"Don't you have anything to ask me?"

The faint voice continued to echo in the long alley, and Wan Hongzhuang looked at Xiaoxue in surprise, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Now that you've seen it all, isn't there anything you want to ask?"

Lu Xiaoyu looked at Wan Hongzhuang with a straight face, "I...... I can answer. ”

Her voice faded and she lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Wan Hongzhuang's breathing suddenly became rapid.

What was the purpose of his return? Isn't it the hope that you can change everything through your own efforts, or rather, make up for your regrets.

Now, a secret that he doesn't know is just in front of him, and all he needs is his words.

Just looking at Lu Xiaoyu's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

He knew very well that she was insincere at this time.

After being silent for a long time, Wan Hongzhuang sighed and asked in a low voice, "Are you worried that I will kick you out?" ”

His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and there was a slight temptation in his words.

Distance.

Lu Xiaoyu's whole body was shocked, and the whole person suddenly froze in place.

She subconsciously shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded gently.

"If that's the reason, I don't think you need to worry about it at all."

Xiaoyu seemed to be a little incredulous, raised her head with a little doubt, and looked at Wan Hongzhuang.

"I mean, you don't have to worry I'm going to chase you away."

Wan Hongzhuang smiled and said, "As for what you said, I admit that I am indeed a little curious, but it is definitely not this time...... Well, when you think you can tell me, it's not too late to tell me. ”

"Hmm!"

Lu Xiaoyu nodded heavily, his clear eyes were like the brightest star in the night sky.

"Let's go, it's not too early!"

Wan Hongzhuang gently beckoned to Xiaoyu, then turned around and left towards the rental house in the distance.

Speechless all the way.

Regret it? Wan Hongzhuang asked himself.

On the surface, he is indeed very free, but the moment he turned around, a trace of regret sprouted in his heart for no reason.

Just because he missed this opportunity, he wasn't sure if he could figure out what the relationship between Xiaoyu and Nafu Jiawen was.

This relationship is like a thorn in his heart.

After all, he's also a man.

It's just that under the circumstances at that time, he couldn't ask any questions......

"That's it."

Wan Hongzhuang lowered his head and sighed helplessly.

Earlier, he laughed at Fu Jiawen for being a licking dog, and he, why not?

Before they knew it, the two were back home.

"Today...... Thank you. ”

Xiaoyu lowered her head slightly, as if she didn't dare to make eye contact with Wan Hongzhuang.

"Hmm." Wan Hongzhuang nodded slightly, even he didn't know what to say now.

There was something subtle about the air in the room.

I always feel like nothing has changed, and it seems like something has changed.

"That'...... I'll go upstairs first, and you can rest early! ”

"Hmmm......"

After speaking, Xiaoyu lowered her head, like a frightened little animal, and left upstairs without looking back.

Only Wan Hongzhuang was left, standing alone.

"It's all this, what's going on!" Wan Hongzhuang shook his head bitterly.

I always feel that when I come back this time, it seems to be lonely.

Or...... That Fu Jiawen is just an insignificant small role, and it will not have any impact on the future at all?

To be honest, he couldn't assess whether his choice was right or wrong, he just relied on his own heart and made what he thought was the right choice.

That's all.

In my mind, I have a lot of ideas, and I want to be confused.

"Alas, I don't want to!"

Wan Hongzhuang threw his whole body into the old sofa, the sofa was heavy, kept swaying, and made a "squeak" sound from time to time, like a lullaby.

He only felt his eyelids begin to grow heavier, and thousands of thoughts in his mind were surging, and finally ...... He fell asleep.

……

Zeng Cuo'an.

It was originally a small fishing village located in the southeast of Heron Island.

Since the opening of the Fulu Railway, a large number of southbound passengers have poured into Ludao, which has also transformed Zengcuoan, an original small fishing village, into an out-and-out Internet celebrity check-in point.

B&Bs, restaurants, and bars have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain of culture-related measures.

Naturally, it has also attracted a large number of so-called literary and artistic youths to gather here.

Where there are people, there is strife, and what you can't see, is growing in the shadows, slowly.

No matter how busy the city is, there will be times when it is tired, and with the influx of tourists gradually dispersing, Zeng Cuo'an has gradually returned to its former tranquility and peace.

A few lights swayed in the evening breeze, and the murmur of drinkers was heard from time to time, intertwined with the sea breeze, forming a unique scenery.

At that moment, a stumbling figure broke into one of the alleys, stumbling and breaking the silence of the night.

The man had obviously drunk too much wine, and was crooked, almost with the only remaining will, slowly moving forward in the alley.

In his hand, he still held a bottle of wine, which accompanied his march, making a clanging sound from time to time.

He staggered to the end of the alley.

Most of the houses made of large stones were the same, and he kept searching with his sleepy eyes open, and finally he spotted a house on the side of the road, lowered his head, and slammed into it.

"What people!"

The people inside hadn't slept yet, and in an instant, several figures appeared from all corners of the courtyard, looking at the people with a defensive expression.

"Ahem, who am I, you're not that...... Fu Jiawen? ”

Seeing this, several people breathed a sigh of relief, and two of them hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up.

As soon as I got closer, a strong smell of alcohol hit my face.

"Why did you drink so much?"

One of them grumbled, reached out and snatched the bottle he was holding.

"Wine, my wine!"

Fu Jiawen, who was originally paralyzed, suddenly burst out with endless strength all over his body, overturned the strong man in front of him, and snatched the wine bottle in his hand.

"......"

The strong man couldn't help but be a little stunned, and then raised his fan-like slap in annoyance, and wanted to slap Fu Jiawen's head directly!

"What's the matter!"

With a "squeak", the door of a house located at the north end of the courtyard opened.

"Don't you know that at this time of night, I'm thinking about the plot?"

"When the plot doesn't go well, I won't be able to write my book, I can't write it, I can't get it with full attendance, I can't get it with full attendance, won't the plot I wrote before be written in vain?"

"Can you take this responsibility?"

A series of questioning voices suddenly sounded in the empty courtyard.

The men in front of them instantly became silent, standing aside tremblingly, without saying a word.

In the sky, a dark cloud drifted by.

The whole Zeng Cuo'an sky became more and more gloomy.