She said awkwardly, "I've never been in a relationship in my life, but I'm getting married to you for no reason. Isn't that a pity? Besides... after so many years, everything can change. Who knows what you think of me now? What if... what if after getting along with each other, you are disappointed with me now, what should I do?"
Fu Yichen was more worried that she would be disappointed in him.
However, marriage is something that cannot be rushed. He also wanted to enjoy the feeling of being in love. Moreover, his last marriage had not ended yet, and it would be unfair to her to start talking about marriage now.
While he was considering, Chi Weiyang got up from his legs.
Looking around, this house that she hadn't lived in for so many years was now spotlessly clean after being tidied up. In a trance, it seemed to be the familiar room in her memory.
Thinking of what Mother Fu had just said to her, she turned around and looked at him, "Did you prepare a birthday present for me the year you left?"
This question seemed to bring up a scar from the past. A complex dark light flashed across his eyes, and he stood up, opened the cupboard, and took out the scarf from the bottom of the box.
Until now, the scarf is still wrapped in a paper bag and has never been unpacked.
It's a goose yellow scarf.
It sets off her fair skin very well.
Chi Weiyang opened it and looked at it, her fingers trembling slightly. After a while, she sniffed and asked casually, "Did you really buy it before? You didn't buy it now to scare me, did you?"
Fu Yichen took out the scarf and slowly put it around her neck. He took a few steps back and looked at her seriously. As he looked at her, his eyes became deeper, a little sad, and full of love.
Originally, these should have been given to her a long time ago.
Chi Weiyang felt uncomfortable under his gaze, her face slightly red, she pretended not to feel it and walked to the mirror. She looked at herself, her eyes sparkling. She held up the scarf and buried half of her face in it. The scarf had the smell of that long-ago era and the pungent smell of sanitary pills, but she seemed not to notice it at all, only feeling the belated warmth.
After a while, she finally suppressed the emotion in her eyes, pouted her lips, and said in a disdainful manner: "It seems too late to surround her now."
Fu Yichen looked at her infatuatedly. When he heard her words, the corners of his lips curved and he said lovingly, "I'll buy another one when we get back to Kyoto."
"No, I want this one."
"Don't you think it's outdated?"
“… I like this color.”
"Okay, I'll pick one in the same color as this one then."
Chi Weiyang glanced at him, as if she thought he was stupid, and ignored him. Fu Yichen smiled, looking at her helplessly and dotingly, ruffling her hair, just like he spoiled her when she was a child, "As long as you like it. I've always been worried that you don't like it."
She muttered awkwardly: "Who likes it? It's too late to like it after so many years..."
Fu Yichen did not say anything more, but just sat on the desk and looked at her intently. She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself from left to right, unable to let go.
As he watched, he couldn't help laughing.
Over the years, he had never felt so at ease as he did today. He felt a sense of surprise as if the most important thing in his life had suddenly been lost and found again. He felt dazed and a little panicked, afraid that when he opened his eyes, all this would be just a dream.
Just as he was daydreaming, she suddenly turned around and walked in front of him, opening her palms to him.
He raised an eyebrow in confusion and grabbed her hand.
Chi Weiyang pushed his hand away and then opened his palm, "Give me the thing."
"what?"
"The things I threw away last time, and you picked them up again."
Fu Yichen understood what she meant and looked at her with a half-smile, "Didn't you tell me that thing has no meaning to you, it's garbage?"
Chi Weiyang was driven crazy by his smile and words. It was obvious that he was teasing her.
She raised her hand and slapped his palm, "Give it back to me!"
He took her hand in his palm, and his thumb unconsciously rubbed the back of her hand gently, "I can give it back to you, but you have to promise me too."
"Promise you what?"
"Don't throw it away again."
Chi Weiyang raised his eyebrows, "That's not certain, if you make me angry one day, I might throw it away again."
Fu Yichen simply couldn't do anything with her. He pinched the tip of her nose with his fingers, then took out the small pocket watch with the photo on it from his pocket.
But this time, two were taken out.
Chi Weiyang was a little surprised, and looked at him with some emotion, "Yours is still there?"
“I always have it with me.”
Chi Weiyang opened one of them and found her own photo inside. It was the same photo from before, but it had faded a little over time. With all kinds of unspeakable emotions in her heart, she took the other one, hung it around her neck, and stuffed it into her sweater.
Fu Yichen smiled charmingly and took the other one away.
He took her hand, and gently played with her fingers with his thumb, stroking them passionately. The two of them did not speak for a long time, as if they were enjoying this moment of closeness.
A closeness that is many, many years late...
"Actually, I thought you would really study medicine. But fortunately, you are not as willful as I thought." Fu Yichen spoke first, with a deeper smile in his eyes, "Your hands are not suitable for holding a scalpel."
"Don't look down on me." Chi Weiyang pouted, "I don't study medicine because I don't like it. I hate you, so naturally I hate what you like too."
He laughed and stared at her deeply, "What now?"
The voice was low and hoarse, and the few simple words had an indescribable temptation. Chi Weiyang's heart was beating violently, this look was too tempting, it was hard for people to say the word "hate" to it.
However, she finally remained sober and was not confused by him. She just squeezed his hand and snorted, "Don't think I won't be angry with you just because you said it was a fake marriage! A fake marriage is still a marriage with someone! Lawyer Su is right. If you really... really..."
At this point, she was a little stuck.
He looked at her with interest with a smile in his eyes, "Really? Why don't you continue?"
This guy just wants to see her embarrassed!
Chi Weiyang simply rushed out and glared at him, "If you really like me, how could you marry someone so easily! Also, what have you done in the past few years? Even if you killed someone or set a fire, you don't have to completely stop contacting me, right?"
She seemed to be getting angrier and angrier as she spoke, and poked his chest with her finger in anger, "You have no conscience! You must have made a new girlfriend, and you're afraid that I'll still be pestering you, so you don't dare to contact me, right?"
When I thought of this possibility, I felt a sour feeling in my heart.