On the night of Qingwu's return to Shudu, she cleaned up and prepared to go out, the family had not lived for a month, so she had to buy some necessities, she took a mobile phone and the key and went out directly.

As she walked, she figured out what she wanted to buy in her head, so she wouldn't miss it when she bought it later.

Out of the door of the community, she lowered her head all the way and was distracted, she gently walked past a person's side, and saw that the other party was wearing a pair of good-looking leather shoes, a familiar faint freshness came to her nose, and Qingwu immediately paused.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and couldn't help but turn around and look back.

Fuso stood behind her and looked at her, his eyes red and swollen, and his eyes were melancholy.

Qingwu's thoughts and grievances instantly surged into her heart, and her eyes immediately turned red.

"Long time no see!" Qingwu wiped away her tears, looked at Fusang and whispered.

"Qingwu, you, are you okay?" Fuso hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Okay, it's good, I eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat!" Qing Wuqiang squeezed out a smile.

"I mean, you and Wang Jie." Fusang couldn't control his tears, lowered his head slightly, and didn't let Qingwu see it, he was fighting in his heart, a mental struggle to snatch Qingwu back.

"Wang Jie? I met once by chance in my hometown during the Chinese New Year. "Qingwu doesn't understand why he mentions Wang Jie, he hasn't seen him for a long time, can't he not mention others?

"By chance... Encounter? "Fuso seems to have captured some important information.

"Aren't you?" Fusang raised his head and looked at Qingwu with teary eyes.

"What are we? Blind date? Qingwu smirked, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

"My mom kicked me out of the house for the Chinese New Year," Qingwu said, taking a step closer to Fuso, "because I didn't bring my boyfriend home." ”

Hearing Qingwu's words, it seemed that a spring breeze suddenly blew in Fusang's world, and it was warm, and tears immediately rolled out of his eyes.

The two looked at each other and were silent.

"I'm sorry!" After a long time, Fusang finally held back a sentence, "I thought you were together, so..."

"So what? Is the play gone? Qingwu sniffed and continued: "Obviously, you were the one who provoked me first, you were the one who kissed me in the underground parking lot, and you were the one who kissed me at your house!" ”

The more Qingwu spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and she couldn't hold back her tears anymore, "What do you take me for?" Do you have pets? Coming when called, lingering away? ”

"No, Qingwu, it's not like that." Fusang stepped forward and put his arm around Qingwu's shoulder.

Qingwu pushed him away with all his might: "If you appeared today to ask for my forgiveness, then I forgive you." Qingwu wiped away the tears that flowed all over her jaw.

Fusang breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that Qingwu was planning to accept him again.

Who knew that Qingwu continued: "It's just to forgive you, goodbye!" ”

After Qingwu finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"No, Qingwu!" Fusang grabbed Qingwu's hand, "No, it's not like this!" His eyes were full of pleading and grievance.

"What's that?" Qingwu turned his head to look at him, "Could it be that what else do you expect?" ”

Qingwu wanted to break Fusang's hand, but Fusang just clung to it.

"I saw you talking and laughing with him in the café that day, I thought you chose to be with him and never pay attention to me again," Fusang pulled Qingwu into his arms, eager to rub her whole body into his body.

Hearing Fusang's words, Qingwu didn't resist, and let her hold herself, that time was the darkest time in Fusang's life.

During that time, he must have been suspicious, sensitive, and cranky. She can't blame him for this, he is wronged, she didn't care about his emotions in time and blamed him.

"I already know about your mother, that's what he told me that day." After thinking about it, Qing Wu still felt that he should spread things out, although it was over, he would not be so sorry after all.

"You?" Fusang let go of Qingwu and looked at her, not knowing what to say.

"Wang Jie told me everything, I should say I'm sorry, I shouldn't be playing tricks, making trouble with you, blaming you, and murdering you when you are most vulnerable, sad and helpless. Fuso, I'm sorry. Qingwu couldn't help but reach out and gently wipe away Fusang's tears.

"So, I misunderstood, right? You've never been with him, have you? Fusang grabbed Qingwu's hands, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"What are you talking about? I always thought that we were already together before, so I misunderstood, right? Qingwu felt like an idiot.

"No, Qingwu, I," Fusang was anxious, and his words were incoherent, "I misunderstood that you went to the café, and at night, I went home and had a fight with him, I was afraid that you would know about it, but I felt sorry for him..."

"That's why you lost contact for the second time? Hehe! Qingwu seemed to have heard a big joke, "Fusang, you have a problem with your brain circuits!" Forget it, it's already in the past. ”

Qing Wu let go of Fusang's hand and continued: "Now that we have reached this point, let's not pass it here!" ”

Qingwu turned around again to leave.

"Don't!" Fusang grabbed Qingwu, the tone seemed to be coquettish, Qingwu thought it was an auditory hallucination, and looked back at him.

"What do you mean?" Fusang really changed his face, as before, with tenderness and a little grievance.

"I regret it, I really thought you chose him, I want you to be happy, so I don't dare to bother you again." Fuso's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"And then?" Qingwu is getting more and more foggy.

"I regret convincing myself to give you to him, and I won't again. Whoever you choose, I won't. Fusang held Qingwu's hand tightly, for fear that she would run away as soon as she let go.

"Fuso, didn't you hear what I said earlier?" Qingwu thinks that Fusang will have post-traumatic sequelae.

"I know all about you going to my house to look for me, and you are looking for me to prove that you have me in your heart. So this time, I won't let go of anything I say, even if you have someone else in your heart now, I will snatch you back. The knot in his heart opened, and Fuso immediately seemed to be a different person.

Qingwu really couldn't figure out what Fusang was singing, so she shook off Fusang and went to the mall.

Fusang silently followed her side, she walked, he walked, she stopped, he stopped, as if returning to the time when Fusang lost his mother.

Qingwu glared, relatively speechless, and continued to go about his own business, and Fusang kept following.

Early the next morning, Qingwu had just gotten up and cleaned up, and received a call from the courier brother.

A large bouquet of roses, a fragrant breakfast, Qingwu didn't have to think about it to know that it was Fusang's handiwork.

Qingwu didn't refuse, didn't go to thank him, accepted the flower, put it on the balcony, and sprinkled some water to bask in the sun.

Bo Bo was very unhappy, and he was about to trample on the flowers when he took off on the spot, and Qingwu quickly caught him, fierce: "What are you doing?" This flower is mine, and I have to keep it for the smoke, so I am not allowed to touch it. Do you hear me? If you dare to wreak havoc, I'll sweep you out of the house. ”

Bo Bo thought about it, but it wasn't the bouquet that was wrong, it was the person who sent the flowers.

When he has the opportunity to meet, he will definitely teach that person a good lesson, and dare to covet his lady, I am afraid that it will be too long.

Qingwu dropped Bobo, and saw that he was no longer sabotage, so he opened the food box and ate it beautifully, only to find that Fusang's message was halfway through the meal that he personally picked and packaged the flowers, and he made breakfast himself.

"Hiccup~" Qingwu burped, ate and drank enough, and couldn't help but sigh that Fusang's craftsmanship is really good, and the standard Shu is a good man: he can go to the hall and the kitchen, go out to the battlefield, and go home to be a husband.

From this day on, Fuso completely changed back to the way it used to be, with a bouquet of flowers delivered to the door every day, breakfast fed on weekends, and various gifts and desserts during the week, and the sugar-coated shells were never broken.

Qingwu was not angry and accepted it all, she didn't mean anything else, she just wanted to see how long Fusang could last this time and then disappear again.

Qingwu took all the flowers home and placed them neatly on the bay window of the bedroom, she thought that when that day came, she would definitely find Fusang and throw all these flowers in his face, so that he would never dare to come to her again, lest she would be hurt again when the time came.

It's a pity that Qingwu underestimated Fusang's feelings for her, and since Fusang knew that Qingwu had nothing to do with Wang Jie, he completely launched a crazy attack.

This time, the king of heaven Lao Tzu is here, Qingwu must be his, no one can come, if someone dares to rob his Qingwu, people block and kill, and God blocks and kills God.