The rain showed no sign of stopping, but it was getting heavier and heavier.
The smell of rain and mud permeated the air, and the channel was located at the air outlet. Did the biting night wind mix with a few drops of water, blowing on Wen Ruan's face head-on.
She let out a soft "hiss", gritted her teeth from the cold, then folded her arms and moved aside, deliberately keeping a safe distance from Fu Zhihuan.
Although the incident just now turned the page in silence, it did not reduce the embarrassment in the air at all.
Fu Zhihuan patted the water droplets on his body, raised his eyes and asked, "Did you get a taxi?"
Wen Ruan was upset, and his tone was as if he had been shot: "Otherwise, what am I doing here, to enjoy the rain with you?"
Fu Zhihuan laughed dumbly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw in the distance that a mother was rushing towards the aisle with her child in her arms. The legs of her trousers were all water-stained, and strands of hair were sticking to her cheeks.
"Hey, I finally found a place to hide from the rain, baby girl, now stand by the side for a while, and mom will wipe the water for you."
The mother put down the little girl who was about four or five years old in her arms, her chest was still heaving violently, and she seemed to have not recovered from the running just now.
The little girl nodded her head obediently, raised her little face, and held a small windmill that she bought on the side of the road in her hand. When the wind blew, the windmill whirled.
The mother frowned, and searched all the pockets all over her body, but couldn't find a napkin, so she could only hold the cuffs with her palms and wipe the child's face: "Wait a minute, Dad will come to pick you up later." .”
"Auntie, I have tissues here."
Seeing this, Wen Ruan hurriedly took out a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it over: "Use this to wipe."
"thanks, thanks."
The middle-aged woman quickly thanked her, took out a piece of paper, and wiped the little girl's face earnestly: "Ninny, hurry up and thank you sister."
The little girl turned her head, she looked timid, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, sister."
The little milk voice is so cute.
Wen Ruan was so moved that tears streamed down her face, feeling that her heart that was hurt by Fu Zhihuan today was finally healed.
She knelt down and couldn't help but want to touch the little Douding's head.
But the little girl held back her mouth and burrowed into her mother's arms.
The woman looked a little embarrassed: "Sorry, she's a little shy."
"It's okay." Wen Ruan laughed, her face was full of indifference: "This is very good."
As soon as the words fell, a "pop" sound was heard.
The windmill in the little girl's hand fell to the ground, and she immediately straightened up from her mother's arms aggrieved, trying to reach out to pick it up.
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes, bent down to pick up the windmill, squatted in front of the little girl, and handed it over: "Here."
The little girl was stunned for a moment, staring at Fu Zhihuan with her round eyes without blinking. After a long time, she frowned and smiled, reached out to take the windmill, and then sweetly shouted: "Thank you brother!"
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his short arms and made a hugging gesture, coquettishly wanting to be hugged by Fu Zhihuan.
Wen Ruan: "...?"
Why are you not afraid of life now
This little girl actually has two faces.
The little girl's mother also looked a little embarrassed, so she coughed and tried to ease the atmosphere: "You two are boyfriend and girlfriend, right? They look really good for each other."
The new and old hatreds were superimposed, Wen Ruan gritted his teeth and looked at the face in front of him that would never let go of a little girl, and his voice was a little angry: "No! I don't know him well! Who knows him! No match! No match at all!"
This string of denials made the woman stunned for a while.
It took a long time before she realized it, then shook her head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't be angry with your boyfriend, the young man is so handsome, he looks much more reliable than my button. And how can a couple not quarrel? Just don't hurt your relationship."
Wen Ruan: "No...he and I are not lovers."
Fu Zhihuan rubbed the little girl's head, then stood up, and added softly: "Not for now."
Wen Ruan gritted her teeth: "What did you say?"
Fu Zhihuan shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and said with a bit of carelessness in his tone: "I'm more serious."
"..."
Wen Ruan suddenly sensed something was wrong.
Why do you feel that this conversation is a bit familiar.
The little girl was still acting coquettishly around Fu Zhihuan, holding up the windmill in her hand: "Look! Brother! Windmill! Look!"
Fu Zhihuan was helpless, stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, then knelt down to agree with him, with a half-coaxing compromise in his tone: "Yes, I see."
Seeing the incomparably harmonious one big and one small, Wen Ruan almost ran away from the passage in anger. She looked at the beckoning face in front of her with hatred, and scolded Fu Zhihuan seven or eight times. .
It really is a male vixen!
At this moment, the girl's mother glanced across the road, suddenly shouted out of joy, and waved: "Hey! Lao Jin! We are here!"
Then, there was a middle-aged man with a large figure, holding a black umbrella, and rushed over in a hurry.
Judging by the hasty appearance, it is likely that he is the husband of this woman.
"I found you guys. It's raining so hard, are you getting wet?"
"It's okay, let's find a place to hide from the rain."
"Where's the girl?"
"Here, here it is. Look at her, she is clinging to others again. Lao Jin, you have to educate your daughter well later, and see how good she is."
Although the wife said so, her face was full of sweetness. She turned around to look away from her husband, and shouted: "Daughter, Dad is here."
The husband rubbed his hands cheerfully, and looked in the direction of his daughter: "Baby, do you want to..."
Before finishing a sentence, he suddenly stopped.
As soon as Fu Zhihuan heard this man's voice, he stopped what he was doing, half-closed his eyes, and looked in the direction of her husband.
At this moment, the eyes of the two collided, and the atmosphere seemed to become quiet at this moment. Even the noisy rain outside seemed to be silenced.
That was a face that Fu Zhihuan would never forget in his life.
Kim Chen Hyuk.
The only breakthrough in the case of Fu Yuqing's murder.
Jin Chenhe obviously recognized Fu Zhihuan, his whole body seemed to be frozen, his pupils shrank, and there was a brief moment of panic in them.
"..."
The atmosphere is weird.
Fu Zhihuan stared at the man in front of him with a pair of pitch-black eyes. He pursed his thin lips lightly. He didn't seem to have much expression, but his whole body exuded such a repressed aura that everyone present couldn't help it. silence.
what happened
Wen Ruan didn't understand the situation in front of him.
Do these two know each other
Just when she thought that the surroundings would remain so quiet forever, a sudden roar from her throat broke everything.
"What the hell is going on with you? Stay away from my family!"
There were blue veins on Jin Chenhe's forehead. He pulled his daughter, and then pressed Fu Zhihuan's shoulder with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other hand, hitting his abdomen vigorously.
The wife didn't react, and while covering the child's eyes, she yelled, "Jin Chenhe! What are you doing!"
Wen Ruan paused for half a second, then quickly stepped forward, ready to stop the man's movement.
"Snapped-"
However, before she could make a move, she saw Fu Zhihuan holding down the hand on her shoulder, and then counteracting the fist that hit her abdomen with great precision.
Jin Chenhe was flustered, but he still insisted and said: "What the hell are you going to do? If you dare to trouble my family, I will let you—cough!"
Before listening to the person's words, Fu Zhihuan pressed his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, he turned around neatly, moved his hands upwards, grabbed Jin Chenhe's neck, and pushed him heavily against the wall superior.
The wife's heart fluttered, and her voice was raised several degrees: "Stop beating!"
Wen Ruan was stunned.
It was rare for her to see Fu Zhihuan look like this.
He has always been calm and rational, even when he rescued Xu Zeming just now, he still looked calm, neither arrogant nor impatient, and he was not at all annoyed.
But at this moment, it is different from before.
Fu Zhihuan's eye sockets were a little red, and the red blood was clearly visible.
It was as if the calm body had been smashed by an axe, and countless hostility and unstoppable rage burst out from it, making people feel coercive.
What's even more frightening is that Fu Zhihuan's hand clasping the man's neck still tends to tighten.
Seeing that something was wrong, Wen Ruan quickly grabbed Fu Zhihuan's arm, and put it directly in front of him: "Fu Zhihuan!"
Fu Zhihuan didn't move.
Wen Ruan raised his voice: "Fu Zhihuan!"
Finally, these words seemed to suddenly pluck a certain string in Fu Zhihuan's head, his eyelashes moved slightly, and there seemed to be a faint light in the pair of eyes that were so dark and terrifying just now.
He drooped his eyelids, was silent for a while, and then let go without saying a word.
"boom."
Jin Chenhe's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground leaning against the wall, coughing like he was dying.
The wife hurried forward, checking whether the person was injured as if asking for warmth.
Fu Zhihuan didn't move, just stood in front of him calmly, although he didn't say a word, it still made people sweat involuntarily.
Finally, Jin Chenhe took a breath. He touched his neck, gritted his teeth and blushed: "I tell you, I don't know anything about what happened twenty years ago! You fucking pester me again." Family, I just..."
"What?"
Fu Zhihuan moved his wrist, pulled the corners of his lips, knelt down and looked up at the little girl who was frightened and hid back. Although there was a slight smile in his tone, it didn't come from the bottom of his heart: "Mr. Jin, long time no see, So this is your daughter?"
The half-smile tone made Jin Chenhe's whole body start to tremble. He pushed his wife away to help him, and stepped forward aggressively to grab Fu Zhihuan's collar.
"Snapped"
Wen Ruan on the side frowned, and quickly grasped Jin Chenhe's arm, her brows slightly raised, and her tone was a bit cold: "Although I don't know what your relationship is, but you do this again and again. Don't blame me for being unreasonable if you provoke me again and again."
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
The wife hurriedly pulled the child back, and said, "Old Jin, they and I happened to meet here to hide from the rain. Why are you acting like this? Are you hiding something from me and getting into trouble again?"
When Jin Chenhe heard this, his back stiffened, and he withdrew his hand resentfully, but his eyes were still fixed on Fu Zhihuan.
No one answered.
The wife was even more anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward with a dry smile and coaxed: "Sir, my husband had a bad temper when he was young, and he did cause a lot of trouble. Now he has stopped doing bad things. If he offended you before, don't Take it to heart. Now the two of us just want to live a good life, I will keep an eye on him and won't let him go out to mess around again. "
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes.
The last time I saw Jin Chenhyuk was five years ago.
At that time, he still looked like a street gangster, shirtless, with inconspicuous tattoos on his body, and he would fight with people at every turn.
But now, his body is much thinner, and he doesn't look like a ruffian. He also has a beard, and he really looks like a standard father and husband.
It seems that he is really ready to live a good life.
Fu Zhihuan glanced around his eyes from the corner of his eye.
The little girl moved back tremblingly, looking nervously at the person in front of her.
"..."
Fu Zhihuan drooped his eyelids. After a long time, he laughed softly, reached out and rubbed the little girl's head lightly, then stood up, took a step forward, walked up to Jin Chenhe, and lowered his voice: "Go back, Mr. Jin, It's raining heavily tonight, don't let the children catch cold."
Jin Chenhe clenched his fists tightly. Hearing this, he gave Fu Zhihuan a weird look, then bit his lower lip, picked up the child without saying a word, handed the umbrella to his wife, and stepped into the rain. middle.
A family of three hid under a big umbrella and drifted away.
Wen Ruan watched them leave, then frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then turned around; "What's going on? You're not like this usually, is that man..."
Who knew that when he turned his head, he froze, all words stopped in his throat and he couldn't speak.
Fu Zhihuan looked very painful.
He stretched out his hands to cover his abdomen tightly, tightened his fingers, and propped one hand against the wall, because the meridians on the back of the hand were clearly visible due to too much force. There was cold sweat oozing from his forehead, dripping on the ground, and even his lips were slightly pale.
"…What’s wrong with you?"
Seeing him like this, Wen Ruan immediately put aside the anger in his heart just now, and stepped forward to help him in three steps at a time.
Fu Zhihuan raised his eyelids, and the red blood in his eyes was clearly discernible.
It seems that the backs of the family of three are gradually condensed into a point in the rain.
So many years of time, it turned out to be just a moment.
Tortured myself for so long.
He still left nothing for Fu Yuqing.
Didn't do anything either.
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