Fu Yanye felt the tip of her tongue that had been bitten by her and felt the blood flowing to his throat. He still held his hands on both sides of her shoulders and looked at her closely.
He saw the miserable self in her eyes, and he saw the pitiable self in her eyes.
He searched in her eyes and studied deeply again and again, but in the end he didn't understand, "You are just tired of it, why do you need to make these excuses?"
"Excuse? You are the one who keeps making excuses, not me."
she says.
Fu Yanye sneered, endured the numbness of the tip of his tongue, and asked her: "When you care about me, all you see is me. A lollipop can make you die for me."
She laughed, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.
In such a huge space, their voices seemed so insignificant, yet so important.
She asked him: "Then do you think I still have you in my eyes now?"
Fu Yanye pinched her chin again. Under the silver light, in her eyes, he was there but not him.
Her eyes were cold.
"No more, right? I'm no longer that girl who can be bought with a lollipop. I can't even count how many things have happened between us over the years. I remember you saying you fell in love with me. I remember you.
You went abroad to find me and my deep love, but I can’t remember how many moments I almost lost my life because of you.”
Her tears were still falling, silently, from the corners of her eyes.
Her eyes were red, but calm.
She thought, she had never been so peaceful in her life.
To make it clear once and for all was her only thought at this time.
Fu Yanye could no longer maintain such an ambiguous posture with her, so he slowly left her and sat on her side.
She still looked up at the roof and continued: "Actually, I'm not afraid of getting hurt for you."
She finally raised her hands and suppressed her eyes that were flooded with tears.
Her voice was already hoarse, "But I'm extremely afraid of seeing your distrustful eyes."
"If you don't trust me once, I will still have illusions. If you don't trust me twice, I will still have extravagant hopes and illusions. But if you don't trust me three or four times, you will have already delayed my love for you."
she says.
"Zhuo Jian, I have a headache."
He suddenly made a low sound, then lowered his head and buried his face with his hands.
The surroundings were eerily quiet.
Nothing is enough to calm the shortcomings in their hearts.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, tears were still falling, and she was worried, but soon she lowered her head and just looked at her ring.
"I know you don't love me, and I know you won't fall in love with others easily, but..."
"Zhuo Jian, stop talking."
"I don't even imagine that you will divorce me anymore. Is a certificate really that important? No."
Her hoarse voice no longer made any sound.
She suddenly figured it out at a certain moment.
Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Their clothes are all a little messy.
They all looked lonely.
They seem to have lost everything, but they are adults and have the support unique to adults.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was thunder and lightning outside, and suddenly it started to rain.
And when he left her house, he only stayed outside the door for a few seconds, and then entered the elevator.
He didn't stop any longer.
He walked into the rain, got into the car, and drove away.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and his car stopped at Starlight.
That night many years ago, he thought it was the beginning of their wonderful life.
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The next day Wang Yue called Zhuo Jian and Jian Qian answered the phone.
"She went to record the show? Then please inform her after she is done that her husband has a fever and needs her to take care of him."
After Wang Yue finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at the motionless person lying on the bed.