Seeing that Fu Chengyu's eyes were almost frozen, Mu Qian suddenly sighed again, and then said: "Okay, I also know that you had already begun to accept Qing'er and that child, but you lost them one after another. It's normal to be upset.
You have to adjust this kind of thing by yourself. Anyway, let it go as soon as possible and get rid of it as soon as possible."
After saying that, Mu Qian stood up and said, "I won't say anything more. I'm going to comfort Aunt Fu."
With that said, she walked towards the bathroom.
Fu Chengyu sat quietly on the sofa, slowly closed his eyes, did not move, and did not respond.
But the next moment, Mu Qian's faint voice suddenly sounded from behind his head——
"unless……"
Fu Chengyu suddenly opened his eyes again.
Mu Qian's voice had a hint of a chuckle, and was a little more cunning than the previous seriousness. "Your 'difficult mood' is not because of the past, but because of the present."
Fu Chengyu's figure froze.
Mu Qian was leaning on the sofa behind him. Seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but laugh again and said, "Don't let me get it right. After discovering her true face, suddenly you feel more about her."
She is interested. This interest even far exceeds when she was still so well-behaved——"
"When she was a good girl, you just tried to accept her; but when she turned into a bad girl, you were seduced by her."
Fu Chengyu's eyes were fixedly fixed on the mid-air in front of him, his eyes heavy and silent.
"Oops." Mu Qian suddenly changed her tone and said, "How did I hear that Miss Xiao used to be a 'bad girl' who had a very personal personality and was not popular with the elders in the circle?"
After hearing these words, Fu Chengyu finally seemed to be moved, turned his head slightly, and after a while he said: "What do you want to say?"
Mu Qian chuckled twice, said "Guess", then turned around and walked away.
Not long after, Mrs. Fu walked out of the bathroom, and the two of them chatted in a low voice while holding hands and going upstairs.
Fu Chengyu was left sitting there alone, in a daze, as if he had fallen into a void world.
In fact, he understood every word and every word Mu Qian said.
And the reason why he understands it is precisely because——
He had thought about every word she said.
For more than three months, every day, every night, all the time, he has been thinking about many things.
There are many things only related to Gu Qing'er.
He had recalled every move and every move she had made over and over again.
And every recall was interrupted for the same reason - it was fake, it was all fake.
Gradually, the Gu Qing'er in her memories was no longer the well-behaved and harmless person she was before. Instead, she was replaced by another person, full of calculations and cunning, the real person.
But the more this happened, the more times he thought of her.
This development was completely beyond his prediction.
He and Gu Qing'er had never been closely connected. They were at opposite ends of the road, going back and forth, and their occasional encounters made them gradually familiar with each other.
But when he tried to narrow the distance between the two people, when he tried hard to walk towards her, she suddenly and resolutely cut off that road, making him unable to move forward an inch.
He was shocked, he was stunned, he was confused, and he was angry.
But these should all be just temporary emotions.
He just took a few more steps on the wrong path and stepped back, that's all.
It was very easy to retreat. After all, the road behind was smooth, while there were only collapsed ruins in front.
But he stopped at the ruins for a long time, unable to move forward, but unable to take a step back.
Because that road, even if it was full of thorns, even if there was no way to go, he still couldn't help but want to walk through it.
He didn't want to admit it.
But I have to admit it.
He just... wanted to go to her and explore all the unknown things about her.
Even if she hates him and hates him.
The longing in his heart could not be erased, but his reason told him that he could not do it, so he could only suppress himself in action——