It was past noon, and the sun was tilting to the west.

This western restaurant pays attention to the atmosphere of dark tones, and when the daylight is not so strong, the private room looks a little dark.

The lights were turned on, and the faint warm yellow light was wrapped in the linen lampshade, which was still not very bright, and each other's faces seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and their expressions were not real.

Fu Jichen became addicted to smoking, shook out one from the cigarette case, in order not to trigger the smoke alarm, he could only hold back, his fingers pinched the filter of the cigarette and turned, and his voice was very low: "Are you because of what Miss Xu Jiaer said?" I said I wouldn't marry her sister. ”

Shen Jianian smiled softly, shook his head and said, "No." ”

Who he will marry in the future is not something she can control, after all, that person will not be her.

Fu Jichen's eyes were full of confusion when he looked at her, wasn't he good enough for her? Why did you want to leave him?

Shen Jianian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were dense, like butterfly wings, his fingers pulled the white napkin on his legs, and said: "When I learned that Ah Che had an accident, I began to waver, and I had the idea of retreating. On the day of his funeral, I saw that his mother was worse than dead, and I felt very sad. Then I went to the cemetery to see my parents who were buried there, and my parents were only my child, and they poured all their love into me, and I thought, if they were still there, they would not want to see me live in hatred for the rest of my life. One of the things they said to me most often when they were alive was that Xiao Nian should grow up happily. ”

Shen Jianian raised his head and pulled the corners of his lips: "I want to make my life simple and happy, revenge is too heavy." ”

"Aren't you happy with me?" Fu Jichen's expression was gloomy, and his jawline was very tight, which was a little scary in the dim and unknown light.

Shen Jianian did not answer.

Isn't she happy by his side?

She couldn't deceive herself, she asked herself, it was he who dragged her out of the quagmire that didn't see the light of day, if it weren't for him, she would have become Qin Zhongtian's plaything, and she couldn't imagine how she would be treated.

No matter what his purpose was, whether he had true feelings or not, at least he was really good to her, buying her beautiful dresses, brilliant jewelry, and expensive cellos, even better than the days when she was the eldest lady of the Shen family in the past.

Fu Jichen's eyes locked on her, and he didn't ignore her address to Pei Che in those words, she called him "Ah Che".

She really still can't forget Pei Che.

Pei Che is dead, and her heart is also dead, so you have to draw a line with him, right?

The words she is telling him now were not brewed on the day Pei Che died.

"What if I don't agree?" Fu Jichen crushed the cigarette between his fingers, and finally lost his demeanor, and his eyes were swelling with sorrow, "Did I tell you - this transaction was started by you, but you can't decide when it will end." ”

He did say this once, when Pei Che went to Yicheng to find her.

Shen Jianian let go of the crumpled napkin, the previous words consumed all her strength, her brain became more and more dizzy, and she couldn't find a word of argument.

Silence crept through the box.

Shen Jianian lay on the edge of the table, burying his whole face in the crook of his arm, for a long time, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Then what do you want me to do?" ”

Fu Jichen leaned back in the chair, his eyes fell on the top of her head, the coldness and anger in his eyes slowly receded, and he only said, "Stay by my side." ”

Shen Jianian didn't give any reaction to his words.

Fu Jichen had enough patience to wait for her answer, and when the waiter came to clean up the plate, he waved someone out and continued to wait silently.

There is a great posture of waiting for the old days of the wasteland.

He looked at his watch, a quarter of an hour had passed, and he pulled Shen Jianian's arm to pull the person over, and she fell softly into his arms with the force. He realized that she had fallen asleep at some point, and the lines on the sleeves of her shirt were reflected on her flushed cheeks.

Fu Jichen's face was a little dark, but he was helpless.

*

After Xu Jingyi finished eating with her friends, she took some beautiful photos of each other and uploaded them to her personal social networking site, and then they were ready to go shopping in the mall.

As soon as she walked out of the box, a girl next to Xu Jingyi pushed her elbow and said in a low voice, "Jingyi, look, your brother-in-law." ”

Xu Jingyi originally lowered her head and rummaged through the contents of the bag, but when she heard the words, she raised her eyes and looked ahead.

A few steps away, the tall man hugged a girl horizontally, and the moonlight from the ceiling lamp in the corridor fell on his broad and structured shoulders, lining people with a sense of calm and security.

In the words of the Internet, it is "boyfriend power".

Xu Jingyi took a breath secretly, and couldn't help but speed up her pace to keep up, from the perspective of the side and back, you could see Fu Jichen's infinitely tender eyes when he lowered his eyes to look at the girl, as well as his careful movements.

She couldn't convince herself that that was the way to treat an insignificant person.

Obviously, Fu Jichen is very interested in that girl.

And what about her sister?

Not long after Fu Jichen walked out of the box, he noticed that someone was following him, and he didn't bother to care, so he strode out.

Out of the revolving glass door, the parking attendant drove the car to him, got out of the car, and helped open the passenger door.

Fu Jichen bent down and stuffed the drunk Shen Jiannian into it, and pulled the seat belt buckle.

The parking attendant handed over the car keys with both hands.

Fu Jichen took the car key and sat in the cab, started the car and drove away, returning to Yunding Palace.

When he got out of the car, he was still holding Shen Jiannian, but fortunately, Cheng Jin heard the movement and came over to open the door in advance, saving him the trouble of freeing his hands.

Cheng Jin saw that Shen Jianian in his arms was in a comatose state, his face was not normal, he thought he was sick, and said in a worried tone: "Jianian, is she okay?" ”

"Drunk." Fu Jichen entered the house, kicked off his leather shoes with his feet, and changed them into indoor slippers.

Cheng Jin paused, a little crying and laughing, and said in a soft voice: "Do you need me to cook a bowl of decanting soup?" ”

"She doesn't drink much, just get some sleep." Fu Jichen glanced at the person who was sleeping in the crook of his arm, and his tone was light.

With Shen Jianian's current appearance, she couldn't drink the sobering soup after cooking.

Cheng Jin hurriedly went over to help press the door button of the elevator, and when Fu Jichen walked in with someone in his arms, she helped press the button on the third floor and came out before the elevator door closed.

Fu Jichen entered Shen Jianian's room, let go of his hand and threw the person on the bed.

Even with the soft and thick futon, Shen Jianian was still awakened, opened her eyes, looked around in confusion, it was a familiar room, and relaxed a little.

Suddenly, a dark shadow pressed in front of her eyes, and her eyelids trembled.

Fu Jichen was still obsessed with the words that did not get a response in the restaurant box, and asked her again: "You say, do you want to leave me?" ”

The alcohol was dispersed in the body, and Shen Jiannian's brain was far less sober than at that time, and it took a long time to understand his words, and she raised her two arms around the man's neck.

The short thick black hair on the back of his head was tied in her palms, itching and tingling.

Shen Jianian shook his head vigorously, only to feel that there was a mess of paste in his head, and the more he shook it, the more confused he became.

Fu Jichen refused to let her go easily: "What do you mean by shaking your head, I want to hear you say it yourself." ”

Shen Jianian wanted to speak, but her heart was insufficient, she was like a fish floating on the shore, she could only breathe when she opened her mouth, and she could not organize words.

The hand around his neck slid limply down and landed on the quilt, her eyes blinking slowly, as if she was so sleepy that she couldn't sleep.

Fu Jichen couldn't wait for the answer he wanted, his heart sank, and he lowered his head while holding the back of her neck with his big palm, and pressed his thin lips against her pink lips.

Perhaps it was too familiar with his kiss, Shen Jianian would subconsciously respond even if his brain was not clear.

Her initiative stirred a certain nerve in the man, and she originally just wanted to taste it, but now it was completely out of control. Fu Jichen's other hand clasped her slender waist, almost crushing her in the palm of his hand.

The hot smell spreads from all around the bed, and the room heats up.

Shen Jiannian was dizzy, feeling that his body was falling, and it would never fall into place. It was a thrilling and insecure feeling, so I could only cling to the only driftwood I could hold in my hand.