Shen Jianian was not Fu Jichen's opponent in terms of physical strength, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless, and she was carried into his bedroom by him.

The master bedroom on the third floor is more than three times the size of the guest room and has everything you need to exude luxury and style, including a wine cabinet and wet bar.

The air is filled with a faint woody scent, mixed with a hint of tea. Fu Jichen loves to drink and taste tea.

All the way into the inner room, Shen Jianian looked at the big bed, there were a few wrinkles on the dark blue sheets, and Fu Jichen and Zhu Yilan were entangled in it uncontrollably in her mind, and the disgusting feeling swept over again.

Is this man a beast?

Zhu Yilan didn't satisfy him?

Shen Jianian thought indignantly, and was put on the bed by Fu Jichen in the next second, she was dirty and jumped down from it. The slippers on her feet fell off on the way he carried her in, and she stepped barefoot on the carpet next to the bed, her face clearly defiant: "I don't want to sleep here." ”

Fu Jichen's expression was indifferent: "Give me a reason." ”

Shen Jianian couldn't help but say what was in his heart: "Your sheets are dirty, I don't sleep." ”

It's just a joke, his sheets are dirty? Fu Jichen looked at her with a smile: "I want to ask where this young lady came to her conclusions?" ”

He has a habit of cleanliness, and he has always been very particular about the things he touches, and the spotless place where he sleeps is the most basic requirement. She actually rejected him with such a bad excuse.

Shen Jianian's face was awkward, he didn't know how to say it, could it be that he had slept with other women, and she couldn't accept it?

Fu Jichen stared at her changing expression, gradually came back to his senses, and his slightly raised eyebrows hid a hint of deep meaning: "You want to say that we ...... the night before yesterday You can rest assured, it has been replaced. ”

Shen Jianian was speechless, he seemed to have misunderstood.

Seeing that she was no longer silent, Fu Jichen thought that he had guessed her thoughts, and the corners of his lips raised slightly and a smile: "It's not early, go to bed." ”

Shen Jianian stood still, obviously unable to pass the hurdle in his heart.

Lying in the same bed with an unfamiliar person of the opposite sex, doing what should be done between lovers, and having to endure moral condemnation, endure the chaotic relationship around him, it's just tormenting.

However, this path was chosen by herself, once she stepped on it, there was no possibility of turning back, no matter how hard it was, she had to grit her teeth and go on, didn't it?

When Shen Jianian was about to compromise, Fu Jichen had already picked her up and threw her on the bed like a sack. The mattress was thick and soft, and there was no obvious pain when it fell on it.

The position next to him collapsed slightly, it was Fu Jichen who lay down, the room fell into darkness, the curtains were closed, and the street lights outside could not shine in.

Shen Jianian lay upright, stiff into wood, waiting for the coming storm.

However, after waiting for a long time, Fu Jichen didn't do anything, just lay down beside her calmly, a fist's distance between him and her, it was really like what he just said - it's not early, sleep.

Even if he simply slept under the quilt, Shen Jiannian couldn't sleep peacefully, this person's sense of existence was too strong to ignore. She felt like she was sleeping next to a lion, afraid that a casual move would anger him.

Shen Jiannian thought about it a lot, but he didn't notice that his breathing was disordered, and Fu Jichen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he whispered softly in the middle of the night: "Can't sleep?" ”

Shen Jianian breathed tightly, and subconsciously replied, "No." ”

She turned her back to him, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, she couldn't sleep, she simply asked the doubts that had been hidden in her heart: "With your identity, what kind of woman do you want, why do you have to get along with me." ”

After waiting for a while, the person behind him did not make a sound.

Just when Shen Jianian thought he wouldn't answer, he sneered coldly: "Ho, do you think I'm having trouble with you?" ”

Shen Jianian pursed his lips and didn't mention it, he couldn't communicate with him normally.

*

After sleeping intermittently during the day, Shen Jianian was really not sleepy, especially in an unfamiliar environment, and there was still a person lying beside him.

She opened her eyes wide in the dark night, time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it took, Fu Jichen's even breathing sound came from her ears, and she seemed to be asleep.

It was almost dawn, and Shen Jiannian finally couldn't hold back and fell asleep. Probably a few hours before bedtime, she was very restless and dreaming.

Since the accident at home, she often dreams of the past, her parents are alive, they take care of her, Pei Che is by her side, and she is obedient. She is a carefree little thought, carrying a cello to the classroom to practice, wearing beautiful clothes and drinking afternoon tea with her girlfriends in her spare time, and taking pictures with a ray of sunlight through the window, so beautiful.

This time she dreamed of Pei Che again, and it was no longer beautiful.

He searched the world for her traces, and finally came to the edge of a cliff, where he accidentally stumbled and fell, and below him was an endless sea, bottomless and capable of swallowing everything. He fell into the sea and kept falling, surrounded by a suffocating dark blue, less and less oxygen.

Shen Jiannian was above him from the perspective of a bystander, she shouted heartbreakingly, but her outstretched hand couldn't catch him, she couldn't save him.

"Ache." Shen Jianian closed his eyes tightly, calling out his name in his sleep, full of fear and worry, his eyebrows unconsciously twisted, "Ah Che, Ah Che, give me ...... hand"

When she shouted for the first time, Fu Jichen woke up, opened his eyes and approached her, just to hear more clearly.

Ah Che? Or Archer? Or some other homophone.

He didn't know exactly what the word was, only that it sounded like a man's name.

At the beginning, I only investigated her identity and the reasons for the collapse of the Shen family, but I didn't pay attention to her relationship status, she has a sweetheart?

Fu Jichen turned on a wall lamp and squinted his eyes slightly, Shen Jianian was caught in a nightmare, his head was covered with beads of sweat, and his mouth kept calling the name, such a sad and painful emotion, I don't know what I dreamed of.

"Wake up." Fu Jichen patted her face and called her name, "Shen Jianian." ”

Shen Jianian grabbed his hand and woke up suddenly: "Ah Che! ”

Fu Jichen's face darkened for a moment, like the unlit sky outside, gray, gloomy, and cold: "You can see who I am." ”

He said the same thing once before. That time, Shen Jianian was injured, had a high fever in the middle of the night, and his head burned in a daze, treating him as someone else, not only scolding him for being a brute, but also slapping him. He didn't bother with her when she was sick, and now she is very sober, and she can't say anything about recognizing the wrong person.

Shen Jiannian, who had just woken up, had empty eyes, and his thoughts were still immersed in dreams, unable to connect with reality for a long time.

She seemed to see Pei Che fall off the cliff and sink to the bottom of the sea and suffocate to death.

"What did you dream about, why are you still crying?" Seeing her burst into tears, Fu Jichen sighed, restrained his expression, and his tone was not so cold.

Shen Jianian looked at him in a daze, and it didn't look like he was looking at him.

Did she cry?

Raised her hand and touched her face, it was wet, a cold touch, and she really cried.

After losing his mind for a moment, Shen Jiannian's brain consciousness gradually returned, telling himself that it was just a dream. She wiped away her tears, and her eyes gradually became clear, in the unfamiliar room, the person next to the pillow was Fu Jichen.

"Who's Ache?" Fu Jichen asked directly.

Shen Jianian turned his head away evasively and didn't answer for a long time.

Fu Jichen didn't speak, his eyes were glued to her face, implying judgment. Shen Jianian knew that Fu Jichen was waiting for her to speak, so he perfunctorily revealed: "No one." ”

"When I'm so deceived?" Fu Jichen held her face with the palm of his hand and asked her to turn her head into his eyes, "Your boyfriend, or your sweetheart?" ”

Shen Jianian flatly denied: "Neither." ”

"Since it's not—" Fu Jichen paused in his tone, leaned down and pressed his lips to the corners of her lips, his voice low and unable to distinguish emotions, "Then there is nothing to be nostalgic about." ”

The corners of Shen Jianian's mouth ached, and he twisted his eyebrows and pushed him. Fu Jichen stood still like a mountain, her lips were sealed, and she made a futile "woo" protest.