Fu Jingchuan didn't rush her, he just looked at her quietly, waiting for her answer.
"I..." Shiyang pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids, "I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."
This is one of the reasons.
With Fu Jingchuan's temperament, if she had a boyfriend, Fu Jingchuan would never get involved with her again.
He has a strong sense of responsibility and a strong sense of territory.
When they are husband and wife, no matter what the purpose is, he will assume his responsibility as a husband.
But once she is someone else's girlfriend or wife, he will also keep his distance.
Fu Jingchuan always restrains himself and observes etiquette.
He also always respects her choice.
But this time Fu Jingchuan didn't give up. He still looked at her calmly: "Then why not just fake it and do it for real?"
Shiyang couldn't help but look up at him.
"He's not suitable," she said.
Fu Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "Why isn't it suitable?"
Shiyang: "He looks so much like you."
Fu Jingchuan: "You mean, you and him will never be possible?"
"I don't know." Shiyang shook his head honestly, "No one can predict the future, just like when I first married you, I didn't know I would get divorced. I don't know if I will change in the future. Or will he change, so I don’t dare to guarantee it. I only know that for now, there is no possibility for me and him."
The corner of Fu Jingchuan's mouth curled up slightly, and then he quickly put it away: "You dare to promise me that there will never be a possibility between you and me. He is like me, but you have reservations about whether it is possible for you two."
After speaking, his voice paused, and his dark eyes turned cold as he looked at her: "Shiyang, you like him."
Shiyang was stunned and looked at him.
Fu Jingchuan's dark eyes were dark and calm: "You are in love with him, right?"
Shiyang shook his head slightly: "I have reservations because I don't know much about him yet. I'm not sure whether I will change my mind as my understanding deepens in the future. I'm just stating objective facts. As for you and me , I know you and I know myself, we have tried it, and reality has already given us the answer."
Fu Jingchuan looked at her without moving: "There is still a chance to make up the exam after failing the university course. Can't we try again?"
Shiyang pursed her lips, shook her head and smiled: "But this is not for studying for credits. If the shoes don't fit, they don't fit. Forcibly wearing them will only remove a layer of skin and cause blood on the feet. It might be better to change to another pair of shoes. .”
As she spoke, she looked at Fu Jingchuan again: "By the way, I heard Tang Shaoyu say yesterday that you were going on a blind date. What kind of blind date would you like?"
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her: "I heard that the conditions are good. She graduated from a prestigious school. She is beautiful, lively and generous, and has strong work ability. She has no requirements for her partner. I hope to keep our own space."
The voice was calm.
Shiyang couldn't help but smile: "That suits you quite well."
Fu Jingchuan also slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Yeah."
"When will we meet?" Shiyang asked.
Fu Jingchuan: "It will take a few days, it hasn't been decided yet."
Shiyang nodded clearly and looked at him: "Then I wish you a successful blind date?"
Fu Jingchuan's thin lips moved: "Thank you."
The topic suddenly came to a standstill.
Shiyang didn't know what topic to talk about for a while, so he lowered his head and drank the soup in silence.
Fu Jingchuan didn't eat and still looked at him motionless.
The presence of the two gazes falling on him was too strong, and Shiyang slowly stopped drinking soup.
She raised her head and smiled at Fu Jingchuan: "I'm full."
Fu Jingchuan said softly "Hmm" and put down his chopsticks.
Shiyang saw that he hadn't taken a sip of the soup in front of him and didn't move his chopsticks much.
After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but look at him: "Would you like to eat more? The food is still hot."
"No."
Fu Jingchuan stood up and walked to the living room.
There are also freshly bought fruits on the coffee table.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at it, picked it up and was about to wash it.
Seeing that his hands were inconvenient, Shiyang hurried over and took it: "I'll cut it for you. You sit down for a while."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her and did not stop her.
Shiyang put all the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, then cut them into pieces, put them on plates and put them on the coffee table. Then he looked at Fu Jingchuan: "I put the fruits here for you, then I..."
She pointed behind her with her hand: "Go back first?"
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her but said nothing.
The calmness in his black eyes made the smile on Shiyang's lips a little stiff. Just when she thought Fu Jingchuan would ignore her, he leaned over and took the phone: "Sit down for a while, I'll let Ke Chen give it to you." .”
"No, I have to trouble him to make a special trip." Shiyang stopped him subconsciously, "I can just take a taxi. It's not too late now."
"It's okay, he gets overtime pay."
When Fu Jingchuan finished speaking, he had dialed the phone to Ke Chen, "Come here and see Shiyang off."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, glanced sideways at the abrasion on his right arm, took the medicine on the coffee table, and was about to change the medicine.
He didn't ask Shiyang to help.
Shiyang glanced at the gauze on his left palm, finally squatted down and took the medicine from his hand: "I'll do it."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, let go of his hand, and let her handle it.
He was sitting on the sofa.
It was inconvenient for Shiyang to stand, so he squatted down in front of him, took the cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine and disinfected him, doing so gently and carefully.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her face.
Her face is still fair and beautiful, still vaguely childish as when she was seventeen years old, but with a bit more softness and beauty brought about by years of accumulation, and her drooping eyelids have thick and gentle eyelashes.
His face was always calm and serious, but this seriousness was not mixed with any emotion.
What was in front of her was just a wound, the wound of any passerby, A, B, C, D, would be fine.
Not Fu Jingchuan.
This kind of calmness was just like the blessing in her expression and smile when she asked him about his blind date just now.
bless……
The corner of Fu Jingchuan's mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly put it away. His dark eyes still looked at Shiyang motionlessly, very calmly.
Shiyang finally took care of the wound.
She looked up at Fu Jingchuan: "Okay, the medicine has been changed." She looked at Fu Jingchuan as she spoke and whispered, "It will be changed again tomorrow. Be careful not to touch the water."
Fu Jingchuan's lips moved: "Thank you."
No one moved.
Shi Yang also pursed his lips: "You're welcome."
She stood up: "Then...I'm going back first. If Vice President Ke comes over, let him stay and take care of you."
"good."
Fu Jingchuan still looked at her posture without moving.
Such Fu Jingchuan made Shiyang feel uneasy for no reason. She smiled awkwardly, turned around and wanted to leave, but her wrist was suddenly held very hard.
Shiyang looked at Fu Jingchuan in confusion. Before he could see clearly, the palm on his wrist suddenly exerted force, and Shiyang was dragged down to Fu Jingchuan.
In a flash, Shiyang was tightly locked in by Fu Jingchuan.
"..."
Shiyang pushed him in panic, but he pinned her arm beside her ear.
He was staring at her closely, his dark eyes were cold and heavy, and the calmness during the chat just now was completely gone.
[Updated at 0 o'clock in the next chapter]
