Tang Sihuai's words are not without reason.
How much Nie Changhuan valued the matter of going to school, he hesitated at this moment.
The more she hesitated, the more Tang Sihuai had the chance to win. Although he also knew that he was mean, it was harmless.
"Huanhuan, promise me, okay?" Tang Sihuai said again, carefully and tenderly.
Nie Changhuan avoided his ardent gaze, stopped talking a few more times, and finally nodded: "I promise you, but..."
"Promise what?" The door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and a deep male voice sounded at the same time.
The person who opened the door was very angry at first sight, and the door panel banged on the door stopper with a muffled sound!
Nie Changhuan's body couldn't help but shook, and she looked up in surprise. When she saw the person coming, she immediately remembered what he said last time, so she looked away almost in the next instant and turned her face away.
Tang Sihuai frowned slightly, turning around to look at it at the same time.
Fu Xingye stood tall at the door, his handsome face full of scornful mockery.
When Fu Xingye and Chen Yanchuan were walking in, Tang Sihuai suppressed the suspicion in his heart and stood silently in front of Nie Changhuan.
He knew exactly why Fu Xingye had come, but he still had to say something with a smile: "Fu Sanshao, you are here."
Fu Xingye smiled on his face and approached step by step without replying.
Tang Sihuai felt a little guilty and short of breath, so he smiled and continued: "The last time I was at the gate of Whale City University, I forgot to congratulate Mr. Fu for his restoration of sight. I knew Mr. Fu was coming today, so I could let people arrange a seat early and take the opportunity. congratulate."
When his voice fell, Fu Xingye stopped three or four steps in front of him.
When Nie Changhuan heard his words, he looked up in shock and wanted to see Fu Xingye, but Tang Sihuai was standing in front of her, and she didn't even see a corner of Fu Xingye's clothes.
When she couldn't help but be happy about his restoration of eyesight, she heard Fu Xingye ask Tang Sihuai with a smile, "What do you want her to promise you?"
Tang Sihuai's back seemed to froze, but when he spoke again, his voice was still full of smiles: "Master Fu, this is a private matter between me and Huanhuan, so why not tell me?"
Fu Xingye sneered.
The smile on Tang Sihuai's face could no longer hold back, and his always moist eyes slowly became frosty.
Between the two men, the gunpowder was full of smoke and coercion. For a second or two, Chen Yanchuan thought that the two were about to fight, and hurriedly called out "San Shao."
Fu Xingye's eyelashes trembled and he turned his face slightly. Tang Si's fist hanging beside him slowly loosened.
Tang Sihuai suppressed the anger in his heart, thinking of Nie Changhuan standing behind him, with a smile on his face: "Master Fu, come here, go out for a drink?"
"Thanks to Young Master Tang for his kindness, I won't stay to spoil the atmosphere." Fu Xingye's lips were also dyed with a smile again, as if nothing happened just now.
But the next second, he still used that expression and tone to say lazily: "But I have to ask Young Master Tang to give in, and I have to take away."
"No!" Tang Sihuai almost immediately refused at the moment his voice fell, but he also knew that he hadn't spoken to Fu Xingye in this way, so he said, "Master Fu, you might not know when you just came here. There are a lot of things outside of me. My friends are waiting to say hello to Huanhuan. If you have something to find Huanhuan, I’m afraid it won’t work tonight."
He didn't explain what he said, but the implication was that before you came, I had already confirmed the relationship with Nie Changhuan, and everyone in the hall outside could testify. Anyway, sorry, you are late.
The faint smile on Fu Xingye’s face was because Tang Sihuai’s words were completely gone, and the dark birds in the depths of his eyes grew thicker and thicker. He remembered the words Nie Wei said in the elevator just now, and the last bit of patience was also After all wasted, he stopped talking nonsense with Tang Sihuai, and directly called Nie Changhuan by name.
Although every meeting between her and him was full of unpleasantness, at this moment he bit her name and said, her heart still beating uncontrollably, and she immediately pressed her lips and shrank behind Tang Sihuai in silence.
Her silence made Fu Xingye feel dizzy again in the darkness in front of him. He wanted to raise his hand to press his temple, but in the middle he dropped again.
He tilted his head and motioned to Chen Yanchuan who was standing on the side.
When Chen Yanchuan walked behind him without hesitation, Tang Sihuai didn't want to take a step forward and wanted to stop him, but Chen Yanchuan wore a pair of glasses and looked at the gentle and handsome, but he was actually next to Fu Xingye. The one with the best skill, without blinking his eyes, intercepted Tang Sihuai's wrist and folded slightly, Tang Sihuai's face changed in the moment of pain.
Chen Yanchuan nodded towards Tang Sihuai slightly: "Sorry, Master Tang."
Talking about him turning sideways, bypassing Tang Sihuai and looking at Nie Changhuan, he was slightly taken aback, hiding his stunning eyes, and respectfully said: "Miss Changhuan, please."
Nie Changhuan glanced at Tang Sihuai's back slightly curved with pain, stared at Chen Yanchuan speechlessly, and quickly walked around in front of Tang Sihuai.
Tang Sihuai hid the hand he had folded by Chen Yanchuan behind him. He shook his head and chuckles at Nie Changhuan, clearly sweating on his forehead, "I'm fine."
Nie Changhuan looked sour, and deliberately raised her voice to ask Tang Sihuai: "Someone is doing such wanton and recklessness at your banquet. Why don't you ask someone to drive them out? What are you doing so politely?"
An embarrassing and forbearing humiliation flashed across Tang Sihuai's face, but he looked at Nie Changhuan's distressed look for himself, and said with a wry smile: "In this Whale City, who doesn't know Fu Sanshao's acting style? But how many people really do. Dare to challenge Fu Sanshao?"
He Fu Xingye is a lonely and widowed person, and he has always been known in the circle for his lifelessness. He has a family behind Tang Sihuai and has a future, so he must choose to swallow his anger no matter how he looks.
The most important thing is that he did not really do this thing tonight.
But Nie Changhuan only saw Fu Xingye's toughness, and immediately compared him to the dudes he had seen who relied on family power to act recklessly and carelessly.
She almost hates him now, and she didn't want to say a word to him again, and immediately took Tang Sihuai's arm: "Okay, we can't afford it, let's go! I will help you out to find a doctor!"
Tang Sihuai's arm that she took the initiative to hold was stiff, and he hadn't reacted yet, and was already pulled out by Nie Changhuan.
He glanced at Fu Xingye, who was still standing on the spot. He didn't say a word, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tilt up.
Chen Yanchuan didn't dare to stop Nie Changhuan, so he could only look at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye probably never encountered such a cold reception in his entire life. He stood there with a straight face and a bitter face, as if ice scum appeared all over his body.
After hearing the footsteps of Tang Sihuai's leather shoes on the wooden floor, Fu Xingye squeezed his fist hanging beside him, moved his thin lips several times, and finally made a sound, every word seemed extremely difficult.
He said, "Stammer, don't follow him."
For Fu Xingye, who regarded pride as more important than his own life, this was already a humble beg.
He thought that this was the last compromise he made for Nie Changhuan. If she insisted on leaving with Tang Sihuai, then even if she was at the Heaton Hotel that night, it wouldn't matter what happened between her and him.
So when he finished speaking, he closed his eyes as if he had resigned himself to his fate, and he felt ashamed of himself who exposed his emotions like this.
When Nie Changhuan heard this "stutter", his nose was sour, the past rushed to his heart, and his steps followed.
Tang Sihuai's eyes tightened, and he immediately took a step forward. Nie Changhuan was taken a step forward with him, and then he came back to his senses. She lowered her eyes and took Tang Sihuai on her arm and walked forward, as if she hadn't heard anything just now.
When Tang Sihuai's footsteps sounded again and seemed to have passed him to leave, Fu Xingye's heart sank suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and based on his previous blindness experience and extraordinary hearing judgment, he suddenly turned around and caught it accurately. Nie Changhuan.
But he couldn't see it at all. Originally, he intended to clasp Nie Changhuan's wrist, but now he was holding her hand.
Her fingers were slender, and her skin was soft and smooth, and being held in the palm of her hand made him slightly stunned.
Nie Changhuan was dumbfounded, and then subconsciously wanted to break free, but the more she broke free, the tighter Fu Xingye's grip became.
Nie Changhuan was angry and anxious in her heart, and she simply pulled out the hand holding Tang Sihuai, trying to break his fingers, but no matter how hard she tried, it was futile. Fu Xingye’s fingers were like steel ropes and iron claws, and she couldn’t. Shake every minute!
Her hand hurt so much by him, she finally had to raise her head to look at him.
She stared at Fu Xingye's deep and cold eyes, and did not want to show weakness, and deliberately sneered, showing him a mocking expression.
"Fu Xingye, are you just bullying people?"
Fu Xingye was repeatedly ignored by her, and when he reached out his hand to clasp her, he was already a little bit irritated. At this moment, she heard her cynicism, and the fire in his heart burned uncontrollably.
He curled his lips, bowed his head suddenly and approached Nie Changhuan: "If you followed me obediently from the beginning, there would be nothing like this? Why, watching Tang Sihuai get hurt, your heart aches?"
"..." Nie Changhuan opened her mouth and chuckled. She didn't expect Fu Xingye to be able to say this kind of thing. She didn't want to show weakness to him at all, and immediately replied, "Yes, my heart hurts, so what to do with you Fu Xingye?! "
Tang Sihuai was stunned when he heard these words, knowing that he could not take it seriously, but at this moment, he still took it seriously. But he couldn't move at this moment, because Chen Yanchuan had already stopped in front of him. His hands were so painful that his body trembles slightly, and he can't even concentrate.
When Fu Xingye heard this, his eyes were suddenly scarlet, and his reason was on the verge of collapse. There was a bunch of more hurtful words in his stomach, but he endured it, but the force on his hands became heavier and heavier uncontrollably. Nie Changhuan's slender fingers shattered.
Nie Changhuan endured it, but it was too painful, and her tears fell uncontrollably, drop by drop.
But even if that was the case, she didn't want to bow her head to Fu Xingye, so she stared at Fu Xingye with her eyes wide open. She remembered that Tang Sihuai had said that Fu Xingye had regained his eyesight, but she didn't know that Fu Xingye was invisible at this moment.
Just when Nie Changhuan was so painful that he could no longer support it, Fu Xingye's throat rolled, but he suddenly softened his voice and said to her, "Stammer, stop making trouble, okay with me?"
This is the second time he bowed his head to her tonight.
Nie Changhuan bit his lip abruptly, trying to refute and stab him again with this sentence, but the words came to his lips and couldn't say anything.
But she's not so cheap yet, why should she follow him obediently!
When she turned her head, letting the tears fall, she choked up and said, "Fu Xingye, you let me go."
Fu Xingye didn't let go.
Nie Changhuan yanked his arm abruptly, and looked at him with a low growl, "Fu Xingye, I will let you go!"
Her voice was a bit sharp because of her anger. Fu Xingye's stabbed heart suddenly tightened. Without thinking, she pulled her into her arms and hugged her tightly.
When the breath of the man enveloped her, Nie Changhuan squeezed subconsciously, and her cheek slammed into the man's chest. She instinctively tilted her head back and looked up at the man who suddenly embraced her.
At the same time, Tang Sihuai, who was in a cold sweat, rushed forward two steps: "Fu Xingye, you let her go!"
"Young Master Tang, speak carefully!" Chen Yanchuan immediately stopped him, but Tang Sihuai refused, and Chen Yanchuan couldn't, so he had to put another force on his wrist.
Tang Sihuai screamed, almost kneeling on the ground in pain.
"Brother Sihuai!" After all, there is no deep hatred between Nie Changhuan and Tang Sihuai, because how can the estrangement caused by being deceived to withstand the impact of Tang Sihuai's tragic situation!
She pushed her hands hard on Fu Xingye's chest, and she wanted to run towards Tang Sihuai.
But Fu Xingye didn't give her a chance at all. He suddenly bent over, passed her long arms under her legs and underarms, and hugged her horizontally, then turned and walked out the door, judging the direction by the slight difference in contrast between light and dark. Into the corridor.
"Fu Xingye, let me go!" Nie Changhuan yelled, never in such a gaffe.
But Fu Xingye was firm, his face was so gloomy, he was not moved at all, his arms restrained her like steel bars, no matter how she struggled, he would not be affected at all.
Nie Changhuan was anxious, thinking that at the end of the corridor was the banquet hall where people from all walks of life in Whale City were crowded. She felt desperate and embarrassed. She slammed Fu Xingye's chest with a fist, but her mouth was sobbing and weak: "Fu Xingye, you are always like this. , Always like this! Just because I'm just a powerless woman, can you call me like this again and again? What do you think of me, what do you think of me... "
The force of the punch was not heavy, but Fu Xingye felt bored, and the fine pain spread quickly. He stopped and stopped.
Nie Changhuan immediately took this opportunity to push him violently, and he grabbed the tie on his chest and slid down to the ground, turning around to escape.
But Fu Xingye seemed to be prepared for a long time. As soon as he stretched out his long arms, he wrapped her around her waist, and with a effortless hook, he re-entered her into his arms.
Feeling humiliated, Nie Changhuan gritted his teeth and glared at him. As soon as he was short, he wanted to go straight under his arm.
But Fu Xingye could always predict in advance. When he held her two arms and lifted her up, he quickly pushed her back until he pushed her against the wall and he had long legs. Mai, the bent knee was directly caught between her straight and slender two.
He was too tall and had long legs, and Nie Changhuan was wearing a skirt. He made this action to her. Nie Changhuan seemed to be able to feel that he was being held up by his knees. There was a hum in his head, and his body responded instinctively. When tightening, she tightened her legs uncontrollably.
Fu Xingye's body suddenly stiffened. Something climbed up his knees and rushed straight to his brain. He only felt tight and couldn't think about it. He directly separated Nie Changhuan's two hands and pressed them on. On the wall, he suddenly lowered his head and buried his face on the side of Nie Changhuan's neck!
Fu Xingye only felt that there was a string in his head that was plucked and trembling, and some familiar feelings that were not remembered by the brain but were remembered by the body made him irritable, but there was no way to think of more things.
He forced his fingers into Nie Changhuan's fingers, and asked her in a hoarse and tight voice, "What happened at the Heaton Hotel in Huacheng before, eh?"
Nie Changhuan was taken aback, turned his head to look at him in doubt, and wanted to ask him why he suddenly asked about this. But her head turned so that the distance between the lips of the two of them was less than one centimeter, and they were almost touching each other.
Fu Xingye noticed her approach and couldn't help but lowered his face slightly, and slowly approached her.
Nie Changhuan looked at him with trembling eyelashes, completely forgetting his original intention of turning his head just now, just watched him so hard, but there was lightning flashing in his head, which exploded her consciousness.
When Fu Xingye finally touched her, she closed her eyes abruptly.
At that moment, both of them seemed to be shaking a little, so neither moved nor made a sound.
The breath of each other melted together, always reminding the two people's current distance.
Fu Xingye's Adam's apple rolled down, and finally slowly backed away.
Nie Changhuan's heart was inexplicable, but then she was like someone who suddenly fell into the water and wanted to ask for a living. She finally realized something and started to struggle.
She wanted to push Fu Xingye away, and she wanted to escape, but Fu Xingye changed from just being cautious and cherished, and suddenly deceived her again, clasping her two hands behind her, and pinching her chin with the other. She was forced to raise her face!
He bowed down!
This time, he was full of aggression! Full of impatience, more and more strength...
In the end, Nie Changhuan was already unsteady, and the memory gradually overlapped with the scene at the Heaton Hotel in Huacheng that night. She was a little confused between the past and the present, and murmured: "Fu Xingye, I hurt..."
This sound made Fu Xingye stop abruptly. After a few seconds, he took a step back and slowly loosened Nie Changhuan’s chin: This sentence, like a flame, finally covered his memory. After the layers burned, the events of that night, even every detail, flooded into his mind like a tide.
That night, she also cried to herself over and over again:
Fu Xingye, don't do this.
Fu Xingye, it hurts me...