Seeing that group of people who were originally arrogant, they were finally taken away by the police in silence, Wen Ruan rubbed his chin, and suddenly realized a truth——
It turns out that if I have money, I can solve so many things quickly!
"Wen Ruan."
Fu Zhihuan stood one meter away, took a step closer to her, and said softly, "I'll take you back."
A subconscious word "good" subconsciously uttered, but Wen Ruan quickly stopped before he uttered a single syllable.
so close.
I was almost led astray by this man.
Although he was indeed doing himself a favor just now, but one size counts for one size, and the previous things cannot be written off.
Wen Ruan raised his head and glanced at Fu Zhihuan who was not far away, then pursed his lower lip, turned around without saying a word, walked a few steps forward, and said indifferently, "Thank you, Second Young Master Fu, but No need, I can go back by myself."
After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, the sound of hurried trotting suddenly came from not far away.
It was Xu Zeming who had just been taken away by the police for questioning.
His hair was a little wet, and his chest heaved slightly due to the sprint.
Seeing that Wen Ruan was about to leave, he quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist lightly: "Wait a minute..."
Wen Ruan froze for a moment, turned around, glanced at Xu Zeming, and subconsciously wanted to pull away.
Fu Zhihuan was originally leaning against the wall. Seeing this scene, he half-closed his eyes, straightened up, and shouted, "Hey."
Both Wen Ruan and Xu Zeming turned their heads in unison.
Fu Zhihuan lifted his chin towards Xu Zeming's hand, and lowered his voice very low, with imperceptible irritability in his tone, and even his eyes darkened: "Release."
But Xu Zeming didn't move.
Although he looked like he was only in his early twenties, he looked extremely stubborn. When he heard this, he just pursed his lips tightly. Although he was a little shorter than Fu Zhihuan, he looked back without fear.
The atmosphere between the two people's sights seemed to turn cold in an instant.
Fu Zhihuan laughed softly, took a step forward, and repeated softly: "Kid, let go of your hands."
"Fuck off."
But at this moment, Wen Ruan came to his senses and interrupted neatly.
She held down Xu Zeming's arm, then raised her chin towards Fu Zhihuan, her tone as if she had swallowed it: "Why should you let go, you have to hold it."
By the way, he turned his head to look at Xu Zeming, and said as if commanding by raising the volume: "Hold it! Don't let go!"
Xu Zeming: "..."
Fu Zhihuan: "..."
Wen Ruan was very angry.
What a joke, why did Fu Zhihuan let go when he said let go.
Is his wrist his private property
Suddenly, what was originally a battle between two men turned into a battlefield between Wen Ruan and Fu Zhihuan.
Wen Ruan looked angrily at Fu Zhihuan in front of him, with one hand on his hip, as if he wanted to fight him to the end.
But Fu Zhihuan couldn't help but laugh, his eyes fell on Wen Ruan, although he was completely helpless, but there seemed to be some inexplicable indulgence.
"..."
Xu Zeming was silent for a while, glanced at the two people in front of him, and finally opened his mouth to break the atmosphere.
He raised his eyes, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and said two words lightly: "Name."
Wen Ruan froze for a moment: "Huh?"
Xu Zeming said word by word: "I want to know your name and contact information."
Wen Ruan was silent for a while.
Although I have been asked for contact information by many people since I was a child, but the first time I was asked by a boy who looked four or five years younger than me.
And this boy still looks so dull, asking for contact information is as serious as taking an oath.
Wen Ruan didn't like to give people her own contact information, so she twitched the corners of her lips, and was about to refuse: "No need..."
But before she finished a sentence, she caught it keenly from the corner of her eye, Fu Zhihuan frowned, and moved a little bit, looking a little unhappy.
He seemed to care about it very much.
So Wen Ruan took out his mobile phone neatly, clicked on the WeChat QR code and handed it to the boy: "Wen Ruan, the temperature is Wen, the one with a yuan next to the ear, by the way, do you still want my QQ and INS?" And Taobao ID, Alipay account can also be given to you if you want, we can chat on the transfer interface.”
Fu Zhihuan: "..."
Xu Zeming nodded and wrote down the notes seriously.
But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and then a person in a police uniform was faintly visible: "Where did that boy go just now? Why can't you even look at him?"
Wen Ruan frowned: "Did you sneak out?"
Xu Zeming didn't speak, just drooped his eyelids, and said after a long time: "Because I'm afraid that if I don't come to you, I will never see you again."
Fu Zhihuan's eyes became darker, he turned his head, and met Xu Zeming's childish but unyielding eyes.
It seems to be deliberately provocative.
But Wen Ruan stopped for a moment.
Did a little boy talk to me just now
"Hello."
Fu Zhihuan pulled the corner of his lower lip, then bent down, raised his eyes, and the dark eyes locked onto Xu Zeming's. He laughed lowly, although there was a little smile in his tone, but there seemed to be an inexplicable coercion: "My brother also helped you, why didn't you ask my brother for his contact information."
Xu Zeming looked quite calm: "Are you her boyfriend?"
Fu Zhihuan's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't speak.
But Xu Zeming understood: "If not, then we should compete fairly."
Fu Zhihuan: "You won't have a chance."
Wen Ruan was confused.
Xu Zeming looked back at the policeman, then turned around and took a step back: "Then, I'll go first."
Fu Zhihuan: "You go quickly."
Xu Zeming didn't speak, just took a few steps forward, then turned around abruptly, looked at Wen Ruan behind him, and said, "Sister."
Wen Ruan: "Huh?"
Xu Zeming said very seriously: "I will come to you."
Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, he saw the boy in front of him turn around and disappear from sight.
However, Fu Zhihuan commented in a very inappropriate way: "Beware of contact with strangers, and pay attention to travel safely in the future."
Wen Ruan's sudden words were suffocated by him, and he was filled with emotions at first, but he felt that the boy's liking was really sincere.
Now he was splashed clean with a bucket of cold water by the person next to him.
Wen Ruan gritted her teeth, gave him a hard look, then turned around, and walked towards the exit without saying a word.
Fu Zhihuan frowned slightly, but didn't speak, but just walked quietly and followed behind her.
The footsteps sounded one after the other, unevenly.
Wen Ruan originally pretended not to hear, bit her lip and quickened her pace.
But it wasn't until the sound of footsteps sounded behind her that she couldn't bear to stop and turned around: "Fu Zhihuan, what are you going to do? There is no end!"
Fu Zhihuan let out a soft "ah", then lowered his eyes as if he was thinking about something, and after a long time, he raised his eyelashes, with a smile in his tone, but it sounded extremely serious: "I thought I was obvious enough."
"Obviously what?"
"I'm not—"
His eyebrows twitched, his words sounded foolish, but when he got to the point, he deliberately lowered his voice, without the slightest joke: "I'm chasing you."
This light sentence suddenly blocked Wen Ruan's long reprimand that he had prepared in his heart.
With a sting in her heart, she pursed her lips tightly. Looking at Fu Zhihuan in front of her, she suddenly felt mixed feelings in her heart.
If I heard this sentence a few days earlier, I would be very, very happy, and would want to be with him desperately.
But now, Wen Ruan only felt a tightness in her chest.
She was silent for a long time, her eyes fixed on the man in front of her. After a long time, she said in a cold voice: "Are you sick?"
After saying this, Wen Ruan suddenly felt a little regretful, but it was more of a pain in the throat.
When she was finally ready to give up this love that would always make her sad, the other party jumped out again to stir up the emotions she was trying to forget, and made her start thinking about it again.
unacceptable.
Why is this person always like this.
Wen Ruan took a deep breath, turned around and left.
However, after walking a few steps, just when she felt that Fu Zhihuan would not follow after she said such a heavy word, she suddenly heard the familiar footsteps coming from behind her very clearly.
The tip of Wen Ruan's nose suddenly turned astringent, she stopped again, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, her eye sockets were slightly red.
She turned her head and raised her voice: "Fu Lu, what do you mean?"
Fu Zhihuan raised his eyelids, his eyelashes were as long as feathers, and the roots were more distinct under the light, and no emotion could be seen in his long and narrow eyes.
He just looked at Wen Ruan without saying a word, with warm lights behind him, his expression seemed as cold as ever, but with some unreadable warmth.
After a long time, Fu Zhihuan said, "I didn't lie."
Wen Ruan bit her lower lip, trying to make her voice sound calmer: "So, we have divorced."
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and laughed lowly, but there was no trace of a smile in that voice. He nodded, and his voice sounded a little lonely: "Yes, you have divorced."
Wen Ruan subconsciously gathered her ten fingers and clenched her fists.
Fu Zhihuan looked at her very seriously, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke: "But I don't want to part with it."
One sentence, but it made Wen Ruan's heart flutter like raindrops.
She lowered her head, and even her breathing seemed to tremble a little.
The originally calm mood was suddenly crushed by this sentence, and then it spread completely.
"Reluctant?"
Wen Ruan laughed, and a tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eye: "Fu Lu, when I was engaged, no one asked me if I wanted to."
"I refused many times, and I finally convinced myself to attend the engagement banquet, but you didn't come. Everyone felt that I was shamelessly occupying the engagement and coercing you to be with me."
"At that time, I didn't think it mattered if you didn't want to. Then I was ready to give up, and even fell out with my family and came to Jiangcheng because of this matter."
"But you clearly knew how much I liked you at that time, and you also knew what my identity was. Since you don't want to be with me, why do you want to watch me act like a fool in front of you."
Wen Ruan took a deep breath. Although she wanted to control her emotions, she couldn't help the tears falling drop by drop. She reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice choked with sobs: "Do you really like me? Yes Like picking up a small animal, can you have some fun for yourself?"
Fu Zhihuan looked at Wen Ruan's appearance, his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, and his internal organs were aching.
Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Wen Ruan..."
"do not talk."
Wen Ruan took a step back and interrupted: "What I want is not a word of love, nor a confession, but a lover who can trust me and want to tell me everything without reservation."
"And Fu Zhihuan, you are not."
The author has something to say: I'm really sorry.
My family lives in Wuhan, and because of the impact of the epidemic that everyone knows, my mentality is really bad these days.
Then, in addition to the accidental news of the death of a relative the night before, it is unavoidable to continue to go out under the high-pressure state these days, because it is not a simple matter of visiting relatives. There was only one immediate family member of that relative in Wuhan, and he was still very old. He originally planned to take him home for burial, but they voluntarily gave up going home because of the special situation in Wuhan.
So these days, my parents have been rushing back and forth between the two families. I am really worried, and I have been unable to concentrate on coding.
The mood is really bad these days, but I will definitely adjust as soon as possible, and try to continue to maintain daily updates in the future.
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