Chapter 30： (1/2)

Fu Ting nodded and said to Fu Zhen: ”I also remember that our contract was not signed in the end.”

Fu Zhen moved his lips. He thought that even if the contract was not signed in the end, Fu Ting probably didn't want to see him, but it didn't seem to be the case now.

Speaking of it, Fu Ting now looks a bit like a stalker ex-boyfriend, and he is of the kind that is not very good, and he may pour sulfuric acid on himself at any time. Fu Zhen is going to be amused by his own analogy. .

Fu Ting looked at Fu Zhen's face. Under the street lamp, small snow grains fell on his hair, his eyes were smiling, and Fu Ting's heart moved, and there was an urge to take him home.

Fortunately, this impulse disappeared immediately.

Jiang Hengshu stepped forward and guarded Fu Zhen behind him. He looked at Fu Ting in the car and asked him calmly, ”Excuse me, this gentleman, who are you Fu Zhen?”

Fu Ting looked at Jiang Hengshu, moved his lips but didn't speak. He really shouldn't stop the car. He just watched the two men holding hands and each other, a huge anger surged in his heart for no reason. He finally did not hold back and stepped on the brake.

”Who are you?” Fu Ting asked through gritted teeth.

”I am Fu Zhen's boyfriend.” Jiang Hengshu narrated calmly.

”Fu Zhen's boyfriend?” Fu Ting sneered. He was about to sarcastically, but he was interrupted by Jiang Hengshu when he didn't say anything.

Jiang Hengshu once again asked Fu Ting: ”Who are you Fu Zhen?”

Fu Ting opened his mouth, but was speechless. Fu Zhen had already been kicked out of the Fu family. Fu Jianchen had also severed his father-son relationship with him. He is not considered Fu Zhen’s brother now, he is no longer Fu Zhen. Who is it?

Seeing that Fu Ting did not speak, Jiang Heng said clearly: ”Since it doesn't matter, this gentleman doesn't have to ask so many personal questions.”

Fu Ting looked at Jiang Hengshu in front of him, his eyes were filled with anger. This anger did not know where it came from, as if something very important was being taken away.

Jiang Hengshu ignored Fu Ting, he turned around and took Fu Zhen's hand, and said to him, ”Let's go.”

Fu Zhen gave a hum, then turned and left with Jiang Hengshu.

On the long sidewalk, the shadows of the branches swayed under the light, and the fine snow fell one after another, and soon a layer of white was spread on the bushes. Jiang Hengshu patted Fu Zhen on the shoulder and silently comforted him. .

”Fu Zhen, do you really want to be with this man?” Fu Ting asked loudly from behind them.

Fu Zhen turned his head and looked at Fu Ting's direction. Fu Ting still maintained his previous posture, sitting motionless in the car, looking straight at them. Fu Zhen lowered his eyes, hesitated, and slowly moved. Withdrawing his hand from Jiang Hengshu's palm, he said to Jiang Hengshu, ”I want to come by myself.”

Jiang Hengshu said, he stopped where he was, watching Fu Zhen walk towards Fu Ting.

Fu Ting watched Fu Zhen slowly walk towards him, and a certain fragment of the past flashed in his mind. The setting sun dyed the beach golden yellow, and the boy ran towards him quickly from the other side, calling his brother.

Right now, Fu Zhen's left leg was slightly limp, and he was always swaying when he walked. For an instant, a certain position of Fu Ting's heart seemed to be held tightly by something, and the pain made him completely speechless.

Fu Zhen walked in front of the car window and stopped. He bent slightly and said to Fu Ting in the car: ”Although I don’t know why you suddenly stopped and stopped us today, I thought we didn’t sign the contract. , We don’t want to see each other either.”

Fu Zhen paused, wanting to hear Fu Ting's reply, but Fu Ting did not speak, he still remained silent, and looked at him unblinkingly.

Fu Zhen pursed his lips and asked, ”Right?”

After a while, Fu Ting nodded invisibly, ”Yes.”

A smile slowly appeared on Fu Zhen's face. He said to Fu Ting: ”So, then we won't see each other again.”

Fu Ting looked at Fu Zhen's eyes. The street light looked like Han Xing. He remembered the day Fu Zhen left home. He seemed to be looking at himself with such pleading eyes.

When Fu Ting recovered, Fu Zhen had already left from his car window.

He and Jiang Hengshu continued to walk far along the road.

Fu Ting still didn't move. The cars driving behind him kept honking their horns to urge him to leave. His thoughts did not know where he flew.

How did they and Fu Zhen become like this?

After a long time, Fu Ting lowered his head, his eyes fell in the rearview mirror outside the car window, he saw Jiang Hengshu waved to stop a taxi, opened the door to let Fu Zhen sit in first, and then Jiang Hengshu also got into the car himself.

Until the red taxi completely disappeared from his sight, Fu Ting looked like a person who had just been thawed, and slowly moved the car back home.

There was silence in the living room of the Fu family. Fu Jianchen was having dinner. Seeing that Fu Ting had returned, he asked the butler to bring another knife and fork and let him accompany him to dinner.

Fu Jianchen noticed that Fu Ting's mood was not right tonight. He put down the knife and fork in his hand, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and leaned back slightly, and asked Fu Ting, ”What's wrong with you?”

Fu Ting remembered the picture of Fu Zhen holding hands with the man under the street lamp. Even if he told Fu Jianchen about this, Fu Jianchen would probably not care. He shook his head and didn't speak.