Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 132 For the last time, I am waiting for her reply.

The weight on the body suddenly lightened, but the heart also became empty. Jiang Luyun's eyes were full of light, and the him in his sight gradually became blurred...

Even this, can't it?Drunk and unconscious, but still able to tell the difference, isn't the one he hugged and kissed the one in his heart?

"It's okay..."

Jiang Luyun tried, wanted to grab his arm, but Fu Jingxing had already stood up shaking.

"It's okay..."

Jiang Luyun staggered to his feet. His body, which had been suppressed by him for so long, was still a little numb. When he stood up, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground again.

But he stood so close, but he refused to reach out to help her...

Jiang Luyun immediately burst into tears of grievance.

This is still in front of Yiran's tomb... He always treats her like this.

What did she do wrong?It was he who was drunk and hugged her, and she took the initiative to kiss him...

"It's late, let's go back."

Fu Jingxing turned around, his head was still hurting like it was about to split open, but his mind was strangely clear, the night breeze was slightly cool, as if the thick and chaotic fog in his mind was gradually blown away, and gradually the Lingtai became clear. .

Seeing him leave so resolutely, Jiang Luyun was even more ashamed. She turned around, looked at the bright smiling face on the tombstone with teary eyes, and finally choked up uncontrollably.

The days with Yiran seemed to be in front of her eyes again. If he was still alive, how could she become what she is now? Even if there were slight fluctuations in her heart, she would not let herself sink so deep that she could no longer Extricate yourself.

Fu Jing walked a few steps, but stood still. He turned around and looked at Jiang Luyun.

She sat alone under the moonlight, like the loneliest person in the world.

Each of them is the same, everyone is struggling desperately in their own suffering, some are lucky to be saved, and some are perishing just like that, beyond redemption.

He pities her and sympathizes with her, but that's all.

"Luyun, don't make Yiran sad."

Fu Jingxing's voice came with Night Breeze, although it was concerned, it was even more uncomfortable.

Jiang Luyun caressed Yiran's face and slowly shook his head: "Can you do it?"

Before Yiran died, lying there covered in blood, he grabbed Fu Jingxing's hand and refused to let go. He said that he wanted him to take care of Jiang Luyun for the rest of his life, so that she would not be sad or wronged.

He agreed, but he really couldn't do it.

"You don't love Nie Yanrong, but you can marry her. You say you don't have me in your heart, but why can't you marry me?"

Jiang Luyun turned around slowly under the moonlight, the years have made her more and more beautiful, but what Fu Jingxing retains in his heart is always the image of her lively and innocent past.

"I remember you said that a person's life can only be considered complete if he is with the one he loves."

"But you also married the one you didn't love."

Jiang Luyun smiled slightly: "Is it because she lost her uterus?"

Fu Jingxing didn't want to continue talking to her, it's hard to wake up a person who is immersed in his own world and fantasy.

He thought that more and greater distance was needed between him and Jiang Luyun.

He turned and walked into the night, the white shirt was like a flag floating in the night, she watched his figure until she could no longer see it, like a person on a long voyage who lost the light of a lighthouse, her eyes were full of dead silence.

Fu Jingxing stumbled a little, the mountain road was difficult, the stairs were steep, but the moonlight was bright enough, he lit a cigarette, trying to suppress his severe headache.

It's just that the thick smoke poured into the lungs, but it made the body even more uncomfortable.

It would be great if Yiran was still alive.

He will definitely not be like this, and they will certainly not be like this.

Gu Heng waited anxiously at the foot of the mountain, and when he saw his figure appear, he let out a long breath.

The engagement ceremony is at nine o'clock in the morning, and it's still too late to rush back...

"Sir, shall we go back now?"

Gu Heng saw that he was very drunk and his gait was sloppy, so he quickly stepped forward and helped him into the car.

Fu Jingxing sat down on the car, closed his eyes and leaned against the car seat weakly, his hands were in his pockets, and something was tightly clenched in his palms.

After a while, he took out the small pearl earring and handed it to Gu Heng.

Gu Heng took it in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"You go to her and give her this."

This time, Gu Heng knew who she was without asking.

But, what should he say at that time?
"Sir, do I want to say something to Miss San?"

Fu Jingxing shook his head slowly, eyes still closed: "Don't say anything, don't say anything, you tell her, what she says, what she does, you tell me immediately."

Gu Heng nodded, carefully put the earrings away, but then asked cautiously, "Aren't you... going back?"

He seemed to be asleep, and he seemed unwilling to answer. After a while, when Gu Heng was about to turn around and leave, he heard Fu Jingxing say in a low voice: "I'll wait for her answer."

Gu Heng was stunned for a few seconds before slowly nodding in response.

He never thought that Mr. would treat a person like this.

Time and time again, giving up your bottom line, time and time again, hoping for a brighter future.

Until the car drove far, far away, Gu Heng still couldn't calm down.

In the storage compartment in the car, there was still that bottle of perfume that hadn't been given away. Gu Heng gritted his teeth. This time, he would give away the perfume no matter what. Also, there were so many, she didn't know thing.

Fu Jingxing watched Gu Heng's car drive away, and then ordered the driver to drive.

The driver didn't dare to ask him where he was going, so he had to slow down the speed of the car. After driving out of Huanshan Road, Fu Jingxing said, "Go back to the hotel."

He has a hotel in the capital that he is used to staying in, and the suite on the top floor is reserved for him 365 days a year, just like another home.

The driver should be "yes", stepped on the accelerator, the car drove forward quickly, rushed into the deep night, and disappeared without a trace.

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