The next morning, he was taken away by the police. In the bustling crowd, he struggled to find that slim and tall figure. Watching her holding a book and bowing her head as she walked into the school gate from a distance, Fu Yanlin felt that he might never see her in this life.
Sheng.
He shouted loudly, "Wen Sheng, you must remember me!"
As the scene changed, he was fished out of the detention center by Fu Yuhe. The man was not dead. The Fu family spent money to settle the case, but a female classmate appeared out of nowhere and said that he had been seduced and forced to eat forbidden fruit, and she had been pregnant for two months. He was slapped twice by Fu Yuhe until his nose bled, but he still refused to admit his mistake.
Why should he admit to something he has never done?
Fu Yuhe was so angry that he said, "You are not worthy of being my son, Fu Yuhe!"
With a bloody sneer in his mouth, he was about to speak when he saw Jiang Lingyi kneeling on the hand and begging his aunt Song Jinxi for forgiveness and mercy. She was willing to stay in the Fu family from now on and no longer compete for status. She only asked the Fu family
Accept Fu Yanlin and forgive him for the mistakes he made.
But where did he go wrong? Why did his mother kneel down? Why did she humble herself? What is so good about the Fu family?
He also dreamed that he was in the United States and was thrown into a cold lake. When he was almost suffocated, he saw a sixteen-year-old girl tapping a pencil and pointing at the test paper, with confusion in her eyes, "You are obviously very good."
You are smart, why should you hide it?"
She pushed him away in confusion and humbly asked for advice, her voice soft but with a hint of coldness, "Don't waste your time like this."
Fu Yanlin froze on the chair, satisfied and ashamed at the same time.
It turns out that there are people in this world who can understand him.
It turns out that she is smarter than she thought.
Fu Yanlin also dreamed that Wen Sheng kissed him several times and took advantage of him. He was so upset that he pressed her to his side and kissed her. He didn't allow her to flirt with him all the time and alienate him... He couldn't stand this grievance.
And torture!
Probably because the dream was too unrestrained, Fu Yanlin had endless aftertaste. Wen Sheng's sweet voice seemed to still be in his ears, and it was his favorite voice.
Just thinking about that voice made Fu Yanlin feel a little uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Fu Yanlin swallowed his throat and his Adam's apple rolled.
Wen Sheng walked up with the porridge and reached out to touch his forehead.
The fever is gone.
She didn't say much, handed the porridge to Fu Yanlin, turned around and went out.
After a night of burning and feeling weak, Fu Yanlin was a little hungry now, so he put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. His taste buds were a little numb, but the sweet taste immediately filled the air.
When Wen Sheng entered the room again, he had already drank more than half of the bowl.
Seeing that he had a good appetite, Wen Sheng felt more relaxed and handed him the dry clothes.
Only then did Fu Yanlin see that among the pile of clothes, the neatly placed items on top were actually his tight-fitting shorts!
Several!
Fu Yanlin immediately understood what was going on with these clothes and shorts. After living for thirty years, he was too embarrassed to say a word for the first time. All he could think about was that since he had dreamed, what happened to his brother when he was dreaming about it?
Did you look up? When Wen Sheng took off his shorts, did you see anything you shouldn't have seen?
Although he was quite rogue towards Wen Sheng most of the time, but... they are two different things!
Still very ashamed.
He quietly glanced at Wen Sheng and saw that her fair face was calm, and his heart was filled with doubts, and he did not dare to fall to the ground. He had to get out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and pretended to be cold and ruthless, "Thank you
Your care."
Wen Sheng looked at him like a fool, not quite understanding what this man wanted to do. His mother-in-law was so sticky, did he want her to coax him?
But where has she ever coaxed a man?
Men need coaxing?
In desperation, Wen Sheng blurted out, "Can I just thank you?"
Fu Yanlin was stunned when he lifted his pants, and looked at Wen Sheng suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
Wen Sheng glanced at him expressionlessly and walked forward slowly, staring blankly at Fu Yan Linqingjun's haggard face. She lifted up his T-shirt with her green-white hands and pointed at the scars on it and asked him,
"Where did you get it? Is there no explanation?"
Fu Yanlin stared at Wen Sheng with deep eyes, smiled softly, grabbed her wrist and moved it away from the wound, and asked her, "Are you distressed?"
"..." Wen Sheng pursed her lips, and Xiaolu's eyes filled with mist.
"It's not because of you, why are you feeling so sad?" Fu Yanlin chuckled.
He never thought of using his injuries to make Wen Sheng feel soft and distressed.
That's not what men do.
He had no intention of telling Wen Sheng.
But Wen Sheng was not a fool, and she didn't have so much pretentiousness to deal with him. She directly exposed his cover up and said, "If not for me, for whom? Fu Yanlin, are you so nervous about me? You flew all the way from Jiangzhou to find me.
, you risked your life by going off the cliff to save me, why don’t you have the courage to tell me where your injuries came from? Do you think you are a special man for doing this? Huh?"
Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng and couldn't help but squint his eyes. He always felt that Wen Sheng had changed, but he couldn't tell where he had changed. He walked forward slowly, forcing Wen Sheng back to the wall. There was no way out.
But when he backed away, he suddenly stretched out his hand to put on the back of Wen Sheng's head, and put his other hand on the wall. He looked down at Wen Sheng, with the same careless and cynical look on his face again, "You don't know whether I am a man or not.
?"
The question in the quivering final voice is clearly teasing and teasing.
He knew that Wen Sheng couldn't stand his no-nonsense attitude in the past, and also hated him the most.
Hearing this, Wen Sheng's cheeks burned a little. After so long, she still wasn't immune to his gangsterism.
Wen Sheng lowered his head.
It was this tenderness of bowing his head that made Fu Yanlin panic and confused.
Under the long eyelashes are fair cheeks and bright red lips, white and red, very distinct.
He rolled his throat secretly, and finally restrained himself from doing the things he had done involuntarily in his dream just now.
With a hoarse voice, he said, "Don't take off men's pants casually in the future."
"Not everyone is as easy to talk to as I am."
"Forget it this time, I won't argue with you. If you act like a gangster without my consent next time, I will make you regret it."
Wen Sheng bit her lip, then suddenly raised her head and stared into his dark eyes like obsidian, "Why do you regret it?"
Fu Yanlin was stunned for a moment, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
He obviously didn't expect Wen Sheng to ask him this.
This little thing is so bold!
Do you know that you are playing with fire?
Fu Yanlin narrowed his eyes, hesitating whether to take the opportunity to punish her.
Suddenly, Wen Sheng stood up on tiptoes and pecked him on the lips. The little deer's eyes were clear and there was no trace of lust, but it was because of this that he looked particularly alluring.
She also asked him, "Is that so?"
Fu Yanlin's whole body turned to stone.
Wen Sheng smiled slightly, stretched out her hands, hooked his neck, and kissed him lightly, "Is this still the case?"
"..."
"What's going on?" Wen Sheng asked knowingly.
Fu Yanlin's whole body was on fire. He grabbed her chin and lifted it up. Their eyes met with each other, sparkling with lightning, and there was endless ambiguity and emotion in the air.