His white shirt was noticeably bigger on her, and when Luo Nanchu held the milk cup and drank milk, most of his shoulders were exposed, and he leaned over and kissed her on the shoulder. Luo Nanchu raised his head to look at him, Fu Tingyuan looked at her for a while, and then kissed her on the lips.

Luo Nanchu looked at him, his eyes blinked, and he called his name: "Fu Tingyuan." ”

Fu Tingyuan retracted his gaze, walked over and sat on the sofa, lifted the lid and glanced at the instant noodles, and said, "Come down and eat." ”

Luo Nanchu got out of bed barefoot, feeling that the floor was a little damp, she walked over on tiptoe and sat next to Fu Tingyuan, took the fork he handed over, forked a stick of instant noodles and tasted it.

Fu Tingyuan sat next to her and ate instant noodles with her.

"Would you eat anything like that?" Luo Nanchu was surprised.

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her, "Your questions today are very strange. ”

"I thought a pampered tongue like you wouldn't be able to eat this kind of civilian food."

Fu Tingyuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Luo Nanchu, don't say that you look like you came out of the slums. ”

Luo Nanchu drank a glass of milk, he couldn't eat anymore, and he was full soon after a few bites.

She held her face and watched Fu Tingyuan sitting there eating instant noodles, he was good-looking, eating this kind of junk food was like eating five-star food, and he was born with an elegant energy.

Fu Tingyuan finished eating his share, then cleaned up the two instant noodle bowls he and Luo Nanchu had made, stood up and said to her, "You stay here, I'm out." ”

He took a step, and the hem of his clothes was grabbed by Luo Nanchu.

He paused slightly, stopped and turned his head to look at Luo Nanchu.

"Fu Tingyuan." She called out his name, "Are you really willing to give up on me?" ”

Fu Tingyuan's breathing suddenly stopped, and a trace of cracks slowly appeared in his calm expression, and Luo Nanchu knocked out the crack in the shell he had forcibly put on.

Luo Nanchu looked at his expression, his eyes sparkled at him, "Why don't you spread out the problem and let's make it clear?" I don't necessarily won't accept it, even if you have brain cancer and have a few months to live, I can send you to the end. Isn't it? ”

"You want to curse me to die right now, don't you?"

"I'm just making an analogy."

Fu Tingyuan took a low breath, then pulled the hem of his clothes out of her palm with a cold face, and said to Luo Nanchu: "Stay here, make instant noodles by yourself when you are hungry." ”

"You're going to give me these things."

"In the future, you can eat whatever you want when you go out." He glanced at her, saw her biting her lip and looked unhappy, raised his hand and gently stroked her face, "I'm leaving, Luo Nanchu." ”

She pursed her lips and ignored him.

Maybe I still blame him.

How could it not be possible not to blame him.

Can't forgive him.

But he still wants to find a reason to forgive him.

It's that he hasn't been good enough for her, and it seems that he hasn't done anything good except bullying her for so many years, but when he thinks there is a lot of time to make amends, it's impossible.

Sometimes he also thinks that if the eight years missed between them could have fallen in love earlier, and he could have fallen in love with her earlier, would everything have been different.

At least...... It won't be as regrettable as it is now.

may really not be able to accept this fact, and people like him have even begun to think about this kind of illusory unreality.