The house fell into a dead silence. It lasted for half a minute. Fu Shenyan's voice sounded low again, "she is the sister of a dead old friend of mine. Considering the old feelings, I treated her as a close sister, but she hurt your mother again and again and touched the bottom line. We have broken our grace and righteousness."

Siji still didn't speak, but he could see from his expression that he listened to everything.

Fu Shenyan raised his lips and said in a thought-provoking tone, "don't you believe it?"

Siji finally shook his head, "I believe it."

After a pause, he looked up at us and added, "I'll let her pay for today."

"HMM." Fu Shenyan nodded slightly and said carelessly, "let the assistant adjust your itinerary and accompany us to Jiangcheng tomorrow."

"OK." Siji blurted out, thought about it and felt inappropriate, and said with some worry, "but something has just happened in the club, and I have been away for so long, will it..."

Fu Shenyan shook his index finger. "Their goal has been achieved. There will be no big moves for the time being. Just arrange it."

"I see, I'll go now." Siji said, bent up, closed the door and withdrew.

When the footsteps went away, I pushed Fu Shenyan's arm and asked, "what are you doing back to Jiangcheng?"

Fu Shenyan's eyes smiled and gave a careless look, "what do you think?"

Jiangcheng, in addition to hometown, is an old friend. The four seasons didn't live in Jiangcheng for a long time. They didn't remember anything at that time. They probably didn't have much feelings for things, so there was only one possibility left.

Muzi.

"It's time to go and see her." my heart seemed to suddenly press a huge stone. I was stuffy. I said to myself with low eyes, "and grandpa, Anxin, they haven't given grandpa incense yet."

The land in Jiangcheng is full of people who play an important role in my life.

At the thought of these, I feel that the power of life is too small. The more I want to grasp something desperately, it is like grasping a handful of sand. The harder I try, the faster I lose.

As soon as the mood comes up, it's all written on your face.

Fu Shenyan suddenly stretched out his hand and took me to his arms. His generous palm comforted me twice on my shoulder. "They will be happy only if we live well."

Although he knew that he intended to enlighten, he still couldn't help feeling. He stuck it on his chest and sighed, "if I could, I would like to go back to the past. Everyone is fine. We love less, but they are safe and sound, not just passing through our lives and leaving an understatement. As soon as the wind blows, they will disperse."

Fu Shenyan took a deep breath when he heard the speech, and his chest suddenly fluctuated, "it seems that you can only blame me."

I got up from his arms and looked up at his Hu Qing's faint chin. "I'm talking nonsense again. It's agreed that everything caused by Murong Nanchuan will never be mentioned again. You have to complain about yourself and take everything to yourself?"

"I didn't mean that." Fu Shenyan smiled, put his big hand on the back of my head, pressed me back to his chest, and rubbed my hair with his warm palm, "because I can't love you less."

"Anything less would not be like this today."

My heart suddenly calmed down, like a breeze, many waves were smoothed.

Maybe he is right. Life, death and worldly sophistication have established destiny. If there is a slight difference, maybe we won't feel each other's temperature and heartbeat like this today.

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