It seems that he didn't hear my response. Lu Xinran protested and said, "Miss Shen, if you want to be cautious about going back, I'll tell him later. He should go back later, but don't wait too late. After all, the food is cold and it's not delicious."

I stopped looking for embarrassment, hung up the phone, and then looked at the dishes on the table. I couldn't help feeling extremely ironic!

Love?

"Shen Shu!" He looked at me, obviously puzzled by my behavior.

The movement is quite smooth, without any drag.

I pulled to laugh, the heart knew too far fetched, walked to the table, indifferent way, "no, this dish is cold, don't eat!" Then, regardless of whether he has moved his chopsticks or not, he empties all the dishes into the garbage can without expression.

It sounds gentle and caring, but I just feel funny at this time.

Fu Shenyan looked back and saw me, slightly stunned for a while, then Junlang's face a little more indescribable emotion, "wake you up?"

"The food is cold. Mr. Fu's body is expensive. You'd better not eat it." I opened my mouth, standing outside the kitchen cold and distant.

It has been two hours since Lu Xinran and I called. We have finished all the things we should do.

I look at, in the heart of anger and tons of pain shallow spread, or uncomfortable, all emotions mixed together.

The cold food on the dining table was still on display, and he did not move a mouthful. He sat at the table and ate it gracefully.

I didn't see anyone in the living room. I turned my eyes to the kitchen. On the dining table, the man, as always, was dressed in a black suit. His back was straight and upright, sitting on the dining table, especially elegant.

I can't read any more. For a long time, I put down my book, got up and went downstairs.

The sound of the engine came from downstairs, and the car lights lit up most of the yard. My hand holding the book tightened slightly. Did I come back so soon?

Directly got up and went to the study, the previous one "we three" continue to read.

Maybe it's too early, maybe I'm not very sleepy. In a word, after lying in bed for a long time, I can't sleep. I don't force myself to sleep.

Toss and turn, but how can not sleep, abdominal pain began slowly, and even began to some convulsions, probably because of the relationship between washing vegetables with cold water.

Lying back in bed, where there is anything calm and sober in my mind, there is only the more I think about it, the more angry I have been, and the more I think about it, the more painful I am. It's true that when I know that he is not good, all the beauty and warmth once disappeared in an instant, leaving only the picture of him hurting you at the moment.

Back in the bedroom, I hold my breath, and my mind is full of Lu Xinran's sarcastic disdain. It's ridiculous. I thought I didn't care about it at all, but I didn't expect that when I really met it, I was still so distressed that I couldn't sleep all night.

It's not bullshit!

Trust?

I pursed my lips and said indifferently, "President Fu should be full of what he should eat outside. There's no need to aggrieve himself to eat these cold dishes." This, how to listen to all with a bit of indifference.

He frowned, and his anger began to boil. "Do you have to be so surly?"

I was stunned and couldn't help laughing. I looked at him calmly and nodded, "well, I've always been so weird. Did Mr. Fu know I was like this on the first day?"