His expression was slightly stunned, and there was some confusion in his eyes, but his restless blinking eyes betrayed him deeply.

"Can't you lie?" Her heart was now dripping blood.

Seeing the weakness of his heart, then that thing is true?

At the beginning, Fu Zhichu also wanted to deceive himself, maybe it was computer synthesized, after all, it is now a high-tech era, and nothing is impossible.

But after she saw Fu Tianhan's heart-wrenching eyes a few times, all the explanations and excuses she had prepared for him collapsed between the lines.

Fu Tianhan took a deep breath, lay beside her a little dejected, looked ahead and said lightly, "I can't remember clearly." ”

Just five simple words, without any explanation and no intention to explain anything.

"Can't remember?" She sneered, "I can't remember what happened that day, or I can't remember how many women you slept with?" ”

Her hands under the quilt were clenched into fists, and her face was red after the roar.

He suddenly turned his face to look at Fu Zhichu and said meaningfully, "Are you qualified to be angry?" Didn't you also sleep with Choi Young-ho? What's more, how many women have I slept with, are you qualified to question me? ”

His every word went straight into her heart, and she felt suffocated for a moment.

Gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm and smiled: "Yes! Can I handle it? I'm not your anyone......"

Fu Zhichu couldn't stand it anymore, and if she continued to stay in this room, she would die sooner or later, the color of her purple lips gradually changed back to her original color, and her body had already warmed up.

Fu Zhichu sat up with his hands on the bed and looked at him with empty eyes: "Do you want to do it tonight?" I'll stay here if I want to, and I'll go back to my room to rest if I don't. ”

Fu Tianhan stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, her current tone was really like a prostitute who often picked up customers.

"Get out!" He roared in a deep voice.

Fu Zhichu, who had long wanted to leave, stood up without saying a word, jumped out of bed and left.

The strong cloak she had supported with all her strength completely collapsed the moment she closed the door.

Gently locking the door, she lost her strength and sat on the ground, tears began to flow out disobediently, and kept flowing.

She covered her lips to prevent herself from crying, and only allowed her tears to vent freely.

The room was empty, and her sobbing voice seemed so miserable.

Now she feels like a fish in the middle of a dying struggle, and everything is under her control, so she can only bear it silently.

The brother who treated her like a baby at the beginning, but now he treats her like an executioner who kills people without blinking.

Fu Zhichu felt a change in his attitude, this time I am afraid that he really won't be reconciled after a quarrel like before, but this time he won't be reconciled......

Unlike in the past, this time Fu Zhichu did not wait to escape from his current life and avoid the relationship between the two.

Maybe she became mature and sensible, or maybe she felt that she might really lose him this time, she became cautious, and her head began to think about how to turn this farce into a comedy......

In the quiet space, she walked barefoot to the bed, put the suitcase on the bed, and opened the box according to the familiar word code.

Her tears dripped down the old handbag, and where the tears flowed, the bright color seemed to see the original appearance of the bag.

Fu Zhichu was lying on the bed with his handbag, took out his mother's diary again, and flipped through the pages one by one.

From the first encounter to the slow determination of the feelings in her heart, Wu Meihan recorded every moment of heartbeat in a handwritten way.

Fu Zhichu's tears fell on it one by one, and the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, "Mom and Dad, I envy your love, it's so beautiful......"

The diary is full of records of heart-warming moments, and when there is a quarrel, after reading more than ten pages, Fu Zhichu's heart gradually warmed up.

The perfect love of her parents made her feel that she also saw a glimmer of hope.

Closing the diary, Fu Zhichu opened the handbag, there were some scattered things in it, and a delicate small box attracted her attention, it was a jewelry box.

It's also very old, it looks like it should have been more than ten years ago, and it should be difficult to find this kind of thing on the market now.

"Bang" opened the jewelry box, a very tight wooden box.

There is a necklace inside, as well as a pair of earrings.

"Wow, did Dad give it to Mom? Really discerning. Fu Zhichu held the necklace in his hand, it was very textured, and the pendant in the shape of a water drop was still engraved with words.

Take a closer look, it is the word "charming", which happens to be one of the words in Fu Zhichu's mother's name, the corners of Fu Zhichu's mouth rose slightly, and he turned the necklace over and looked at the back.

"Chuan?" Fu Zhichu looked at the word "Chuan" on the back and was a little puzzled, it was a very unfamiliar word to her.

If there is a word on the back, she guesses that it should be one of the words in her father's name, why is it a Sichuan character?

"Is there any special significance?" Fu Zhichu guessed, and put the necklace back with some confusion.

Fu Zhichu put the jewelry box back, didn't think too much, and continued to flip through the contents of the contents, anyway, she couldn't sleep at this time, and there were too many messy things today.

Fu Zhichu casually flipped through it, but saw a lot of things engraved with the word "Sichuan".

A fountain pen and a seal, especially one of the notes in it, which made Fu Zhi look in a fog.

[Beloved daughter Zhou Zhichu.] ]

The inscription is a "Sichuan" word.

"Zhou Zhichu?" She silently read these three words, and she also wrote her own eight characters of generation on them, but why is the surname Zhou?

This word of the week, as well as the Sichuan character of the inscription, suddenly made Fu Zhichu look a little eye-catching.

Fu Zhichu was a little puzzled, these things looked like just ordinary belongings, why did her mother lock these things in the safe of the bank?

What does that Sichuan character mean? Could it be a place, a place where parents meet?

Fu Zhichu never figured it out, and his head was covered with a layer of fog.

She picked up the notebook again, flipped through to the page she had just read, and continued to scroll down.

[I hate you to death, why do you treat me like this?] ]

[Why did I meet you?] Why was you so simply deceived by your rhetoric in the first place? My heart hurts so much......]

[Seeing you and other women lying in bed and having fun, I finally gave up!] Thank you for making me die. ]

[What to do?] What am I going to do? The child is innocent......]

[I'm sorry for my child, poor little life, but I have no right to take your life.] ]

[I can't fall in love with anyone anymore.] ]

[Why are you still provoking me?] Zhou Chuan, what did I owe you in my last life? Why are you haunting me like a demon? ]

The diary was recorded intermittently, and the diary was not continued to be written, perhaps at this time when my mother locked the diary in the bank safe.

"Zhou Chuan?" Fu Zhichu's back was a little cold, and he felt as if he had been invaded by a cold current, and his whole body was cold.

"Who is Zhou Chuan? I...... My background...... I ...... "Fu Zhichu felt a little strange, the things recorded in the diary, and all the things in this bag.

It's all related to "Zhou Chuan", who is that Zhou Chuan?

What does he have to do with his mother?

What does it have to do with yourself?

"Zhou Chuan, Zhou Zhichu ......" Her body suddenly became stiff, and the moment her fingers stiffened, the diary in her hand fell to the bed.

"Could it be...... Could it be that I ......" Fu Zhichu's pupils were dilated, and her hand was covering the position of her heart hard, and her heartbeat was completely irregular.

What the hell is all this going on?