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Xiang Beiyi took her into his arms, and before Fu Huanyan could react, he had already stopped her and carried her on his shoulders and left directly from the back door of the hotel.

"Don't!"

Fu Huanyan resisted with both hands and feet, and his anger was not light, "Xiang Bei, let go, didn't we break up?!" Why are you still pestering me after you broke up, do you want to be ashamed?! ”

"Where are you going?" Xiang Bei hooked the person in his arms.

However, even through the box door, Fu Huanyan could still hear the laughter inside. She bit her lip and shook off Xiang Bei's hand, and was about to run away with a snort.

"Sister Yan, Brother Bei, you continue." Qian Xiang immediately turned around, and at the same time blocked the man who came out from behind, and closed the door of the box with a bang.

Qian Xiang saw that Xiang Bei was angry, and immediately put away his joking face. Especially after he saw the person in Xiang Bei's arms, he didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

"Get in!" Xiang Bei was furious.

Hearing someone speak, Xiang Bei took Fu Huanyan into his arms and covered the person in his arms with his strong chest. He knew that Fu Huanyan was thin-skinned, and now that he was bumped into by someone, he must be blushing to the root of his ears.

As soon as the door of the box opened and closed, Qian Xiang came out to find someone, raised his eyebrows and saw a man and a woman kissing on the wall, and immediately smiled: "Ouch, who is this?" ”

Fu Huanyan gasped, and Xiang Bei imprisoned her head with both hands, forcing her to raise her face so that he could get closer. The man's strength is very strong, and there is a familiar smell all around, even if the smell of tobacco is choking, Fu Huanyan has been smelling it for a long time, and he has long been used to it.

Before the rest of the sentence could be finished, the man suddenly lowered his head and landed a kiss on her lips.

"Take your hands away!" Fu Huanyan pursed his lips, his face couldn't see the ups and downs, "My friend is still waiting for me to eat, I want to go back to ......"

Xiang Bei narrowed his eyes, and his eyes sank as he stared at her.

Mr. Xiang?

Fu Huanyan bit her lip, raised her hand to push away the painful hand and sneered, "Mr. Xiang, who am I going to eat with, does it have anything to do with you?" ”

There was a strong pungent smell of smoke at the end of her nose, and Fu Huanyan was just about to open her mouth, but Xiang Bei's palm was already clasped around her mouth, "Who are you here with?" ”

"Hmm!"

Fu Huanyan's heart tightened for a while, and he wanted to walk past him quickly. But before the person could walk over, his wrist was strangled by a force.

Like a stranger.

Xiang Bei lowered his head slightly, his upper body leaned against the wall, and his two slender legs pulled a long shadow. Fu Huanyan frowned at the smell of smoke, he stood not far away and smoked, but there was no shadow of himself in his eyes.

The figure of the man leaning against the wall smoking in front was familiar, and Fu Huanyan's steps forward were stunned.

After washing his hands, Fu Huanyan stood up again, calmed down and went out before opening the door and going out. The hallway is covered with a red carpet and a crystal wall lamp.

Turn the hallway, and go all the way to the bathroom. Unscrewed the faucet, Fu Huanyan carefully cleaned his fingers. Because of the relationship between painting, she usually cherishes her hands very much, and she never touches housework.

"Go ahead."

The waiter took the menu to prepare the dishes, and Fu Huanyan suddenly felt sullen. She glanced down at her dirty fingers, frowned and pulled up her chair to stand up, "I'll wash my hands first." ”

This beef soup and a product of crab meat are delicious, Fu Huanyan pursed her lips, remembering that every time Xiang Bei brought her here to eat, she must order these two dishes.

Seeing that she didn't speak coldly, Song Dunn pursed his lips and smiled, took the menu from her hand, and ordered seriously.

Fu Huanyan didn't open the recipe, and the waiter had already begun to introduce it attentively, "Our West Lake beef soup is a specialty, do you want to try it?" ”

"What do you want to eat?" Song Dunn gave her the menu.

The boxes are full, and only the lobby still has a place. Anyway, there were only two of them, and it was better to sit in the hall with air. Fu Huanyan was not picky about these, and Song Dunen chose a window seat to sit down.

The car drove outside a star-rated hotel, Song Dunn stopped the car and took Fu Huanyan inside, and found that her face was not quite right.

Fu Huanyan didn't want to eat alone, but she couldn't go home to eat. If she looks like this when she goes home, she will definitely be discovered by her mother. She bit her lip and nodded, "Okay." ”

"Hungry?" Song Dunn glanced at the time and asked appropriately, "Let's eat together?" ”

In the evening, everyone left. Fu Huanyan was a big bag again, Song Dunen helped her carry her things into the car, and still drove her back.

Since he said that he broke up that day, Xiang Bei has not called Fu Huanyan or shown his face.

When I went to participate in the art club on Friday, Fu Huanyan felt very fulfilled. There are like-minded people together, and everyone chats very topically, but when she laughs occasionally, she lowers her eyes because of something and smiles.

The stabbing pain in his heart spread, Fu Huanyan clenched the brush in his hand, forcing himself to focus on painting.

Although Fu Huanyan admitted that Mu Liang's analysis was very reasonable, the scene of Xiang Bei hugging other women was always dangling in front of her eyes. Even if she has no heart or lungs, she will feel sad and sad.

Riding back to the studio, Fu Huanyan's dull mood was finally relieved. She put the packed dumplings in the refrigerator, and thought as she walked, Fu Laosi, Fu Laosi, you are really tall to marry this wife, you kid had better wipe his eyes, otherwise even she won't be this kid, hum!

Very good, you wait for me!

Fu Huanyan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips slowly loosened. This dumpling couldn't help but fill her stomach and made her suddenly brighter. Okay, Xiang Bei, you bastard, deliberately played tricks with your aunt and grandmother, right?!

"But......" Fu Huanyan still had something in common, but was blocked back by Mu Liang, "Even if you don't worry about Xiang Bei, you have to worry about your brother." Fu Jinchen would not let Xiang Beihu come. ”

Mu Liang smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Huanyan, you won't understand, it's different after all.

Fu Huanyan seemed to notice something, and hurriedly took her hand, anxious to explain something, "The matter of our family's Fu Lao Si is also in the past, don't think about it, I'll take back my words last time!" ”

"Liangliang."

"That's right." Mu Liang's red lips pursed lightly, and something slipped over the corners of his eyes, "Don't let people who like you be jealous, and don't make people who like you sad." ”

"Jealous?" Fu Huanyan's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something.

Seeing her like this, Mu Liang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Since you don't have the same feelings for Dunn as before, you should tell Xiang Bei." Men are also jealous, and it's not just women's patents. ”

Fu Huanyan bit his lip and shook his head decisively.

Mu Liang laughed vigorously when she heard this, she pursed her lips, something seemed to flash in her eyes, and her tone sank, "Huan Yan, do you still have the same feelings for Dunn as before?" ”

"Angry with me?" Fu Huanyan glared, his face turned angry, "That bastard still dares to be angry with me?" Obviously, he was the one who got angry with me first, he broke my painting first, and he hit Dunn, did he dare to be angry with me? ”

After a pause, she remembered Xiang Bei's gaze every time she looked at Fu Huanyan, and said with confidence: "He's angry with you!" Who told you to break up with someone first! ”

Mu Liang frowned, how did he want to tell her? She pouted, "But I don't think Xiang Bei is that kind of man!" ”

"Uh......"

Fu Huanyan lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "How could it not? It's a man! ”

"Do you think Xiang Bei will bring other women home?" Mu Liang asked her with a wink.

Mu Liang looked at her dark eyes and shook his head with a smile. Maybe it seems to outsiders that Miss Fu Jiasan has been pampered since she was a child, but she is simple-minded, and she is not a strong sense of strength from her appearance at all.

"Tricks?" Fu Huanyan blinked, looking ignorant.

Finally, Mu Liang couldn't help it, and raised his hand to wrap his hand around Fu Huanyan's shoulder, "You, can this kind of trick fool you?" ”

"Poof!"

mentioned this Fu Huan's angry seven-trick smoke, rolled up his sleeves and scolded Xiang Bei's evil deeds. Mu Liang's brows tightened at first, but the more he went to the back, the less he couldn't stop laughing.

"Why?"

There was a moment of stunned in Mu Liang's eyes, but Fu Huanyan's eyes didn't look like a joke, "Why?" ”

"We broke up." Fu Huanyan put down the tea bowl and raised his head, looking serious.

I vaguely heard Fu Jinchen mention two sentences last night, Mu Liang probably had a score in her heart, she pursed her lips and smiled.

Fu Huanyan took a sip of the tea bowl and didn't speak.

Mu Liang rolled his eyes speechlessly, and called the waiter to pack the remaining dumplings and bring them back for her to eat at night, "Did you quarrel with Xiang Bei?" ”

"Is it enough?" Fu Huanyan touched his stomach, "It seems that I haven't eaten yet." ”

"Alright, I can't eat it." Mu Liang took Fu Huanyan's hand, "You've eaten enough." ”

The dumplings eaten with Mu Liang for lunch, and the third lady of the Fu family ate the wind and clouds. Mu Liang only ate two dumplings, and the remaining three plates of dumplings almost all went into her stomach.

"Hmm." Fu Huanyan hung up the phone and left the studio with his bag on his back.

"......" Mu Liang didn't come to his senses for a long time, but when he heard that her voice was wrong, he hurriedly said, "Okay, let's go eat." ”

Fu Huanyan held the phone, his eyes were red, "I want to eat dumplings." ”

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned, "Huan Yan, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Hey, Liangliang?"

The dumplings in the pot looked miserable, and Fu Huanyan's mood that had just calmed down was sour again. She pouted, held back tears in her eyes, and went to the living room to make a phone call.

Fu Huanyan was furious, angrily threw away the spoon, turned off the fire, and scolded: "Even you bully me?!" ”

"Damn!"

However, Miss Fu Jiasan really hadn't been in the kitchen, and the water in the pot was still cold, so she poured a bag of dumplings into it. As a result, when the pot boiled, the dumplings in it were already miserable!

Pulling open the refrigerator door and tearing open the packaging bag of the quick-frozen dumplings, she snorted coldly. Isn't it just a bag of frozen dumplings? She still doesn't believe she can starve to death?!

Watching Song Dunn drive away, Fu Huanyan closed the door of the studio, turned around and ran back upstairs to take a hot shower. After soaking in the bathtub for a long time, my body finally warmed up. She got dressed and went downstairs and went straight into the kitchen to cook something to eat.

"No thanks." Song Dunn frowned, not liking her tone all the time.

Getting up and sending him to the door, Fu Huanyan pursed his lips and said, "I will go to the event on Friday, and thank you for taking care of me last night." ”

Song Dunn raised his eyebrows, picked up the car keys and walked out, "Then I'll go first." ”

Fu Huanyan nodded.

Her expression looked quite calm, Song Dunn stood up awkwardly, and said with interest: "Since you are fine, then I am relieved, I just want to tell you that the painting is repaired, and Anan will send it to you in the afternoon." ”

Fu Huanyan lowered his head, and his voice was very deep, "Dunn, I don't want to say it." ”

After taking a sip of some hot water, Song Dunn felt that it was not too cold. He put on his coat and asked tentatively, "Yan, why did you cry last night?" ”

"Nope." Fu Huanyan waved his hand, "Thank you." ”

Song Dunn caught a glimpse of Fu Huanyan's red and swollen eyes and asked her, "Are you okay?" ”

"When did you come?" Fu Huanyan handed him the hot water in his hand, Song Dunn took the cup, and said, "Last night, I called you, but you never answered, I was worried about you, so I came to take a look...... Seeing you crying, I was scared that something would happen to you, so I stayed. ”

Song Dunn was stunned, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Oh." Fu Huanyan responded in a low voice and took down the painting with his hands.

The voice of the man behind him was a little hoarse, and Song Dunn saw her standing in front of the drawing board, and immediately smiled: "I'm sorry, I drew it casually without your consent." ”

"You're awake."

The lines and finishes are all first-class, Fu Huanyan puffed out his cheeks, and his delicate brows slowly wrinkled.

She went to the kitchen to boil hot water first, and when she came back, she saw the painting on the drawing board with a raised eyebrow.

It was a little cold in the studio, Fu Huanyan walked to the window, and the snow didn't fall last night. There was only a faint watermark on the ground, and no snow was visible.

Still wearing a thick cotton coat, Fu Huanyan looked down, and then looked at the man who was asleep in the chair, and suddenly understood. took the clothes and put them on Song Dunn's body, and she bit her lip and got up from the sofa.

Dunn？ Why is he here?

When the sky outside the window was dark, Fu Huanyan finally woke up. She rubbed her sore eyes and sat up, and suddenly saw the man opposite, and her mouth opened slightly in surprise.

Song Dunn pursed his lips and turned to sit back in his chair. With such a Fu Huanyan, he can't rest assured! However, it was a little cold after nightfall, so he gave his coat to Fu Huanyan and could only nap against the chair.

A chill rushed over, Song Dunn put down his paintbrush, looked at the time and planned to leave. He walked to the edge of the sofa, bent down to stare at Fu Huanyan's sleeping face, and suddenly saw her rolling tears.

According to the feeling in his heart, when Song Dunn dropped the last stroke, he couldn't help but be stunned. But the painting has already been painted, and he can't change it.

There was a drawing board in the corner of the side of the studio, and Song Dunn walked over to take a look, and suddenly sat down with a smile. On the drawing board in front of him was Fu Huanyan's unfinished painting, his restrained eyes flashed, and he unconsciously picked up the brush to paint.

Maybe this action was effective, and it didn't take long for Fu Huanyan's frowning brows to loosen, and people slept a lot more peacefully. Song Dunn breathed a sigh of relief, she wanted to leave, but she always felt that something was wrong with her and didn't dare to leave easily.

The surroundings are quiet and there is hardly any sound. Fu Huanyan's breathing was very light, and occasionally sobbed, Song Dunen's sword eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and his palm fell lightly on her shoulder, comforting her.

She didn't cover the quilt, and Song Dunn was afraid that she would catch a cold. He wanted to get the quilt, but he couldn't break into her bedroom without permission. Taking off his coat, Song Dunn gently covered Fu Huanyan's body, while he pulled a chair next to him and sat down.

She seemed to have just fallen asleep, her brows furrowed, and tears in the corners of her eyes. Song Dunn was silent and didn't dare to speak again. He relaxed and closed the door, and when he returned, the man on the couch changed positions and continued to fall asleep.

Song Dunn bent down and reached out to push the sleeping man. Fu Huanyan frowned and closed his eyes, and there were tears on his face, "Don't make noise!" ”

"Yan!"

"Yan, are you there?" Song Dunn looked around and vaguely saw a figure on the sofa.

Outside the painting, a black sedan turned off, and Song Dunn walked to the door in his coat and opened it with a gentle push. The door was unlocked, and he frowned and walked inside, surrounded only by a floor lamp.

After so many years of compromise, he doesn't know what he was waiting for after all?!

For so many years, he has been carefully holding her in the palm of his hand, reluctant to make her sad or sad. Sometimes he knew that her request was excessive, but he couldn't see her tears, and he would compromise first every time.

Xiang Bei pursed his lips and sat on the head of the bed, his temples on both sides of his forehead beating vigorously. Fu Huanyan, do you remember the afternoon of that year?

Xiang Bei sighed lightly and sat up with one hand on the mattress. He pulled a pebble out of his pajama pocket and held it in his hand as if he were playful. The corners of the stone have been polished for many years.

The headache is terrible, and the heart is even more chaotic. Xiang Bei closed his eyes, and all in front of him was Fu Huanyan's small appearance before he turned around. Angry, aren't you? Sad, isn't it?

I lay on the bed and tossed and turned for two hours. In the end, Xiang Bei had no choice but to pick up the lost pillow and put it back on.

irritably lifted the quilt and went to bed, Xiang Bei slept on the bed in the guest bedroom. He had hardly slept in this bed, and suddenly he felt uncomfortable in changing places, and his whole body was uncomfortable.

Xiang Bei was furious, why couldn't he dodge? It's not safe to go home, it's her breath everywhere, her shadow!

Depend on!

But tonight, when he looked at the blue, he felt his heart feel stuffy inexplicably. He stood up with a calm face and walked to the guest bedroom with a pillow in his arms. He lifted the quilt, saw the pillow in his arms before going to bed, raised his hand and threw it to the ground.

Every time Fu Huanyan came to him, he had to change into blue sheets like obsessive-compulsive disorder. She likes blue, curtains, sheets, everything. Xiang Bei has no opinion on what color the house is furnished, anyway, as long as she likes it.

The bedroom is lit by a wall lamp, and the pale blue sheets and bedding are plain. Xiang Bei lifted the quilt and lay down, catching a glimpse of the pale blue out of the corner of his eyes, and his thin lips tightened unconsciously.

Tilting his head to drain the wine in the cup, Xiang Bei's thumb pressed on his forehead, faintly painful. He closed the window and turned back to his bedroom.

Xiang Bei told himself that none of them were Fu Huanyan, and there was only one Fu Huanyan in this world.

The cool cold wind blew in along the window, Xiang Bei's thin lips were pursed, and his long figure leaned in front of the window, not moving. For so many years, he was not without temptation around him. Don't talk about their circle, but when it comes to his appearance and family background, as well as his background, how many women flock to him to get around, just to have a little relationship with him. The face is beautiful, the body is hot, the empathetic, the exquisite, what kind of woman doesn't have it, but no one can walk in front of his eyes.

Sipping the red wine in the glass, Xiang Bei walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The lights in front of the glass windows are bright, and the scattered snowflakes are faintly visible. He raised his hand to open the window, and he always felt that there was an unfamiliar smell in the room.

After taking a bath, the whole person is much more comfortable. Xiang Bei came out in a bathrobe, walked to the bar and poured another glass of red wine. He did drink too much tonight, and he needed another hangover cure.

Appointment? Xiang Bei was amused by these words, he raised his foot and kicked the door and walked into the bathroom with a calm face.

Secretly exhaled, and the woman's eyes were defeated. Well, it's better to have money than no money, she pursed her lips and put the money under her hand, and opened the door with her bag, "I'll make an appointment next time." ”

"Not for the money?" Xiang Bei turned over and asked with a mocking smile, "If you are a smart person, you should know that it is good to see good, I have no patience to talk nonsense with you!" ”

"Item less?" The woman held the money in her hand and frowned, "I'm not in it for the money." ”

opened the wallet and pulled out a stack of money, Xiang Bei directly stuffed it to her, and said, "You can go." ”

Xiang Bei's thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes withdrew from her face. Because she is not Fu Huanyan! Because there is only Fu Huanyan alone in this world!

Why?

The rejected woman blushed and was unconvinced, "Why?" ”

When the woman raised her face, and her red lips were about to touch his, Xiang Bei's five fingers pinched her chin, and his eyes were like knives: "Stay away from me!" ”

The man's cold fingers pressed against the woman he wanted to get closer, and his eyes became even colder. The woman was stunned, and her delicate brows frowned slightly, but since she waited for this opportunity, she naturally would not give up easily.

"There are few items." The woman's red lips were against her eyes, and Xiang Bei squinted her eyes and stared at her face.

The woman grabbed Xiang Bei's shoulders with both hands, and her soft body rubbed into his arms. There was an unfamiliar breath approaching, Xiang Bei instinctively pushed back half a step, this unfamiliar breath made him sober up a lot in an instant.

Driving back to the apartment, the woman supported Xiang Bei, who was vain, to open the door. Turning on the chandelier, the surprise that burst out of the woman's eyes couldn't be hidden.

Leaning back on the sofa, Fu Huanyan put his hands around his shoulders and bit his lip tightly. It is said that men are not good things, she thought that Xiang Bei was an exception, but today's scene completely slapped her in the face! Did Fu Huanyan see it? Xiang Bei is nothing more than that!

Fu Huanyan read the name, and the tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.

Xiang Bei.

In the past seven years, little by little has suddenly surged into my heart. Those happy, noisy, spoiled, all the intimate pictures appeared in front of her little by little.

"Don't cry!" Fu Huan yelled angrily, but the sourness in her throat seemed to drown her.

The mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated over and over again, and Fu Huanyan stood up against the wall, completely ignoring it. The tears were still overflowing, and she raised her hand to wipe them dry again and again, but they were wet again and again.

The suppressed low sobs echoed in the empty studio, Fu Huanyan's legs couldn't exert his strength, and his whole body was trembling. The tip of her heart was cold, and she had no motivation to throw things and lose her temper.

Tears poured out of the corners of his eyes, and Fu Huanyan squatted on the ground, crying very aggrieved. She told herself over and over again that she didn't hurt, but tears refused to listen to her and desperately welled up in her eyes.

The cup in his hand slid down, and the sweater on his body was soaked with hot water, Fu Huanyan hurriedly put the cup down and took out two tissues to wipe it. The water in the cup was very hot, and it was very hot on her body, she wiped it, her eyes were pantothenic, and tears rolled out uncontrollably.

Turning on the floor lamp, Fu Huanyan stood up and walked into the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water to drink. Snowflakes were falling sporadically outside the window, she leaned in front of the window and stared outside, no wonder she felt cold, it turned out to be snowing.

Syllable!

There were no lights on in the studio, and the dim light of the street lamps was reflected through the glass windows. Fu Huanyan sat on the sofa and didn't move until she shivered coldly, and the whole person came back to her senses.

Fu Huanyan didn't know how she got back to the studio, she sat in the empty sofa, curled up her legs and hugged herself with her arms, and buried her little face between her legs.