C1257 (1/2)
Fu Qingliu left in Fu Zhongting's car and couldn't help breathing.
Fu Zhongting looked at her: ”elder sister, why do you sigh?”
”This is the big stone in my heart. I'm happy that Tianqing has come back.” This period of time, Fu Qingliu this heart has been tense, very uncomfortable, now to see Gu Tianqing safely back, is not a sigh of relief.
Fu Zhongting nodded: ”this is really a thing to be happy about.”
”Yes, now my only wish is you. Zhongting, when will you be able to do it? My wish is that I will die with no regrets.”
”Don't say that, sister. You are young.”
”Am I young? So you think you're younger, right? Do you think you are a young man in his twenties? ”
Fu Zhongting smiles, even Jin Xi on one side, all low smile out a voice.
Fu Qingliu shook his head and laughed: ”you know what I'm talking about. What should be grasped is still to be grasped. You are not young, do you know?”
”Yes, I know.” Fu Zhongting replied.
”OK, I won't say much, I'm afraid you'll find me annoyed.”
Fu Zhongting smiles and sends Fu Qingliu and Jinxi back home. Fu Qingliu asks him to sit down. He shakes his head and says, ”there's no one at home. Don't sit down. Come back later.”
”Well, then I'll go up first. Be careful on your own way.”
Fu Zhongting nodded and watched Fu Qingliu and Jinxi leave, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he took out a lighter, pulled out a cigarette and smoked slowly.
He didn't think about marriage before, but recently, he has also considered it.
Seeing the life of Fu Zhongqian and Gu Tianqing, he seems to be less exclusive of marriage.
In the past, he didn't know how to manage marriage because he didn't care about anything. He thought that a wife was just a decoration. But now, he realized that it didn't matter, just because he didn't meet the person he cared about.
He pulled the corners of his mouth, started the car, left, and went home.
He bought this house later, and Zhong Jiaqi came up alone. But today, when he came up, he saw a woman's figure half squatting at the door.
He was stunned. He thought it was Zhong Jiaqi. Although he couldn't believe it, he could not deny that it was a thrilling surprise, and his heart was even pounding. He was more happy than returning from a mission.
However, when the woman squatting there slowly raised her head, the joy in his eyes also drowned.
This woman --
”Zhongting, you are back.” Han Jing smiles at him happily.
Fu Zhongting frowned: ”how can you be here?”
”Of course I came to see you.” She tried to stand up, but she tried several times without success. She looked at Fu Zhongting pitifully and said, ”Zhongting, can you help me? I can't get up.”
Fu Zhongting didn't mean to be pitiful: ”how to sit down, how to stand up, there is no difficulty, can't stand up and continue to squat.”
Han Jing's face suddenly showed a trace of embarrassment and unhappiness, but she tried to squeeze out a smile and said to Fu Zhongting: ”Zhongting, don't be like this. We'll have a good and bad marriage. One day, the husband and wife have a hundred days' grace. You can pull me.”