Half an hour later, Fu Zhancheng kicked open Fu Tong's door.

He stared at Fu Tong coldly, stretched out his hand to take out a cigarette and lit it, took a few deep breaths, and the flickering light reflected his dark face, which made people feel frightened.

Fu Tong instinctively shrank back and whispered, "Brother, I really don't have one." ”

Fu Zhancheng ripped off Fu Tong's clothes and pressed the cigarette butt on her white chest.

"Ahh Fu Tong screamed, trembling in pain.

However, Fu Zhancheng did not let go of her, and did not throw it on the ground until the flame of the cigarette butt was completely extinguished.

Looking at the ugly scar oozing traces of blood on his white and tender skin, Fu Zhancheng showed a weird smile.

He leaned close to Fu Tong's trembling body, and whispered in her ear like a devil: "You are very unbehaved, this is a punishment for you, ...... in the future"

Fu Tong smiled desolately, let the tears flow freely, spit out a mouthful of blood, and closed his eyes lifelessly.

There is no after, there is no after.

"Fu Tong." Fu Zhancheng screamed, hugged her, and ran out.

Fu Zhancheng looked at Fu Tong on the hospital bed in a trance.

It's just a burn, Liu Yumei's hands are so red, and I don't see anything, but she was in a coma for a whole week.

This week, like a year, Fu Zhancheng thought a lot, and all he thought about was Fu Tong.

Her laughter, her crying, her stubbornness, and her whimpering as she loved beneath herself.

It took another few days for Fu Tong to wake up.

"Little boy, you're awake." Fu Zhancheng immediately spoke, and there was excitement in his tone.

But Fu Tong didn't pay attention to him, just glanced at him indifferently.

That glance was too cold, Fu Zhancheng could hardly stand it, his heart was blocked, and he panicked, such a Fu Tong was unfamiliar and made him dare not face it.

He didn't want such a Fu Tong, he wanted to listen to her, he wanted to linger with her, but she was really too weak, as if she would break if she touched it, Fu Zhancheng slammed the door and left, never came back.

For the next half month, Fu Tong recuperated quietly, cooperating with the nurse to take medicine and injections, but rarely spoke, like a puppet.

She was in a daze all day long, her eyes hollow.

She didn't know where her future was, and the whole person was lost in the darkness, unable to find a way out, unable to find a direction, and unable to find a reason to live.

Her attending doctor, Ouyang Xi, treats her very well and often comes to talk to her, she actually doesn't want to pay attention to it, but out of politeness, she still smiles and says a few perfunctory words.

Outside the door, Fu Zhancheng looked at the dazzling smile on Fu Tong's face, threw the lunch box in his hand into the trash can, and walked in.

He rubbed her softness and said mockingly, "Is it any man who can make you happy?" ”

Fu Tong's body trembled, why did his dead heart still hurt.

Fu Tong's indifference succeeded in arousing Fu Zhancheng's anger, and he tore open her hospital gown and reached in.

Fu Tong pursed his lips and resisted in silence.

The clouds and rain stopped suddenly, Fu Zhancheng was in flames, and he left angrily.

A month later, Fu Tong knocked on Fu Zhancheng's door.

"Why, I want to be." Fu Zhancheng leaned against the window and said with a sneer.

Tonight, Fu Tong was dressed up very beautifully, wearing a white gauze skirt, delicate makeup, and his hair was half-pulled, like a bride in the boudoir to be married, which made Fu Zhancheng's heart shake.

Fu Tong smiled and said softly: "Fifteen years ago, there was a boy named Fu Zhancheng, he took my hand and told me that this is my home, his hand is very warm, and it warms my heart. The person I love has grown up and become the most heroic young marshal, brother, today is your birthday, I want to give you a gift, you turn around, okay? ”

She stood quietly not far away, the brilliance in her eyes was like a sky full of stars, but it was so unreal, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Such a Fu Tong made Fu Zhancheng a little overwhelmed, but he still turned around as he said and turned his back to her.

Fu Tong slowly took out a sharp dagger and said stupidly: "I kowtow and hug the dust, not to pray for blessings, just to stick to your warmth, in the next life, I would rather turn all the prayer cylinders and climb over 100,000 mountains, only wish to ......"

She paused for a moment and said word by word: "I only want to say goodbye to you, life and death." ”

When the words fell, Fu Tong stabbed the knife into his chest fiercely.

This heart is disobedient, I can't control it, and you don't want it, so I have to destroy it.

Brother, I give you my life, do you like it?

Looking at Fu Zhancheng's upright back, Fu Tong fell down with a smile, and there was no movement anymore.

Farewell to life and death? Fu Zhancheng was shocked that something was wrong, turned around suddenly, and saw Fu Tong lying on the ground, a dagger stuck in the position of his heart, and the bright red spread from there to his whole body, and an indescribable fear rushed to his heart.

"Fu Tong ......"

"Rescue failed, declared dead!" The doctor sighed, pulled up the white cloth, and covered Fu Tong's body.

"No, Fu Tong, you give me life! How dare you die without my permission! Fu Zhancheng's eyes were blood-red, like a demon roaring in hell, so desperate and painful.

He's dead.

She's really dead.

Fu Zhancheng hugged Fu Tong's body and stayed for three days without eating or drinking.

It's like a demon stunned, just staring blankly, not speaking, and not listening to anyone's persuasion.

The person in his arms was so cold that he could only tighten his arms and hold her tighter, as if to feel her body temperature.

On the fourth day, Fu Zhancheng's heart ached sharply, and then his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

When he opened his eyes again, Fu Tong had already been cremated.

Nothing, nothing.

Yes, from that day on, people who have seen Fu Zhancheng have said that this man has no heart.