Fu Zichen smiled gently, "You don't have to apologize to me, you can come, it is already very good for me to be able to sit and communicate with me face-to-face like this..."

Keen and intelligent like the wind, how can he not taste the vague joy of the tone of the man's lips? She pursed her lips, pressed the brim of her hat, and waited for the waiter to serve her coffee, and briefly thanked her. Although the latter was curious about her face, he could only see the extremely beautiful lips and nose clearly, and finally had to withdraw because he still had a job to do.

Feng Li took off the black hat and put it aside, shook some fluffy black hair slightly, rubbed the small spoon with his slender fingertips, and slowly stirred the latte in the delicate white teacup, the aroma was fragrant, waiting for the coffee to cool a little free, Feng Li took the lead in opening the conversation.

"Mr. Fu, there is one thing that I have always had doubts about. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer. ”

Fu Zichen paused slightly in sipping coffee, put down the cup, wiped his thin cherry lips with the white towel next to him, the smile on his face was still moist, he opened his lips, and his voice was as gentle and pleasant as before: "Say it." ”

Feng Li looked at him, "When we first met at the Night Club, I vaguely felt that we knew each other. And your offer of help, I don't think anyone will be nice to another person for no reason. This transparent truth, Mr. Fu should understand it very well. ”

She took a sip of coffee, her demonic and delicate eyebrows and eyes were indistinguishable, and Fu Zichen was in a trance, this face seemed to be more and more similar to the face in her previous life, and the wind and dripping half a year ago had not given him such a feeling.

Is it because of the fusion of souls?

But, there is no evidence, this is just speculation.

"You're right." Fu Zichen's slender fingertips rubbed the edge of the wall of the delicate white tea cup.

"Hmm, so your answer is...?" For Fu Zichen, Feng Li has no impression in his current memory. But if you didn't know each other before, it is impossible for the other party to help you in this way, if not for profit? So... And for what? She couldn't think of it.

"I'll tell you a story." Fu Zichen's two skeletal hands naturally overlapped against his lean jaws, as if he remembered something, and the slender Danfeng eyes under the gold-wire glasses were suddenly dyed with a deeper and warmer emotion, and even the smile on the corners of his lips was really a little. The retro three-and-seven-point back made him look extra mature, the glasses were sven, and the white shirt placket and the tie around the neck were neatly tied.

"Please." Feng Li took another sip of coffee.

"There was once a prince who had exhausted all the organs, he had calculated almost everything, and the court's deception was nothing more than this for him, and the people of the world loved him, but in the end..." Fu Zichen paused, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, but this smile was dyed with a little unreal, with some far-fetched feelings, which made people feel distressed.

Feng Li didn't speak, waiting for his next words.

"He didn't count his heart." Fu Zichen lowered his eyelids, the tips of his left fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly, and his breathing slowed, which made him look as calm and calm as usual. In fact, only he knows:

How is my heart churning?

"He's in love with someone, isn't he?" Feng Li hadn't heard a story for a long time, and gave his own objective guess. Fu Zichen was slightly stunned, and then took a sip of Blue Mountain coffee, the bitterness spread into his lips when he first tasted it, but he didn't even frown, "The prince is indeed in love with a woman, but that person doesn't love him..."

"......" Feng Li was silent.

After a few seconds, she spoke again:

"He will always be accompanied by a good person."