Shiyang didn't know whether Fu Jingchuan's words were intentional or just casual.
His eyes at this time were cold and sharp, like sharp blades, dissecting all her thoughts until nothing could escape them.
"It's...it's too late." Under his sharp eyes, her voice softened unconsciously, "I want to go home early."
Fu Jingchuan: "To a person's home, does it make any difference whether I go back earlier or later?"
"Or..." He looked straight at her with dark eyes, "You are not the only one at home?"
Shiyang: "..."
"Isn't a person's home just a home?" She met his gaze calmly and turned his accusations towards her. "For you, you can stop treating your home as your own, but I can't. I just like Stay at my house."
Her words really hit him.
She saw his lips pursed slightly, but the dark eyes looking at her were still sharp and cold: "Shiyang, do you know that you are secretly changing your concept?"
Shiyang: "..."
She pursed her lips, feeling slightly frustrated and unwilling.
As long as Fu Jingchuan wants to be serious with her, she has no power to fight back.
But Fu Jingchuan did not continue to struggle with her on this issue.
"Go up first."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and pressed the elevator button.
The elevator door opens.
Fu Jingchuan looked back at her.
Shiyang glanced at him hesitantly and did not move.
Fu Jingchuan didn't push her, and just looked at her calmly and decisively.
Shiyang had to say: "I don't want to go up."
Her voice was very soft and her head was lowered, not looking at him.
She didn't know why Fu Jingchuan, who was having a good time with each other, suddenly went crazy again. She was a little afraid of facing such an unstable Fu Jingchuan, especially when there were only two of them.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her: "Do you not want to, or do you dare not?"
The voice is deep and calm.
Shiyang pursed her lips: "I don't dare."
Fu Jingchuan: "You haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of? Or are you doing something sorry for me and you don't dare to face it?"
Shiyang raised his head and glanced at him. There was something in every word Fu Jingchuan said tonight.
"Fu Jingchuan, don't change your mind." She returned what he just said to him, "I wasn't afraid of you from the first day, nor was I the first to be afraid of you. Shouldn't you look for the reason from you?"
Fu Jingchuan was not affected by her words, and still looked at her extremely calmly: "Shiyang, didn't you notice? Since the divorce, you have never answered any of my questions directly."
Shiyang: "..."
"Shiyang, you are not the only one who understands me." Fu Jingchuan looked at her word by word, "I understand you too."
Shiyang didn't understand what he meant, but his words frightened her and made her heart skip a beat.
The elevator that had been pressed began to beep.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her and tilted his chin slightly toward the elevator. His intention to let her in was obvious.
The pressure from his eyes forced her to obey.
Fu Jingchuan waited for her to enter the elevator before following her.
As the elevator went up, there was a deathly silence in the confined space.
Shiyang's hands were entangled unconsciously, and he felt panic and uneasy in his heart, mixed with a little sadness that could not escape the control of fate.
All kinds of complex emotions converged into some inexplicable feelings of grievance, and my nose and eyes suddenly became sore.
The elevator soon stopped at the floor where Fu Jingchuan lived.
Fu Jingchuan turned to look at Shiyang, and saw the slight moisture in her eyes, and his eyes paused slightly.
He looked at her with complicated eyes, moved his long fingers, and then stretched out to the corners of her eyes.
Before they touched her, Shiyang sniffed and slapped his hand away, walked around him and walked out, standing in front of his room door, waiting for him silently.
Fu Jingchuan went over and opened the door.
When the door opened, Shiyang walked in and sat down on the sofa alone.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, walked to the refrigerator, took out the milk from the refrigerator, poured it into a cup, heated it in the microwave, and then brought it over and placed it in front of her.
"Let's have something to drink first."
He said, and then sat down on the sofa next to her.
"Thanks."
Shi Yang thanked her in a low voice, her voice a little hoarse.
Fu Jingchuan turned to look at her.
Shiyang had already picked up the milk, holding it with both hands, and drank it in small sips, but her emotions were obviously not under control yet. When the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye and dripped into the milk, followed by the second drop, The third drop...
Fu Jingchuan reached out and took the milk from her hand and looked at her.
She was also looking at him, her eyes wide open and blurry with tears, her upper teeth biting her lower lip tightly, looking aggrieved and a little bit uncontrollably embarrassed.
Seeing him looking over, she turned her head in confusion and raised the back of her hand to cover her mouth and nose.
Fu Jingchuan took her hand, and then in her confused eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her, slowly and tenderly.
[Updated at 0 o'clock in the next chapter]
