Chapter 865 (1/2)

Fu Zhongqian wanted to say something else, but he didn't seem to have a position. Hearing her say that, he could only stop the topic.

Shen Huan looked at the clock on the wall. It was very late. Fu Zhongqian's stay here seems inappropriate. But he didn't mean to go, and Shen Huan couldn't drive people.

So they sat in relative silence for a while.

Suddenly, Fu Zhongqian took out a pack of cigarettes and lighters from his bag. When he took out a cigarette to light, he looked at Shen Huan and asked her, ”can I smoke?”

Looking at the smoke in his hand and the familiar smoking posture, Shen Huan suddenly felt a pain in her heart: ”it's OK, smoke it.”

He used to be a non smoker. He could smoke, but he never carried cigarettes with him. But in this way, there is not much left in that pack of cigarettes. Shen Huan knows that he smokes much more than before.

Sparks were burning at his fingertips, blue eyes were spitting out of his mouth, and the sharp smell of tobacco came out.

Shen Huan felt that she could bear it, but in fact, she coughed hard soon.

She is not used to being surrounded by the smell of smoke.

Fu Zhongqian looked and sat down with the no ashtray, so he stood up, went to bathroom, dealt with the cigarette butts, then went to living room and opened its window.

Shen Huan stopped coughing and said, ”I didn't say anything.”

”I'm the one who said I'm sorry. It's almost time. I have to go.”

”OK, I'll take you.” Shen Huan sent Fu Zhongqian to the door.

Fu Zhongqian said, ”don't send it away. I will go and have a rest earlier.”

”Be safe on the road.”

Fu Zhongqian changed his shoes and looked at Shen Huan again, which made Shen Huan feel guilty, so she slightly lowered her eyes, and a sigh came from Fu Zhongqian's mouth, and he turned away.

Shen Huan closed the door and pasted the board, but the tears rolled down silently.

He left, but the room left his unique breath, so smell, let her heartache.

She went to the balcony and quietly opened a corner of the curtain. After a while, she saw his figure appear downstairs.

He went to the side of the car, but he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he looked up and looked at her side. Shen Huan was scared. He grabbed the curtain and didn't dare move. He was afraid that he would find himself standing behind.

Across the balcony, across the night, they are clearly looking at each other, but the darkness is like an invisible barrier, blocking the two people, thousands of words, unable to tell.

Fu Zhongqian spent a lot of time downstairs. Shen Huan saw that he smoked three cigarettes before leaving.

This man, at such an old age, has learned to smoke! Shen Huan is sad and angry. She used to cherish her body, but now it doesn't matter.

But the gas returns to the gas, she already had no standpoint to say anything.

The next morning, Shen Huan went to the opposite door to find Ran Ran.

After a night, Ran Ran's temper also came down.

See Shen Huan, just look at her with infinite grievance.