Chapter 18： (2/2)

”What?” Jiang Hengshu didn't hear what Fu Zhen had just said. He looked down at Fu Zhen.

”We saw it in the bus that day.” After Fu Zhen said this, he lowered his head slightly, hiding his expression in the dim light.

”Remember.” Jiang Hengshu's voice was cold and cold.

But he remembered that at that evening, Fu Zhen was standing on the bus like just now, like a solitary little beast. He did not remember that it was also that night, he and the young man in front of him had gone wrong. Have a joy of fish and water.

Fu Zhen didn't care that Jiang Hengshu had forgotten everything that happened that night. He remembered that the brief encounter on the bus had surprised Fu Zhen. His eyes lit up and he asked Jiang Hengshu: ”How can you? Come to the construction site?”

He still remembered Jiang Hengshu's dress that day. He looked more like a boss or a white-collar worker. He really didn't look like someone who should go to the construction site to move bricks.

Jiang Hengshu used the same reason that other workers had said before, and said to Fu Zhen: ”Recently, I have been short of money.”

”Oh.” Fu Zhen thought that Jiang Hengshu might not be telling the truth to himself. After all, moving bricks is not actually a fast-paying job, but he nodded and said nothing else.

I don’t know how much money Jiang Hengshu lacks now and how much he can help him. Fu Zhen added the balance in his bank card and Yu'e Bao. Most of this money is not enough to look at. He decided to go back tonight. Take a few more drawings.

On a windy afternoon, Fu Zhen sat down by the earth wall as usual after pushing the sand, holding the sketchbook and began to draw, but he didn’t draw a few strokes and felt a little pain in his stomach, so he put down the sketchbook. , Clutching his stomach and ran to the toilet.

The sketchbook was originally placed on the edge of the earth wall. It was fine, but when a worker carrying a sandbag passed by here, he didn’t pay attention and touched the sketchbook to the ground. The cardboard cover was spread out and the contents inside were all Show it off.

The workers were busy making money, and no one had the time to look down at Fu Zhen's sketchbook. Only Jiang Hengshu stopped. He saw himself in Fu Zhen's sketchbook.

The north wind blows, the paper is rustling, every page and every pen inside is him.

Jiang Hengshu stood on the spot carrying a sandbag. He remembered what the coworkers had said to him before, they said that the **** was a pervert. When they were working before, someone saw him often go to and out of **** bars. Jiang Hengshu didn't care at the time. Whether Fu Zhen liked men or women, he had nothing to do with him.

But now he saw himself in this man's sketchbook, and Jiang Hengshu seemed to understand something.

Jiang Hengshu pretended not to see anything, and walked forward, but he didn't take a few steps, then stopped again, turned around and walked to the place just now, picked up the sketchbook on the ground, and closed it. Put it where it used to be.

There was a shallow sigh in the wind.

Ten minutes later, Fu Zhen came back from the commissary. He knew nothing about what happened under this low wall. He picked up the sketchbook and continued with the unfinished painting until the sky darkened. Hengshu gets off work.

Since Fu Zhen was expelled from the Fu family, his whole person has become a lot more sensitive. Even if Jiang Hengshu behaved almost exactly the same as before on the way back, he still easily noticed that Jiang Hengshu is now Own coldness.

Fu Zhen didn’t know what he had done wrong, and he didn’t dare to ask Jiang Hengshu. He sat on his seat and looked out the window of the car, watching people coming and going, cars coming and going, feeling a little bit more disappointed, but Fu I really understand that one day, he and Jiang Hengshu will be separated. At that time, he would never see such a cold Jiang Hengshu.

For several days, Jiang Hengshu’s attitude became colder and colder. He seemed to be separating from Fu Zhen in a secret way. Fu Zhen understood this and cooperated with Jiang Hengshu to establish the relationship between the two of them. A little bit back to freezing point.

On the construction site, Fu Zhen just sat down after pushing the sand and took out the sketchbook before opening it. Jiang Hengshu walked over and said to Fu Zhen, ”You go back first. I have something to do today. I may not go back. .”

Fu Zhen raised his head blankly, grabbed the sketchbook and looked at Jiang Hengshu for a long while, and said, ”I see.”

After Jiang Hengshu left, Fu Zhen slowly stood up, picked up his sketchbook, and walked out of the construction site alone in the face of the cold wind.