A young man wearing black tights and a punk-style jacket stood beside the wishing fountain. His handsome face and unruly temperament attracted many foreign girls' flirtatious looks.
He didn't care at all, playing with a coin with his long fingers, looking careless.
Snapped.
With a flick of his long finger, the coin fell straight into the center of the pool.
The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and as soon as he took two steps, he was tapped on the shoulder.
"Fu Zhinian, don't you make a wish?"
Fu Zhinian turned around and looked at her with disdain in his eyes, "Making wishes is what children do."
Lin Wanwan was not annoyed. She tilted her head and looked at him with a meaningful smile. "We can meet each other in a foreign country. Isn't it too coincidental? Also, you are not surprised at all when you see me appear." , are you... waiting for something to happen?"
Fu Zhinian's eyelids twitched and his expression became more contemptuous, "These days, there are not many people who are as self-indulgent as you."
Lin Wanwan did not expose his duplicity.
Fu Zhinian and Lu Zhanbei are indeed brothers, both arrogant and tough-tongued.
"Okay, I'm just being sentimental."
Lin Wanwan sat on the edge of the wishing pool and patted the place next to her.
"Meeting by chance means we are destined. Let's sit down and chat?"
Fu Zhinian frowned, "I'll only give you half an hour."
Lin Wanwan smiled helplessly and asked, "Did you have a girlfriend in college?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
Fu Zhinian responded instinctively, and then seemed to realize that his attitude was bad, and pursed his lips uncomfortably.
"No."
"Are those little gangsters still giving you trouble? If you can't beat them, remember to come to me. When you're in a bad mood, you'll be much happier if you beat someone up to vent. By the way, I like to make desserts when I'm bored. I'll give you some next time. , what flavor do you like to eat?"
Lin Wanwan chattered non-stop, and Fu Zhinian replied intermittently.
The cold shell quickly melted away, a subtle softness appeared in his eyes, and the tense back gradually relaxed.
Knew it…
Rather than feeling the care through that person, it feels better to face it directly.
Lin Wanwan's guess was correct. Fu Zhinian indeed followed them to Washington and followed them all the way here.
Lu Zhanbei should have noticed it long ago, but he didn't point it out.
Before I knew it, an hour had passed.
"I'm going back, Lu Zhanbei is waiting for me."
Fu Zhinian suppressed his emotions and nodded expressionlessly, "I'm leaving."
"Fu Zhinian." Lin Wanwan looked at his back and suddenly called out.
"Anything else?"
Facing his unruly eyes even without any emotion, the clean and clear eyes of a little puppy appeared in Lin Wanwan's mind, and he asked as nonchalantly as possible, "Have you ever thought about how to solve your two problems?" Personality situation?”
Fu Zhinian turned around suddenly, with layers of frost condensing in his eyes.
"What do you mean."
Lin Wanwan could feel the coldness emanating from him, but she didn't understand why.
"I think you should have learned how to face your emotions. That 'him' will come out less and less in the future, and eventually disappear completely, so you..."
So you have to work hard and don't let down the little milk dog's efforts.
However, she had no chance to say the next words.
Fu Zhinian could clearly see the reluctance in her eyes. He smiled mockingly and interrupted, "You care more about him than me, you, you."