He poured himself a glass of wine and looked up at her, not asking, but making a statement.
"..."
Zhuo Jian was silent, she had no way of guessing him.
"It seems that a lot of unpleasant things have happened in the past few years."
Seeing that she didn't speak, he confirmed with her calmly, then picked up the wine glass and sipped some of the red wine in it.
The wine had been sober for too long and the taste was a little bad. After tasting it, he frowned and put the wine glass aside, then stared at her with dark eyes.
Zhuo Jian still held his ear with one hand, letting him look at him while also looking at him.
She thought that he had returned home and met his sons.
However, she didn't know how her family would tell him about their sons' origins.
She didn't know why he suddenly came back.
She was curious, but she didn't know where to start asking, or whether it was necessary to ask?
She informed a circle of close friends tonight that he was back, and that he was back alive and well.
However, she still couldn't feel the slightest warmth surging in her heart.
It's cold.
From the day of his accident to now, he has never had a fever.
Fu Yanye stared at her and asked her: "Don't you want to tell me something?"
"say what?"
Her voice was a little unclear and her eyes looked cold.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, then turned around and opened another bottle of wine, poured it into the decanter, shook it, and then put it aside to wake up slowly.
It seemed that they had plenty of time to wait for the bottle of wine to sober up.
"You don't want to tell me what happened between us?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian's eyes gradually lowered.
Her eyelids were red and swollen from crying, and now she was still a little unable to move freely. She held the stem of the cup, lifted it up, sniffed, then put the cup to her lips, raised her head and drank it all.
.
The taste of the wine was a bit weak, but it was just right for her throat.
What happened between them?
How to start?
The past events are still vivid in my mind, but they seem to be all in chaos.
Then tears filled my eyes, but they didn't flow down.
He is back.
It'll be good if he comes back.
Zhuo Jian thought this, and when she looked at him again, it was not difficult to get angry.
She wanted to ask him, how could he only remember Lin Ruxiang and only remember that he wanted to marry Lin Ruxiang.
She wanted to ask him, what was she in his heart?
Were all those sweet words used to coax her into having fun with him?
She knew that he disliked that glass of wine and would not drink it since he had sobered up for too long. She picked up his wine glass and poured the wine into her own glass, and then drank it all in one gulp.
Finally, I had enough fun.
She looked up at him, with a smile in her crystal clear eyes, and said, "What else do you remember? Do you remember that my mother was sick and then considered taking me back?"
Fu Yanye said nothing because he saw that besides tears, there was also anger and pain in her eyes?
Or, there are many more.
She had so many emotions that he couldn't handle them.
Zhuo Jian raised her hands to cover her face, and slowly placed her fingers on her eyes, pressing them. After a long time, she wiped away the things that prevented her from seeing him clearly. She smiled and said, "Fu Yanye, what are we going to do?
Sample?"
She is restrained and rational, but that doesn't mean she won't feel pain.