Chapter 33 Red eyes
The elevator went all the way down to the basement.

Fu Shiyu put Tang Xien's crutches in the trunk, and carefully helped her into the passenger car.

"Where are you going?" He started the car.

"Xinjiekou Nightless City," Tang Xi'en took out his phone from his coat pocket, "Do you know how to get there? I don't know, let me open a navigation."

"I know." Fu Shiyu drove the car out of the basement and into the road with few vehicles.

Tang Xi'en was thinking about how he and Fu Shiyu could live in peace before Aunt Wang came back, and he almost never took the initiative to speak. Fu Shiyu was not someone who would take the initiative to find topics to warm up the situation, so the two of them were almost silent all the way.

In the well-insulated carriage, almost only the sound of the two people's light and heavy breathing remained.

Fu Shiyu, who was used to being quiet on weekdays, felt that such quietness was a bit disturbing at the moment.To dispel this inexplicable emotion, he turned on the car radio.

The radio station was playing a small folk song, Fu Shiyu didn't listen to what he was singing at all, only felt that some of the lyrics seemed a little sad.

The steering wheel circled under his hands, and the car drove into Xinjiekou, but Fu Shiyu didn't quite know where the entrance of the city that never sleeps was.

"Are you going this way?" He looked at the road ahead and asked Tang Xi'en.

After waiting for a while, before Tang Xien could reply, he asked again: "To this way?"

Tang Xi'en still didn't answer.

Fu Shiyu turned his head and glanced at her, "What's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Tang Xi'en pulled out a tissue to wipe the corners of his eyes as if regained consciousness, with a nasal voice, "What's wrong?"

"Are you going here?"

"Yes, go straight on this road and turn right at the next traffic light for about 100 meters."

"Okay." Fu Shiyu looked away.

The song on the radio is still singing——

"This is the text in my father's diary, this is the prose poem left behind by his life; decades later, I can't stop crying, but my father is as old as an old newspaper... ..."

When he first left the house, Tang Xi'en was in a good mood, but now he was crying, presumably because of listening to this song.

Fu Shiyu recalled last night when he told her not to put her feet on the tea table, and mentioned her parents, her expression changed drastically.

He suddenly realized that apart from knowing that Tang Xien was a lawyer from "Guantao Law Firm" and a female doctor from Harvard, he knew almost nothing about her, let alone her past.

These things have nothing to do with him, but for some reason, seeing Tang Xi'en, who is always bright and resolute, blushing, he actually felt a little uncomfortable...

The car stopped in the parking lot of the city that never sleeps. Fu Shiyu took out his crutches, stretched out his arms, let Tang Xi'en hold his arms, and stood up from the passenger seat.

He looked down at Tang Xien's face. From this angle, he could see her long and curled eyelashes, her delicate but red nose...

After Tang Xi'en stood still and gave him his usual bright smile, he looked away slightly uncomfortably.

In the early years, Everbright City was a gathering place for food stalls. After more than ten years of development, although it has already become a food street that can form a large-scale effect, it still retains the business hours of the food stall period, and can operate from dark to dawn the next day. .

Fu Shiyu originally planned to find a restaurant that looked cleaner and order some soup and porridge to eat, but Tang Xien couldn't move when he saw barbecue and spicy pot.

In the end, she proposed to eat sheep scorpion hot pot, and it should be spicy.

Fu Shiyu couldn't eat spicy food, so he was about to refuse, but seeing that her eyes were still red, he obediently obeyed her.

 Director Fu ate spicy food, maybe something will happen emmmmm
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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