Shiyang also looked at Fu Jingchuan in the surveillance camera absently, pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
Tongtong looked at it while staring at the phone in trance. She couldn't help but stretched her little neck to look at the phone out of curiosity.
Shiyang was afraid that Fu Jingchuan's cold eyes on the surveillance camera would scare Tongtong, so she put down her phone.
She didn't want her to have a shadow on Fu Jingchuan.
Tongtong didn't see it and wasn't disappointed. She just let her eyes pass through the mobile phone pressed against her chest in confusion, looking at the busy crowd, and then saw Yan Yao in the crowd.
"uncle."
She gave a sudden cry.
Shi Yang's heart beat rapidly at the shout. He subconsciously looked up and saw Yan Yao coming in with the crowd, and his pounding heart calmed down.
Yan Yao also saw her, smiled and said hello. His eyes turned to Tongtong, who was still looking at him eagerly, and he also said hello.
Tongtong also responded obediently: "Hello, uncle."
Shiyang reluctantly curled her lips: "What a coincidence."
Lin Shanshan, who was sitting by the window, said awkwardly: "Well, senior brother asked me which flight we were taking."
Yan Yao also took over the words: "I bought this flight specially."
Shiyang didn't know what to say for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and then quickly closed.
Yan Yao didn't care.
"I'll go over first," he said.
Shiyang nodded lightly: "Yes."
His attention returned to the cell phone pressed against his chest. The hand holding the cell phone hesitated and wanted to turn it off directly, but he hesitated and stopped when his finger pressed the power off button.
Shiyang picked up the phone again.
On the screen surveillance, Fu Jingchuan was still staring coldly at the surveillance camera, his tense handsome face expressionless, and his hand did not stop knocking on the door.
He seemed to have the attitude of not stopping until she responded to him.
When Shiyang pursed his lips slightly, he finally hesitated and called him back.
Before the first "beep..." of the phone finished ringing, the phone was picked up.
"Where are you?"
A cold and short opening, without any small talk.
"I'm outside now." Shiyang said softly, "What do you want from me?"
"where?"
It's still just two cold and short words.
Shiyang pursed her lips and said softly: "Airport."
Fu Jingchuan: "Which airport?"
Shiyang: "Xicheng Airport."
Fu Jingchuan: "What are you going to the airport for?"
Shiyang: "I've been under too much pressure recently and want to go out for a walk."
Fu Jingchuan: "Alone?"
Shi Yang hesitated: "No."
Fu Jingchuan: "Who else?"
Shi Yang pursed his lips slightly and lowered his voice: "Senior brother is here too."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
Just when Shiyang thought Fu Jingchuan was about to hang up, he said calmly: "You start the video."
"Okay..." He responded softly and hesitantly.
Shi Yang unbuckled his seat belt, stood up, walked a few steps to the back, and switched the call to video mode.
Fu Jingchuan's handsome face appears in the video, and his expression has become much calmer.
He glanced behind her: "On the plane?"
Shiyang: "Well, we're ready to take off."
Yan Yao, who was behind her, saw that she was still holding up her mobile phone and videoing. The flight attendant in front had already begun to remind passengers to turn off their phones, so he stood up and reminded Shiyang: "Shiyang, the plane is about to take off."
His face appears on camera as he gets up.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at him.
Only then did Yan Yao notice that the person in Shiyang's video was Fu Jingchuan. He couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan, with a hint of alertness in his eyes.
Fu Jingchuan understands this vigilance, a sense of crisis that a male displays when his belongings are missed.
He looked at Shiyang.
Shi Yang turned around and said to Yan Yao, "Yes, I understand." Then she looked at him and said, "The plane is about to take off, I'll hang up first."
Yan Yao has also disappeared from the mobile phone screen.
"Are you together?"
Fu Jingchuan asked, his voice almost emotionless.
Shiyang pursed her lips and said nothing.
Fu Jingchuan thought she was acquiescing, and his black eyes instantly turned cold.
"I know," he said, "Excuse me."
The phone was cut off instantly.
Shiyang looked at the screen that was switched back to monitoring mode.
Fu Jingchuan's cell phone in the surveillance camera was slammed into the corner. The sound of the phone breaking and falling to the ground was heard. Fu Jingchuan turned around and left expressionlessly.
The surveillance screen returned to calmness.
Shiyang's pursed lips almost formed a straight line, her eyes were a little red, and her fingers on the phone trembled as she pressed the power off button.
The phone screen also went black for an instant.
When he returned to his seat, Shiyang was still a little dazed.
Lin Shanshan, who was paying attention to her side the whole time, couldn't help but look at her: "Doesn't it mean that you are killing the possibility of getting back together with him?"
"If we wanted to get back together, we wouldn't have divorced in the first place."
Shiyang said, his voice was very soft, and he leaned back on the seat tiredly.
Tongtong was so sensitive that she couldn't help but hold her hand and called her worriedly: "Mom?"
Shi Yang looked at her, his eyes slightly red.
But she still gave her a reassuring smile: "Mom is fine."
Then he leaned forward and hugged her gently.
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Fu Jingchuan drove all the way home at a very fast speed.
A few waves of air kept pounding in his chest, and his heart ached so much that his breathing seemed to stop.
The always clear mind fell into an almost numb trance, filled with images of Yan Yao standing behind Shi Yang, and her silent attitude when he asked her if she was with Yan Yao.
The messy picture caused his brain to lose all judgment. Among all the sensations, only the pain in his chest was the most obvious.
The constantly pressurized accelerator is like the air flowing out of control in the chest, unable to find an outlet.
Fu Jingchuan was stopped by the traffic police at a speed that was almost out of control.
The car window was rolled down at the signal of the traffic police.
The traffic policeman's face, which was sunburned red under the scorching sun, appeared in his field of vision, and Fu Jingchuan's chaotic and numb brain finally slowly regained some clarity.
"Feel sorry."
He apologized softly.
"Are you OK?"
The traffic policeman saw that he looked strange and couldn't help but asked worriedly, but he still stretched out the instrument and tested his alcohol.
No drunk driving, no drunk driving, nothing else, everything is normal.
The traffic policeman also breathed a sigh of relief, and said to him while issuing the ticket: "Young man, there is no obstacle in this world that you can't overcome. Drive wisely and drive carefully. Don't drive so fast. It's too dangerous."
Fu Jingchuan nodded lightly: "Thank you."
He reached out and took the ticket handed over by the traffic police.
The first ticket in his life.
