She said carelessly: "It seems that from ancient times to the present, women who can't get a man's heart have the same mood." What about herself? Can she be considered as having won Qiao Ye's heart?
Turning around to look at Furong, she was lost in thought, her eyes showing melancholy.
The music in the hall was thick and swirling. She didn't know what happened to Furong, so she asked.
"Mrs. Furong, are you deeply hurt by this music?"
After Fu Rong said something to her, she came back to her senses, "No, it's just that I haven't listened to this music for a long time. When I listened to it today, I thought a lot."
"Well, the performance is indeed very good." Xie Yunshu took a sip of the tea on the table and sighed.
But Furong beside her replied without any clue. "You are quite good. You have won Mr. Qiao's heart."
Xie Yunshu turned to look at her in surprise and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Mr. Qiao has always come here alone. Maybe he thinks this place is only suitable for people who are close to him."
Hearing Fu Rong's words made her feel proud and happy, and she replied: "That's good, I'm blessed with a good life."
Furong looked at the corridor in the backyard, where Qiao Ye walked step by step through the flickering lamps, with a slightly cold expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. Then he turned to look at her innocent smile, and seemed to understand what Qiao Ye had chosen.
reason.
Xie Yunshu was concentrating on listening to the new song when he saw Furong standing up next to him. Looking along, he saw Qiao Ye already standing in front of the table.
She didn't get up, raised her head and asked, "Have you eaten? Do you want to sit down and rest for a while?"
Qiao Ye looked at the old-fashioned pendulum clock on the wall and had no intention of listening to music with others, so he said: "It's getting late, let's go home."
Xie Yunshu thought it would take some time to drive home and Qiao Ye would have to work tomorrow, so she got up and walked to him. "Let's go, I'm tired today."
Fu Rong waited aside for a while and then said: "Mr. Qiao, there are still guests here, so we won't send them off far."
Qiao Ye nodded without saying anything, and walked out of the yard with Xie Yunshu on the path he came from.
Xie Yunshu was led forward and looked back at Furong. She was still standing in the corridor as when she came, but her smile was gone.
After walking out of the house, a lantern outside the door was still swaying in the wind. The night wind was already much colder than before.
She subconsciously held his arm and asked: "How could Mrs. Furong be sad because of a piece of music? Is "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace" so powerful?"
Qiao Ye hugged her shoulders tightly, thought for a moment, and replied: "Sentimental people will of course fall in love with the scene. A simple piece of music may have unforgettable past events behind it."
"Okay, I didn't say something wrong, right?" She felt a little guilty. Could it be that her casualness made Mrs. Furong unhappy?
He led her down the hill to his car.
"What did you say?" You weren't asking about someone's marriage directly, were you?
"I think women who can't win a man's heart are all in the same mood."
Qiao Ye didn't expect her to say such words. The hand on her shoulder touched her cheek and said, "You little fool, where did you learn such emotion?" Isn't it possible that she hasn't made up her mind yet?
She rolled her eyes and replied: "The scene at that time was considered arty on my part."
He opened the car door for her and said helplessly: "My wife, let's get in the car and go home quickly. It's getting late."
She was thoughtful and sat in the car obediently.
Qiao Ye put the takeaway food in the back seat, got into the cab and started the car.
