Fu Tingyuan closed the menu and grabbed Luo Nanchu's shoulder, allowing her to lean on him more comfortably.

"Tired?" He asked.

Luo Nanchu lowered his head and grabbed one of his hands and played with his fingers: "It's okay." You're not a vagrant now, and I have to take on the responsibility of providing for my family. In the future, you will be responsible for how beautiful you are at home, and I will earn money outside to support the family. ”

Fu Tingyuan smiled, gathered his five fingers and gently held her slender and white fingers in the palm of his hand.

"When are you going to film, tell me." His tone was gentle, but his eyes were slightly gloomy, and he said softly, "I'll go with you." ”

"Hey......" Luo Nanchu leaned on his shoulder and shook his head, "It's really not necessary, we follow so closely every day, the media will think it's weird, right?" ”

Fu Tingyuan said calmly: "They are strange to them, we live our own." If something really goes wrong, I'm also responsible for it. ”

When Luo Nan first heard this, she sighed softly and shook Fu Tingyuan's hand holding her.

In this life, they can only go on like this. But since you choose to be together, a marriage certificate is not a big deal. What's more, they didn't have that stuff before.

The hot pot was served, Luo Nanchu sat back in his place, Fu Tingyuan also ordered her a can of beer and poured a small cup for her.

The clear soup was steaming, Luo Nanchu held his face and watched Fu Tingyuan sit opposite with a pair of chopsticks and put her favorite beef balls into the hot pot.

She slowly withdrew her eyes, her heart as if it had been burned by the tossed heat, and in this cold winter, she felt a warmth that she hadn't felt in so many years.

She still loves him very much, and she loves him as deeply as she did at the beginning, and she loves that person so much that she finally repays her deep love.

……

After eating the hot pot and drinking a small glass of wine, Luo Nanchu's little face was red, holding Fu Tingyuan's hand, and happily walked outside the Sichuan restaurant.

On a winter night, the road was frozen solid, and Luo Nanchu's high heels struck on the road, and the sound was crisp.

She seemed to be in a good mood today, holding his hand and refusing to get into the car: "Walk with me." ”

Fu Tingyuan naturally agreed, and Ren Luonanchu dragged him to wander aimlessly on the cold and windy streets.

The wind was a little strong, there were not many pedestrians on the road, Luo Nanchu only wore a woolen windbreaker, but he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all, and after buying a cup of milk tea in the milk tea shop, he took him around with him.

The lights are dim.

They rarely get the chance to enjoy this kind of leisure in the world of two, and the last time they walked the streets late at night is not known anymore.

Fu Tingyuan walked around with her, many shops on the road were closed, and in the middle of the night, there was a sense of peace of mind that the whole world was left with the two of them.

Luo Nanchu finished drinking a cup of milk tea, stopped under the bus stop sign, and turned his head to look at him.

The latest bus had left half an hour earlier, with empty benches under the license plates and glowing street lamps.

"Do you know when was the last time I waited for the bus at night?"

"When?"

"Eight years ago." She held his hand and said softly, "You take me to the party, and when you come back, Bai Zhiyan calls you, maybe you don't feel like it's going way, so you let me down and ask me to take a taxi back by myself." ”