Mingxi walked in and saw a clean old man in a vest and jacket, sitting cross-legged, blowing the cup of tea in front of him intently.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and glanced at Mingxi.
That look was quite unfathomable.
"Zhao Mingxi? Come and sit."
There was an old man's majesty in his voice.
Mingxi hurriedly cheered himself up, walked over to sit down, and carefully approached him: "Hello, Grandpa."
"Who is your grandfather?" The old man glanced at her and sneered.
The wrinkles and ravines on his face were filled with dissatisfaction.
Mingxi: "…"
Honestly, it's really scary.
The mental preparation that Mingxi had prepared before coming here suddenly collapsed.
Although this old man was dressed casually, he had the aura of a superior person, which gave people a very strong sense of oppression. When he was staring at him, it was like a heavy tripod was pressing on his shoulders. A little girl in Mingxi was really tender in front of him.
Mingxi lowered his head and thought to himself, it's over, is it going to dump money next?
How should she deal with it, is she crying and would rather die, or take the money first, and then talk to Fu Yangxi when she looks back.
Then I heard the old man say: "You can only be called Grandpa after you get married. Now you can only call Grandpa Fu according to the etiquette. You and Fu Yangxi just don't know the etiquette!"
"… "
Mingxi: ? ? ? etc? Marry in?
- Who will marry?
marry whom?
Is this progress too fast?
The old man said again: "I haven't seen it before, but I have always been curious about you, old man. When you came back from Tongcheng, Fu Yangxi climbed up the rockery and said that he liked you. If I dared to touch you, he would immediately jump off the building."
Mingxi couldn't help raising the corners of his lips. It turned out that Fu Yangxi had been...
Before she had time to think about it, she heard the old man say a lot again: "I thought he had a hole in his head at the time, but he was still unrequited, and he didn't deserve to be my Fu family! I was so mad! Fortunately, I finally You little girl won it, otherwise where will my old face go?! Hey, I think I didn't lose to him back then, and if I chase people, the whole city will fall for me—"
Saying that, the old man looked at the window, and began to look back on his style in the past, with a bit of pride between his eyebrows.
Mingxi: "..."
Wait, is there something wrong with the brain circuits of people surnamed Fu?
What about the money, don't you throw money away?
The 90 million she imagined went to waste?
After half an hour.
Mingxi was still listening to the old man's chatter with a blank face, and only hoped that Fu Yangxi would come to rescue her sooner.
Finally, the old man was a little thirsty and asked someone to change the tea. Taking advantage of his breathing, Mingxi hurriedly said, "I thought you came to drive me away from Fu Yangxi."
The old man took a sip of tea and thought it was too hot, so he hissed and looked at her inexplicably: "You young people have watched too many idol dramas, Mr. Fu is in business, not the mafia, so I thought I wanted to Give you a few million to leave my grandson? A few million is hard to earn, okay? Why are you so cheap, you little girl?"
Mingxi: "…"
She thought too much, she thought at least 90 million, it turned out that the old man didn't plan to spend several million.
He is indeed a prudent businessman.
Admire below.
The old man's abacus rattled: "If I force you to break up with Fu Yangxi, the kid will definitely be pretentious again, I don't know how many millions will be lost to me, and I have to give you millions, then rounding up is a loss of a grandson-in-law. Add more than 10 million. It's a loss-making business! Besides, he has a brain all day long, who would want him?"
Mingxi: "…"
"However, if you marry, with your brain, you should be able to create more wealth for the Fu family. That's what I earn!" The old man continued to ponder: "I have seen your results, and it was really bad at first. , but since you are now the 35th in the province, it means that your brain is still good, at least better than that kid Fu Yangxi - so, if you can win the gold medal in the national competition after the final, I will send you directly How about going abroad to study? My father will pay for all the tuition and living expenses!"
Mingxi: "...going abroad?"
It's over, the point is, which frontier country is she going to be distributed to?
"Yes, you can go with Fu Yangxi. You can also study at a university in China. I think it's better for you to study in China for two years and study abroad for two years."
Mingxi: "…"
You're thinking too far ahead!
After the old man finished his abacus, he stared at Mingxi's face carefully.
Mingxi was stared furiously by him: "What, what's wrong?"
The old man said: "When you came in just now, you wore shoes of 1.7 meters. That's enough for a girl of this height. Your facial features are not bad, and your genes are acceptable—you haven't had plastic surgery, have you?"
Mingxi: "..."
Mingxi felt that he did not come to see the elders, but the fish on the chopping board, which was being evaluated in all directions by Mr. Fu's X-ray-like businessman's eyes.
Mingxi couldn't help but ask, "Don't the Fu family need marriage or something?"
Isn't that what it's all about on TV?
At this time, it's time for a fiancee, Bai Lianhua, to adjust the plot.
The old man sneered and said, "Do you think Fu's position today still needs a marriage?"
The old man seemed to think that Mingxi looked down on their Fu family's huge foundation, and he began to give Mingxi a general knowledge of the Fu family's industries, and the assets would not be spent in dozens of lifetimes.
Mingxi is now a little suspicious that the old man is usually not chatting, so he blows hard when he catches him.
"It's not impossible to get married, but my grandson breaks his leg after hearing your confession. If he breaks up with you, he will definitely jump off the building. If he jumps off the building, the stock price will collapse. Marriage is good. The value you can bring is not much less than marriage."
Mingxi: "..."
After confirming, I really have a hole in my head.
Mingxi was dragged by the old man and talked for two hours.
The food has been eaten, and three or four pots of tea have been drank.
Seeing that there was no sign of the end, Mingxi was about to collapse.
But she couldn't show it in front of the old man. She changed the sitting position to kneeling, and quietly beat her calf with her fist, trying to relax herself.
Fu Yangxi rushed in against the cold wind with a pale face, and this is what she saw.
The old man was aggressive there, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
And the little mask knelt in front of him with a pale face.
The special assistant said that the small mask had been in for two hours.
The old man forced her to kneel for two hours? ?
Grass!
What's the difference between this and Mama Rong's needle? !
Fu Yangxi's face changed, her face was frosty, she immediately rushed over and hugged Zhao Mingxi: "How is it, is there anything wrong?"
Old man: ?
Mingxi: ?
Fu Yangxi made Zhao Mingxi stand still, touched her face, and after confirming that there were no pinholes in her body, he pulled her behind him to protect her. He turned his head to stare at the old man, and said angrily: "You have the ability to rush at me, what's the point of playing tricks behind your back? Did I say that if you dare to touch her, I will—"
"You just jumped off the stairs?" Mingxi smiled behind him.
"How do you know? Little mask, don't be afraid." Fu Yangxi continued to confront the old man and gritted his teeth: "This is the first and last time. I hope you don't appear in front of Zhao Mingxi again in the future."
The old man was so angry that his blood pressure skyrocketed, and he slapped the table and stood up: "Threat me? Ah? Do you want to see if I am threatened by you? I have to beat you to death today, little bastard!!"
As he said that, the old man went everywhere to find guys who beat people.
Mingxi was stunned, is this really a fight?
She quickly stopped her and said to Fu Yangxi, "I really have nothing to do."
Fu Yangxi's eyes were flushed with anger: "He made you kneel for two hours and you have nothing to do? Come with me."
Saying that, Fu Yangxi took Mingxi and turned around and left.
The scene was chaotic.
The old man threw the cup behind him.
Mingxi was dizzy and was pulled out of the sundry shop by Fu Yangxi, and he didn't forget to explain: "I really have nothing, your grandfather did nothing to me, I just sat with sore legs and got up on my knees and rested for a while. Did you see the surveillance?"
Fu Yangxi didn't quite believe it: "I know who my grandfather is. If he scolded me, how could he not bully you? He didn't try to drive you away from me, so what did he want you to do?"
Mingxi said strangely: "He asked me if I had plastic surgery, as if he was calculating the genes of our descendants."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Anyway, Fu Yangxi finally believed that the old man did nothing to Mingxi. Under Mingxi's advice, he went back to apologize to the old man with a sullen face, but the old man was already shivering and went back in the car at high speed.
Mingxi has now seen what kind of person Fu Yangxi's grandfather is.
… This is not someone who can be summed up in a few words.
The two came out of the Japanese food store and walked down the street.
Mingxi asked, "You said just now that the old man scolded you if he hit or scolded you, why?"
Only then did Fu Yangxi realize that she had accidentally leaked her mouth and looked unnatural, and said, "It's nothing, just being a boy, I'm a little skinny, and I'll inevitably be cleaned up by grandpa."
His mentality towards the old man is very complicated.
The old man said it was good for him, but sometimes the eyes he looked at were really gnashing of teeth, and when he saw that he did something wrong, he would beat him to death.
But let's say I hate him, it doesn't seem to be so. At the age of thirteen, the old man wanted to send him abroad. To a certain extent, he was protected. In this case, he would not have to face the next step. The mess is up.
And he can also be sure that the old man has never considered Fu Zhiyi, and has always been sure that he will be the heir.
The reason why he only mentioned the old man to Xiao Mask is because after the age of thirteen, he grew up beside the old man, and he is only familiar with the old man.
Mingxi asked again, "Your legs are completely healed?"
"Yes, it's completely healed, isn't it too soon?" Fu Yangxi stretched out his arms, held Mingxi up and took two steps.
Passers-by saw that Mingxi's cheeks were hot and he beat him.
Only then did he put Mingxi down and said proudly, "What is this called, a hero's medal, Kong Wu is powerful."
Mingxi: "...This word really doesn't match you. Thank you."
With the face of a beautiful young man, all he thinks about is the rough man who marches and fights.
Is this the boy?
It's been a long time since they've seen each other, and the two of them couldn't restrain their thoughts from spreading.
But after being separated for a while, Xiaoxiao was a little shy.
Fu Yangxi took Mingxi's hand, took her to the place where she parked her car, and opened the trunk to show her what she brought her.
"Several pieces of clothes I brought from home. I also bought new wool socks and snow boots. These are two woolen hats. It's too cold recently. Take care of yourself and don't catch a cold with my little mask."
Saying that, Fu Yangxi violently pulled the label, threw the label into the trunk, and put the wool cap on Zhao Mingxi's head.
He held her head with both hands and pulled down, wrapping her delicate ears.
It feels right.
He raised the corners of his mouth: "It seems that the prediction of your head circumference is accurate."
Mingxi felt a burst of warmth in his heart, but when he heard the word "head circumference", he couldn't help but angrily said: "What do you mean, think my head is big?"
Fu Yangxi rubbed the top of Zhao Mingxi's head, "hmm", and said proudly, "That's not really small."
Mingxi kicked him.
Fu Yangxi pulled out more things from the car: "And warm treasure stickers, brown sugar—"
He couldn't go on after him, and the roots of his ears turned red with a "swoosh".
Mingxi's cheeks were hot: "Fu Yangxi, counting my days on the calendar, how do you know when I'm coming to auntie?"
Fu Yangxi said angrily, "You think I want to know, didn't you soil the sheets yourself, then sneak up to wash the next morning?!"
It made Fu Yangxi blushed for a long time.
Before he came, he warned himself a hundred times to be cool, cold, handsome, and dragging, but he still couldn't control it and said angrily, "I didn't mean to spy on your privacy!"
Mingxi laughed to death: "I thought you were the boyfriend of the school bully, why do you feel like a father now. But I also remembered that you gave me two big quilts and underwear as soon as I opened it. Just fell into the library, and those who didn't know thought you were a change-"
Before Mingxi finished speaking, Fu Yangxi's palm gently covered his mouth.
Time suddenly stopped.
Fu Yangxi suddenly pulled her into his arms.
He lowered his head, resting his chin on her neck, and hugged her tightly.
He put one hand on the back of her head, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.
The voice was a little hoarse in the cold wind.
"Little mask, I really miss you."
Fu Yangxi's down jacket was open, and Mingxi's cheek was pressed against his black sweater, feeling the itch of the sweater, and at the same time, the heart of his madly beating young man.
A rush of warmth.
The overwhelming joy.
It was dusk and there was a lot of traffic. Mingxi's face was buried in Fu Yangxi's collarbone, and he couldn't see any twilight, except to see his blood flowing down his veins toward his heart.
"Me too. Very, very, special."
"Miss you."
Mingxi closed his eyes and hugged him back.
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After returning the things to the hotel, the two were also hungry.
Mingxi didn't like to eat Japanese food, and the old man had too much presence, which put too much pressure on her, so she didn't eat at all in the Japanese food store.
It just so happened that Fu Yangxi had not eaten anything while driving all the way.
The two searched on Dianping and found a noodle restaurant to sit down.
As soon as they sat down, a little boy came to force the two of them to give way, wrapping around Mingxi's legs and not letting go.
Fu Yangxi's fist is hard, regardless of age or gender.
His face suddenly fell, and his dark eyebrows raised warningly: "Why, little brat, there are so many places next to you, you have to come and snatch us?"
"You stand by the window!" the child yelled, "I want to sit by the window!"
Fu Yangxi's face was indifferent, and she continued to brush her chopsticks with her face: "Of course, we are the ones who came first."
A middle-aged fat man walked beside him and said angrily, "What's the matter with you, a high school student, I have children at home, so it's not good to leave them alone?"
"Just your family has a child?" Fu Yangxi snorted coldly, stood up, and raised her chin at Zhao Mingxi, who was opposite: "Introduce, this is my child."
Mingxi: "…"
Middle-aged man: "… "
This is so shameless.
The middle-aged man saw that Fu Yangxi had long legs and stood up from the crowd. When he saw that he could fight, his aura weakened a bit, and he muttered a few words: "Go, go to another seat."
The little boy burst into tears and was carried away by the middle-aged man.
Fu Yangxi continued to rinse the chopsticks, Mingxi suddenly thought of something, she and Fu Yangxi hadn't taken a photo together, so she turned around and said, "Look up."
Fu Yangxi looked up blankly.
Mingxi raised his phone, captured the moment, and photographed the two of them in the same frame.
She originally thought that Fu Yangxi would mind being photographed casually.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yangxi's ears could not be restrained from red, and she was even a little smug: "Don't take pictures secretly, I allow you to take pictures honestly."
Mingxi: "..." I'm going to shoot openly, okay? !
Refuse stinky brains.
Mingxi saw a name in the training camp a few days ago: Fu Zhiyi.
If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of this name, Mingxi would have almost forgotten about the third place on the ranking list.
Mingxi asked the training teacher, and only then did he know that Fu Zhiyi was a contestant from a school in another city.
He returned from a transfer abroad some time ago. It seems that he planned to transfer to A middle school at first, but he later transferred to another school for some unknown reason.
When talking to Fu Yangxi, Mingxi mentioned this person.
Fu Yangxi frowned immediately.
Mingxi's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself, is there a secret secret from a wealthy family? He asked him, "Are you at odds with him?"
"It's not a discord." Fu Yangxi took a piece of beef and put it in the Mingxi bowl, and said, "In fact, we rarely meet each other. I think he is disgusting and pitiful. In short, it's something like a foot-binding at home. Little mask, you wouldn't want to know."
Fu Zhiyi is an illegitimate child with an indescribably strange personality. To Fu Yangxi, he was still a fake.
But it seems that he can't be blamed, so Fu Yangxi has never troubled him.
Moreover, because Fu Zhiyi has been staying abroad, the number of encounters between the two is rare.
Mingxi didn't ask any more, she felt that she would find out slowly, and that day when Fu Yangxi was willing to tell her.
After the two finished eating, it was already eight o'clock.
Mingxi has been out for a full four hours, and there are still a lot of exam papers to do. She has to go back to self-study, and there is no more time to accompany Fu Yangxi.
Although Fu Yangxi looks arrogant and domineering, he always accommodates Mingxi in these matters.
He sent Mingxi downstairs.
After being separated for a long time, they only got together for two hours and then they were separated again. Both of them felt endless loss in their hearts. After hugging and kissing again, Fu Yangxi watched Mingxi go upstairs.
A long time after Mingxi went upstairs, Fu Yangxi still raised his head, and after a long time, he turned around and disappeared into the night.
Fu Yangxi felt that she had already started to miss her just after parting. It is said that men rarely miss the mood - what happened to him? He felt his eyes were red!
This unscientific!
Must be an illusion!
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The next training.
Mingxi continued to be very busy.
Occasionally play video with Fu Yangxi at night.
In the beginning, Mingxi and Fu Yangxi would wash their hair on purpose during the video, but later, they were too tired to study, and it was impossible to wash them every day. Second, they got used to it after being together for a long time.
Just didn't bother to wash it.
Anyway, Fu Yangxi seems to be very devoted to her and will not dislike her for not washing her hair.
On one day during the training camp, Mingxi was playing in the corridor when he suddenly saw Fu Zhiyi walking out of the next class. Fu Zhiyi doesn't look like Fu Yangxi, he looks more restrained and more refined than Fu Yangxi.
He went downstairs.
Mingxi suddenly found that the beautiful woman with delicate makeup who was waiting for him downstairs in front of the car was a little familiar, more than that...
Wait, isn't that—?
Mingxi searched quickly.
I was shocked.
She found that she was right, that was Fu Yangxi's mother.
When Fu Zhiyi walked towards Yu Jiarong, Yu Jiarong immediately became happy and looked at Fu Zhiyi with concern. She patted Fu Zhiyi on the head, handed him something to eat, put a coat on him, and pulled him into the car.
Mingxi suddenly felt a little weird. Fu Yangxi's mother and Fu Zhiyi should not be too close, but she treated Fu Zhiyi like her own son.
Mingxi was standing on the second floor, and Fu Zhiyi, who was downstairs, seemed to have noticed her, and raised his head to look at her.
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Mingxi was waiting to learn a little bit about the secrets of the rich and powerful from Fu Yangxi.
What Fu Yangxi didn't want to say must have a reason why he didn't want to say it.
But she was really heartbroken.
This matter is like a fishbone, making Mingxi like a stinger in his throat.
Jiang Xiuqiu didn't plan to tell her anyway, Mingxi planned to ask Fu Zhiyi.
At first she thought that Fu Zhiyi was difficult to approach, but she did not expect that Fu Zhiyi and Fu Yangxi were completely opposite personalities.
Fu Zhiyi looked a little depressed, as if there were a lot of things hidden in his heart.
Yu Jiarong came to pick him up three times in total, and he looked in a bad mood every time he came back.
During the more than 20 days of training, Mingxi occasionally asked Fu Zhiyi two things about Fu Yangxi's past.
At first, Fu Zhiyi didn't pay much attention to her at all—maybe he thought she was Fu Yangxi's girlfriend, and he had a very general relationship with Fu Yangxi, and had no obligation to answer her questions.
But after Yu Jiarong sent him back for the third time, Fu Zhiyi's mouth was finally pried open by Mingxi.
Seeing that he bought a bunch of drinks and went back to the classroom to drink beer by himself, Mingxi said strangely: "Don't you want to go out with Brother Xi's mother? If you don't want to, can you just refuse?"
Fu Zhiyi rolled her eyes at her: "You think I think so."
This night, Fu Zhiyi may have been too depressed, and after drinking too much, he poured some bitter water.
What Mingxi heard was the story from his perspective.
It is absurd that he looks very similar to the dead Fu Zhihong when he was 18 years old. For so many years, Fu Yangxi's mother has been living in a dream through him.
So Mingxi glanced at the thirteen-year-old little Fu Yangxi from Fu Zhiyi's few profiles.
She saw how the young Fu Yangxi struggled to get out of the pile of wild dogs, was shoved to and fro in the cordon, and was pulled to ask her brother and father. How to watch his mother take another person as the shadow of a deceased person and completely abandon him.
Looking at the heavy rain, Fu Yangxi had not yet broken free from the shadows, so she went to the police station to make a record, recalling her nightmares over and over again under the dazzling lights.
…
Scenes of cool and depressing pictures passed by like a revolving lantern.
Fu Zhiyi's words were even simply narrated without any vocabulary description.
But Mingxi couldn't sleep that night.
The part of her chest where Fu Yangxi lived seemed to hum slightly.
Mingxi's mind flashed all the details since he met Fu Yangxi from beginning to end. Every detail was vivid and bright, and the boy laughed and cursed in the wind. She thought she knew enough about Fu Yangxi, but there were still many things she didn't know.
But now that I think about it, a lot of things are clear.
Why did he look like a different person when he saw the dog, and his eyes fell into a nightmare in an instant.
Why does he always have trouble falling asleep.
Why is he always hurt.
Mingxi tossed and turned, recalling the wound on his neck that time. The glass was scratched several centimeters in length. Although it was subtle and not deep, it must have been painful the moment it was cut.
The scar on his body had healed, but at this moment, it was uprooted in Mingxi's heart.
Mingxi's heart hurts.
Mingxi had no way to ease his sadness.
That night, Mingxi cried incessantly in the middle of the night.
She didn't answer the video that Fu Yangxi called. She couldn't answer it at all in her current state. She was afraid that she would burst into tears when she picked it up, and Fu Yangxi might come over within an hour.
She only sent back a message with tears in her eyes, saying that she was asleep, and I would see you at school tomorrow.
The saddest thing is that all these wounds have passed, and now standing in front of her is Fu Yangxi, an 18-year-old who has recovered her wounds with her self-healing ability.
However, on the thirteen-year-old winter night, little Fu Yangxi, who fled in embarrassment, was no longer able to comfort her.
Zhao Mingxi couldn't travel back to the past, and couldn't hold Fu Yangxi's hand at that time.
Mingxi's heart aches in a mess.
She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, the sky outside was lit up little by little, and she just wanted to see Fu Yangxi as soon as possible, as soon as possible.
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The second day is the weekend. Sure enough, Mingxi's eyes were swollen into walnuts. She applied cold water for a long time to no avail, so she could only take the bus back.
Fu Yangxi was tall and slender, and in the cold wind, she saw Fu Yangxi waiting for her at the school gate at a glance.
As soon as she saw her coming down, Fu Yangxi carried her luggage and found her expression was different.
"Have you ever cried?" Fu Yangxi said sharply, subconsciously looking at Shen Liyao not far away.
Carrying the luggage, Shen Liyao came down with a cold face and looked back at him.
Fu Yangxi exploded at one point, and her eyebrows suddenly rose.
Mingxi quickly pulled him aside and said, "I didn't cry, or I ate Mala Tang yesterday. It was so hot that I shed tears. It was useless for me. My eyes were swollen when I woke up this morning."
Fu Yangxi was dubious, but he knew people in the training camp, and he had never heard of anyone bullying Xiao Mask like the last training camp. Is it really the tears from eating spicy food?
Mingxi said: "Don't talk about this, don't you mean to go to your grandfather's old house for dinner today?"
The two said when they were playing a video a few days ago that the last time Fu Yangxi's grandfather came, he had a fight with Fu Yangxi, and the quarrel broke up. Only afterward did Fu Yangxi know that the old man had no ill will towards Mingxi.
Although Fu Yangxi was stubborn, he had the courage to admit his mistakes, so he apologized to the old man.
The old man was finally relieved, and let the two go to have a meal together.
Mingxi followed Fu Yangxi.
Xiao Li drives.
On the way, Fu Yangxi noticed that something was wrong with Mingxi today: "You're a little weird today—"
"What's wrong?"
Fu Yangxi glanced at the small mask that her hands wanted to hug him all the time, her eyes fell on his face all the time, and her whole body was hanging on him all the time. Jun's face was a little red, "It's clingy."
Mingxi: "…"
Mingxi didn't want to say anything at this moment, and continued to bury his head in his arms, hugging him quietly.
The Fu family's old house is very large, almost the kind of house Mingxi has only seen on TV, and it is comparable to some old garden sites in Suzhou.
Originally, Mingxi would be in a good mood to watch it, but today she just wants to go back with Fu Yangxi and curl up in a warm bed to sleep.
It was too cold, and the breath that came out had turned into ice.
Mingxi was led by Fu Yangxi into the old man's study. After sitting for a while, the cook prepared the meal, and the three of them went to eat.
It may be that Mingxi was there today, but Fu Yangxi had a rare chance to get along with the old man calmly for a while, and played a few games of chess.
However, before taking a few bites, an uninvited guest came.
The beautiful woman Mingxi saw outside the training camp last time, that is, Fu Yangxi's mother, Yu Jiarong came.
As soon as Yu Jiarong came, the atmosphere stiffened visibly. The old man and Fu Yangxi were both in a gun battle, and they had to rely on Mingxi to persuade them in the middle. Now the air is even more dire.
The old man didn't seem to like Yu Jiarong very much, so he muttered with a cold face, "Why are you running to me when you have nothing to do."
Yu Jiarong sneered and glanced at Mingxi: "Let me see what Yang Yang's girlfriend looks like. I remember that his brother didn't talk about girlfriends before he died, but he was fast enough."
Fu Yangxi's face darkened.
"Do you have to come to disrupt the situation at this time?"
"I'm here to visit you, do you think it's a spoiler? Do you want me to be dead?" Yu Jiarong dared not say anything. After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Mingxi next to her, and said in a weird tone: "what's your name?"
Fu Yangxi stared at her, her whole body tense.
On weekdays, she can tolerate her cynicism in front of him, but it is absolutely impossible to tolerate her dragging Zhao Mingxi into the water.
He threw the bowl and chopsticks coldly on the table, his handsome face seemed to be soaked in cold air.
His face was mixed with darkness and anger that was completely different from usual, and his eyes stared at Yu Jiarong: "What do you want?"
Mingxi glanced at Fu Yangxi subconsciously.
Fu Yangxi stretched out a hand and held her tightly under the table.
Fu Yangxi didn't look at her, but the meaning was - small mask, don't be afraid.
The two clasped their fingers together.
Mingxi's heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it seemed to be held up carefully by something, and it was too sore.
She suddenly understood why Fu Yangxi never mentioned his family.
Because it's like a swamp.
He was afraid of being despised by her.
In other words, he was afraid that after she found out, she would be blamed and discarded by her.
"What can I think, didn't I say, come and see your girlfriend." Yu Jiarong gritted her teeth in hatred for Fu Yangxi's appearance of protecting the girl.
She has been living in the past, why can Fu Yangxi and the old man continue to move forward?
Why?
Fu Yangxi didn't say a word, took Mingxi's hand and was about to leave, and said to the old man, "Let's go."
Yu Jiarong was immediately provoked, and suddenly became angry: "You stop for me—"
However, before Mingxi heard the following words, Fu Yangxi suddenly pulled the down jacket hat up.
Fu Yangxi pulled the hat onto her head and covered her ears with warm hands in the cold wind.
He looked her in the eyes and didn't want her to hear at all.
He was even more afraid that she would hear the malicious slanders.
He covered Zhao Mingxi's ears, and after Jia Rong finished scolding, he pulled Zhao Mingxi away quickly with a cold face.
Fu Yangxi pulled Mingxi towards the gate of the courtyard, but Mingxi suddenly stopped, pushed him away and grabbed his hand.
At this moment, Fu Yangxi's breathing almost stopped, and he looked at Zhao Mingxi in disbelief, like falling into an ice cellar for a moment.
He almost thought that Mingxi was estranged by Yu Jiarong's words.
But the next second, he saw Zhao Mingxi turn around.
Mingxi fixedly looked at Yu Jiarong, Yu Jiarong didn't know what she was doing, and frowned.
Zhao Mingxi said word by word: "Auntie, you are moral kidnapping."
Yu Jiarong said angrily, "It's your turn—"
"It's because of too many emotional kidnappings that Fu Yangxi has no sense of belonging in this world. You don't love him anymore, but he hasn't stopped loving you. So even if you get sick, he doesn't force him to You send it to a sanitarium, and you let you take it out on him for five years."
The old man, Yu Jiarong, and lawyer Zhang next to him looked at Zhao Mingxi in shock.
"But have you forgotten?" Mingxi's eyes gradually turned red, and tears fell one by one.
She felt wronged for Fu Yangxi, and she wanted to cry at the moment.
But she was holding back, she must finish what she had to say.
"Have you forgotten that even if he can bear it, he is just a child. When he is like a pressure cooker in his heart, you can't see it, and when he is sleepless all night, have you seen it again? Do you think he sees it? It's heartless to get up, so I can't wait to force him to reminisce the past with you, immersed in grief, but how do you know that he is not sad?"
"Fu Yangxi is such a person. You don't love him anymore, and he never hates you. He just doesn't love himself."
Dead silence.
The cold air froze Mingxi's tears.
Perhaps it was because of being shocked by Mingxi's tears, or perhaps because of her words, complex expressions appeared on the faces of Yu Jiarong and the old man.
"You don't want him, I want him."
Mingxi took Fu Yangxi and went out.
She rarely felt so sad. After her grandmother died, the day she knelt in the mourning hall, she thought it was the last sadness in her life. But she was completely heartbroken now. She not only regretted why she didn't hug Fu Yangxi earlier and ran towards Fu Yangxi in the crowd earlier, but also fortunate that it was not too late.
Fu Yangxi didn't react for a few minutes, he choked his breath, and stared blankly at the back of Zhao Mingxi pulling him away.
His head was blank and his heart was beating wildly.
He knew that Xiao Mask was crying now because she kept raising her hand to wipe her tears. He rarely saw Zhao Mingxi cry, once when he was drunk and once now.
Fu Yangxi's throat was sore, and her heart seemed to be embraced by a warm current.
Many times, this place, home, means disordered darkness to Fu Yangxi.
He doesn't know what's coming next second, or if he'll be lucky enough to fall asleep the next night.
He walked alone, and then met the little mask, the little mask pulled him, rescued him, slapped him fluffy, and let him have sunshine.
She is the only one who defends him.
Even, sometimes she doesn't need to do anything, just standing by his side can already give him enough warmth.
The two kept walking out of the house.
Mingxi wiped her tears again. It wasn't that she wanted to wipe them, but the tears were so turbulent that they ran into her neck and made her shiver.
"So you're crying." Fu Yangxi's hoarse voice came from behind.
"Come here." Fu Yangxi broke her body back, her eyes were red, and she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her thumb.
"Your eyes are red." Mingxi said.
Fu Yangxi raised her lips, Jun's face was arrogant and slapped, as always, she was beaten to death and refused to admit it: "Frozen, hurry up and get in the car and go home."
Mingxi forced the corners of his mouth to laugh, but the next second he couldn't help crying in his arms.