Fu's father was wearing pajamas and slippers, and he went downstairs while putting on his coat, and he happened to see Fusang and Wang Jie scuffling together, and the two of them were already blue and swollen.

He hurriedly went to the fight, but Fusang kicked the housekeeper, and the housekeeper fell backwards unsteadily, knocking over Fu's father, who was about to come over to persuade him, and the two fell to the ground together.

They immediately got up, and were about to go up to pull the rack, when the old man suddenly stopped them with his cane, and stopped them, and they had to retreat to the side and watch the hurry. Only the old man sat in place and watched the show calmly.

Fusang Wang Jie and the two kicked each other in the abdomen at the same time, and the two of them retreated far behind them with a bang, and finally looked at each other with a stop.

"Are you sick? Hit me as soon as you came up. Wang Jie roared, both of them were out of breath, almost all of them were painted on their faces, hands, and visible skin, and there were more of these invisible places.

"You deserve it!" Fusang clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth, eager to run over and fight again.

"Good manner, I didn't mess with you! Neuropathy! The blood from the corner of Wang Jie's mouth continued to seep out, and he turned his head to wipe it with his thumb.

"Then you give Qingwu back to me!" Fusang roared at Wang Jie's evil dragon.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Jie was confused, and he was inexplicable.

"San'er, what the hell happened?" Fu Dad was so anxious that he was about to step forward to appease Fu Sang, but the old man stopped Fu Dad with a cane again, and Fu Dad looked at the old man inexplicably, and the old man shook his head at him.

"Wang Jie, give me back Qingwu!" Fuso's tone suddenly became trembling.

"Fuso, are you sober-minded? What the hell are you talking nonsense? Wang Jie asked loudly, and the whole person was in a fog.

"You dare to say that you didn't go to Qingwu today!" Fuso's tears ran down his cheeks.

"I'm going to see you! So what? What exactly are you trying to say? Wang Jie was about to die in a hurry, wronged and aggrieved, and the pain from all over his body made him grin.

"Why? Why are you? I don't have a mother anymore, why are you still coming to rob my Qingwu, why, why... Mom, I don't have a mom anymore! Never again! Fusang cried completely heartbreakingly, he fell to the ground, clutched his chest and cried bitterly.

"What..."Wang Jie saw Fusang's painful appearance, he instantly felt uncomfortable, he couldn't say a word, he had known Fusang for so many years, and he had never seen him like this.

"Sang'er, Ah Qian!" When Fu's father heard Fusang's words, he was also reminded of the grief of losing his wife and cried silently.

At this time, the old man glanced at the housekeeper and his father, and motioned for them to leave. So the housekeeper went upstairs with the old man, the old man left, and Fudad could only follow and leave, and there were only Fusang Wang Jie and the two left in the hall.

"Fuso, I'm sorry about my aunt! It's me, it's me who can't do anything, I..." Wang Jie began to blame himself, chagrined, and apologize.

"I've liked Qingwu for six years, why do you want to take her away from me as soon as you appear! Why? Why are you? Fusang was crying so much that Wang Jie immediately ran over, knelt in front of Fusang, and hugged his head against his chest.

"I don't have a mom anymore, not anymore! My mom is gone! Fusang grabbed the clothes on both sides of Wang Jie's waist and cried silently, "I can't lose Qingwu again, I really can't live without her, you give her back to me..."

Wang Jie didn't say anything, just hugged Fusang's head tightly, his chin rested on the back of his head, tears flowing down the tip of his nose and dripping on Fusang's collar. Wang Jie knew that he couldn't help Fusang, so he could only accompany him with his silent sadness and wailing.

And Qingwu's side, from the moment she knew that Fusang's mother had sacrificed, her heart hurt. Lying on the bed, he blamed himself, annoyed, blaming himself for not discovering Fusang's abnormality in time and not understanding his emotions in time.

"He must have been heartbroken all over the ground when he collected his mother's body, but he couldn't break it, and he had to pretend to be strong to take his mother home, how desperate he must be!" Qingwu lay on the bed, whimpering and sobbing.

"No wonder he was teary-eyed when he appeared at the traffic light intersection across the street that day, looking so lost and exhausted, why didn't I see his sadness." Qingwu covered her head and face, lying on the pillow and crying bitterly.

"He obviously just lost his loved ones, but he still came to see himself for the first time, I went so wanton to lose my temper with him, play with his temperament, beat him, scolded him, how uncomfortable he should have been, how desperate he should have been! But he is still tolerating my willfulness, I still abandon him, I really deserve to die! Yes! Qingwu condemned himself loudly, and the pillow was wet.

Bo Bo lay next to him, he didn't know what to do, he didn't understand how a good girl went out happily and came back like this, first he couldn't give up, and then he was grief-stricken and blamed himself.

is so Qingwu, but he can't do anything, he can't help her, so he can only lie beside him silently, leaning against Qingwu's head with his head, and quietly accompany her.

The more Qingwu cried, the more uncomfortable it became, the pillow was all soaked, and she directly put the pillow under her face and continued to cry.

Soon Bobo's hair was also soaked with Qingwu's tears, but he didn't dare to move, letting her toss himself.

In the second half of the night, Qingwu had no more tears when she cried, except for sobbing, she lay on the bed like a wooden stake.

Bo Bo couldn't stand it anymore, and used her spiritual power for the first time to make her fall asleep.

Early in the morning of the second day, Qingwu went out listlessly, she cried for most of the night last night, her eyes were red and swollen, she wore a pair of sunglasses, afraid that she would be worried about her when she was seen by Fusang at the gate of the community.

But when she arrived at the door, she didn't see Fusang's figure, she was really panicked this time, she looked around, but she couldn't find Fusang's shadow, "Maybe he overslept and was still on the way here." Qingwu comforted herself.

Qingwu stayed at the gate of the community for half an hour, but Fusang still didn't appear, "He must have been delayed by something!" In the evening, he will definitely come to pick me up for the second half of the shift. Thinking like this, Qingwu rushed to school.

However, it backfired, and when she got off work at night, Fusang not only did not show up to pick her up from work, but even did not have his flowers, gifts, and delicacies to feed her during the day.

Qingwu waited at the school gate for an hour and a half and didn't see Fusang coming, and finally returned home as depressed as in the morning.