Except for her polite and reserved move to the side when she sat down, Shiyang did not take the initiative to talk to him during the entire dinner.
After the meal, the boys arranged for each other to send the girls home.
Shi Yang looks like the sweet girl next door, and has a gentle and calm temperament. When he was a student, he was the target of boys vying to please him, and it was natural that day.
Among the boys rushing to see her off, Fu Jingchuan took the initiative and said, "I also live in the west of the city. I'll give you a ride on the way."
He obviously saw her surprise, but she had never been a troublemaker. She thanked him and refused his offer, saying that she had already taken a taxi. However, her refusal seemed weak in front of a group of enthusiastic classmates, and she finally had to accept it. Without the mutual persuasion of classmates, I got into his car.
The two of them didn't talk much along the way.
Obviously they had so much tacit understanding during their student days, and even acquiesced to the invisible intimacy and dependence on each other. However, after not seeing each other for several years, they seemed to be alienated from each other. However, this alienation happened at the moment when they collided in the darkness of her room. A sudden burst of turbulent and deadly affection.
He kissed her and then it got out of control.
He was not a casual person, and neither was Shiyang, but that night was the beginning of chaos in their lives for both of them.
Desire for each other overwhelms all reason.
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When the memories of that night flooded into his mind, Fu Jingchuan couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Shiyang.
She was still looking at the laughing couple quietly, with a slight smile on her gentle and calm face, a gesture of pure appreciation.
Fu Jingchuan thought about what she said, that he only wanted marriage, but she wanted love.
"Is that the love you're talking about?" He looked at her and said suddenly.
Shiyang turned to look at him in surprise, not expecting Fu Jingchuan to notice this.
She always felt that it was strange for the word "love" to come out of Fu Jingchuan's mouth. Since they met, he gave her the feeling that he was insulated from all romance.
"Why did you suddenly say this?" she asked with a smile, "It doesn't feel like you."
Fu Jingchuan also smiled, did not answer, and turned his eyes to the laughing couple in front.
This really doesn't look like him.
He will never be able to make faces like a young boy to make his girlfriend happy.
He has never had such a childlike and lively side.
He knew how to protect someone, but he couldn't learn how to make people happy.
Her eyes turned to Shiyang beside her again. In fact, Shiyang, like him, has a cold and quiet temperament. They are both more suitable to find a relatively lively and active partner and let them be responsible for adjusting their lives and emotions, so she Choosing to divorce is the most appropriate decision for both of them.
Shiyang noticed where his gaze was and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Fu Jingchuan said softly, his eyes still falling quietly on her face, "I just suddenly felt that you might be right when you said divorce."
Shiyang looked back at him quietly and smiled: "So, are you going to let me go?"
Fu Jingchuan looked at her without saying anything, his dark eyes deep and silent.
Intellectually, they felt it was a decision that was suitable for both of them, but in their hearts, they felt strong resistance and displeasure because of these words.
Fu Jingchuan has always been a rational person, and he has never been a difficult or coercive person. Therefore, when Shiyang said he wanted a divorce, he agreed without much thought.
In his opinion, he and Shiyang are both adults. They both have the right to choose their own lives and have the courage to take responsibility for their own decisions. Since Shiyang chose divorce, it must be the result of careful consideration. There is no need for him to force it. Stay and block.
But now that she is talking about letting go, it may not be the result of careful consideration.
But Fu Jingchuan didn't want to think rationally about this issue.
"I don't plan to." Fu Jingchuan said, his voice still low and gentle, and his eyes never moved away from her face from beginning to end.
Shiyang smiled habitually, drooping her eyelids slightly, and did not explore this issue with him. As long as the child was still there, there was no possibility for her and Fu Jingchuan to discuss this issue.
The wind started blowing on the lake. In the late autumn, the wind brought dampness and coldness. When it blew the fallen leaves in this direction, Shiyang's slightly curly long hair scattered on her shoulders was slightly blown up, and she was also blown by the wind and sneezed.
Fu Jingchuan subconsciously raised his hands and lightly covered her ears with his two palms. He also turned slightly to block the wind for her.
"Is it cold?" he asked, rubbing her ears gently with his hand.
His palms were warm and dry, and the area Shiyang was covering was slightly hot.
Shiyang vaguely remembered that Fu Jingchuan had such a considerate side when they first got together. However, in the past year or so, they had been busy with work, communicated less, and went out less. In addition, the two families and parents interfered with each other, and the annoying trivial matters Taking up most of her life, it slowly accumulated into disappointment in marriage and nostalgia for the single life before marriage. She had almost forgotten this side of Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan saw that she was in a daze and thought she was cold. Seeing that there were scarves and hats sold at the stall in front of her, he took off his coat and put it on her body. He said "Wait for me" and walked to the stall behind her.
Shiyang turned around in a daze, watching him buy a beige hat and a scarf of the same color simply and neatly, then walked towards her with them and stood in front of her.
He raised his hand to tidy up her long hair that was blown by the wind.
Shiyang raised her eyes to look at him. He half-closed his eyes. His handsome face was still calm and calm. He was arranging her hair with a serious and focused look, until he put the woolen hat and scarf on her. His dark eyes finally looked at her.
"well enough?"
