Chapter 1268 (1/2)

Zhongjiaqi never felt so angry, helpless and confused like this moment. At this time, she was lying on the bed in her bedroom. Thinking of the quarrel with her parents in the living room, her hoarseness and the shock and sadness on her parents' faces, she knew that she scared them.

But with such an attitude, she did not know what she could do besides fight for it.

And Fu Zhongting 's feelings to so not easy, want her to give up, how she gave up, really, if you want her to give up, it is better to let her die.

However, when she thought that this was her parents who raised her from childhood, she couldn't say that again. But she really felt very embarrassed and covered up. If her parents didn't support her and oppose her, she didn't know where the feelings would go.

Marriage that is not blessed by both parents, even happiness, is flawed.

What she didn't understand was that parents' face was really more important than her happiness. Why couldn't they put themselves in her shoes and think about it.

She was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling above her head. She had never been so bothered and disordered as now. She had no idea what to do next.

At this time, the mobile phone around her suddenly rang, and she was shocked. She quickly picked it up and looked at it. It was Fu Zhongting's phone. A sweet and bitter rush came to her heart. She immediately answered, ”Hello, Zhongting.” But I really lowered my voice. I'm afraid that the parents next door would hear it and make trouble again.

”Sleeping?” Fu Zhongting's deep and hoarse voice came from there. It was the low echo of the cello, which made Zhong Jiaqi's heart grumpy all night and miraculously relieved.

”Well,” she nodded, ”how about you.”

Fu Zhongting was leaning on the front of the car, his head slightly upward, looking at the warm light coming out of the room upstairs, smiling: ”sleeping with the light on?”

”Well?” As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's mind turned, he understood the meaning of his words. He took a breath of air-conditioner unbelievably, stood up, walked to the bedside quickly, opened the window, and saw Fu Zhongting standing downstairs.

”Why are you here?” She clutched at the edge of the windowsill, holding back the pain in her heart.

Across a long distance, Mingming people have become so small, but the two people's vision seems to be closely intertwined.

Before Fu Zhongting could answer, Zhong Jiaqi immediately said, ”wait for me, I'll go down.”

”Don't come down, in case your parents find out, it's not good.”

”It's OK. They're asleep. You wait for me.” Finish saying, Zhong Jiaqi hung up the phone, not long, her figure will appear in the corridor.

In the late night community, no one is active. Against the dim yellow street light, the winning and losing woman said that everything around is hazy. The only thing she can see in her sight is the lazy and domineering man leaning on the front of the car.

Mingming is half sitting there and doing nothing, but zhongjiaqi thinks that he is the best looking and most charming man in the world. His deep eyes are like a pool of water, drawing her closer step by step and sinking.

She can't restrain to speed up the pace toward him, and then rushed into his arms, still can't hide the joy asked: ”how can you come?”

Fu Zhongting opened his arms, smiled and caught her soft body and asked, ”why, not welcome?”

”How can it be? It's too late to be happy.” Zhong Jiaqi's whole body is hanging in Fu Zhongting. It's only half a day since Mingming's separation. But for her, it's like half a century. She has fully realized this sentence.