Probably because they felt the warmth and sweetness of the beginning, many people now find it unbearable to the oppressive atmosphere of this villa.

I don't know when it started, this villa has become a tomb, in which Fu Tingyuan's whole person is buried.

He was still alive and well, but everyone felt that this man's heart was dead. I went with the man's departure.

Over time, I didn't even dare to mention that person's name in this family.

Fu Tingyuan, who is so powerful, now stays at home all day, sleeplessness all night long, and lives on coffee and cigarettes. Who said that cold people are not affectionate, it's just that they haven't met the person who makes him tempting.

Some people love someone and can really use their lives.

Fu Tingyuan picked up the coffee and took a sip, raising his eyes to look at the servant.

"Rest early." The maid lowered her head and sighed softly, "Everyone cares about you. If you go on like this, your body will collapse. ”

"......" Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the light smoke curling in the coffee cup, and was silent for a while before he said lightly, "You go out." ”

The servant lowered her head and sighed again.

Shaking his head, he walked out helplessly.

The door to the study was closed again, and the man's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Fu Tingyuan walked back and sat on the sofa.

Of course, there are many people in this world who care about him and worry about him, but he has even been grateful for the feelings of others.

After completely losing her, he understood why his third uncle moved to the island alone after Lan Jiayu died in childbirth.

It's really painful to live alone in a world without her, and a look from a familiar person can remind him of Luo Nanchu.

So many people and so many things have been related to her, how can we forget a little bit of the pain caused by her?

He was not as cowardly as Yan Bing, and after abandoning his daughter, he ran to the island to escape the world, relying on isolation from the world to isolate the pain.

She was his sin, and he was not entitled to escape any of the punishment she had left him.

At five o'clock in the morning, the nerves become sensitive and clear under the stimulation of caffeine.

The morning light was slightly dewy, and the sun was shining through the curtains that were not yet closed, and he felt a little headache, and got up to close the curtains.

The phone on the couch rang suddenly, and he stopped and glanced at the caller ID.

It was Yan Qingfeng who called.

At five o'clock in the morning, he called him?

In his heart, he suddenly felt a strange uneasiness, and he answered the phone, "Hey? ”

"Ting Yuan, you leave the old mansion now." Inside the mobile phone, it was Yan Qingfeng's slightly dull and low voice, revealing a hint of ominous breath.

Fu Tingyuan's body stiffened slightly, and he raised his head to look out the window.

The snow in London has begun to melt, and there is a faint green in the gray city.

It's early spring......

His body cooled down completely.

*

Hua Rong never expected to see Feng Jin in the waiting hall of the airport.

I don't know how he got through security.

The last flight to the United States was delayed, forcing her to wait another half hour.

While she was anxiously waiting, she secretly prayed that Feng Jin was sleeping soundly, but she didn't expect that God didn't pay attention to her prayers at all, and still summoned him over.