C1268 (1/2)

Zhong Jiaqi has never felt so angry, helpless and confused as this moment. At this time, she lies on the bed in her bedroom. Thinking of the quarrel she had 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 their attitude, she didn't know what she could do except to argue.

The feeling with Fu Zhongting is not easy. If you want her to give up, how can she give up? Really, if you want her to give up, it's better to let her die.

However, at the thought of her parents who raised her up from childhood, she could not say such words in a strong way, but she really felt very embarrassed and covered. If even her parents did not support her and opposed her, she did not know where the feelings would go.

A marriage that is not blessed by both parents, even if it is happy, is flawed.

What she didn't understand was that the face of her parents was really more important than her happiness, and why they couldn't put themselves in her shoes.

She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling above her head. She had never been so bothered and disordered as she was now. She didn't know what to do next.

At this time, the mobile phone nearby suddenly rang. She was startled. When she recovered, she quickly picked it up and looked. It was Fu Zhongting's phone. A sweet bitterness suddenly came to her heart. She immediately answered: ”Hello, Zhongting.” But it really lowered the voice, deeply afraid that the parents next door heard it and came to stir up trouble.

”Asleep?” Fu Zhongting's deep and hoarse voice came from there. It was the low echo of the cello. Zhong Jiaqi's heart, which had been irritable all night, was comforted miraculously.

”Well,” she nodded, ”and you.”

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

”Well?” As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's brain turned, she understood what he meant. She took a breath of air in disbelief. She stood up and quickly walked to the bedside. Then she opened the window and saw Fu Zhongting standing downstairs.

”Why did you come?” She clung to the edge of the window sill, trying to hold back the pain in her heart.

Apart from a very long distance, clearly people have become so small, but their sight seems to be tightly entangled together.

Without waiting for Fu Zhongting to 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.” With that, Zhong Jiaqi hung up the phone, and soon her figure appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

At night, there is no one moving in the neighborhood. Against the dim lights, the winner and loser said that everything around her is hazy. The only thing she can see in her sight is the lazy and domineering man leaning against the front of the car.

Obviously, she was half sitting there, doing nothing, but Zhong Jiaqi felt that he was the best and most charming man in the world. Her deep eyes were like a pool of deep water, leading her step by step closer and sinking.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace and ran towards him. Then she rushed into his arms, still unable to hide her joy and asked, ”how could you come?”

Fu Zhongting opened his arms, took her soft body with a smile and asked, ”why, not welcome?”

”No, it's too late to be happy.” Zhong Jiaqi's whole body was hanging in Fu Zhongting, and it was only half a day before she was separated. However, for her, it was like half a century, and life was like a year.