He came with great glory

Chapter 81 Don't You Have Thoughts About My Brother?
Fu Ying left the stage, went to sit next to Lin Lishan and the others, and watched the show.

Du Yong looked at her, his eyes straightened: "Absolutely, boss, you are absurd, I didn't expect you to do this?"

Li Hanyi: "We thought you would perform acrobatics, or perform magic tricks, or put on a funny talk show, but it turned out to be of such a high standard that it has been upgraded to a higher level."

Lin Lishan: "Renwen Tian said, don't underestimate anyone."

Wen Tian looked away from the physics problem, looked at her, and didn't speak.

Fu Ying was so cold that she wrapped her coat around her body and explained, "I learned the pipa during the summer vacation."

Lin Lishan stared at her clothes: "Your clothes are pretty, and they were so beautiful just now on stage."

Fu Ying didn't speak, and turned to look for the familiar figure.

After he left the school's New Year's Eve party, he didn't come back.

"Looking for what?" Wen Tian asked.

Fu Ying shook her head and smiled: "My little brother, he was still there just now, and now I don't know where he went."

The school's New Year's Eve party is over, it's already nine o'clock.

The people in the school walked away one after another, and Fu Ying didn't see her little brother, so she didn't know where she went.

When Lin Lishan and the others left the school, they saw a figure sitting under a street lamp across the road.

The man was sitting on a bench by the side of the road, with his head up and a cigarette in his mouth, looking very depressed.

It turned out that he had been sitting here for so long at the party.

He looked preoccupied.

What are you thinking about.

I really want to know.

"Fu Ying, you're so angry, you might be the class flower of our class in the future." Lin Lishan was still sighing, and pulled her to look, "Hmm... ancient costumes are very suitable for you."

"Where did you buy this dress? Online? Give me a link?"

Lin Lishan was chattering, Fu Ying focused on Shen Liguang, and said "Oh" perfunctorily.

Lin Lishan frowned: "Oh what, I want a link with you."

"Ah." Fu Ying smiled, "I can't buy it."

"custom made?"

Fu Ying didn't know how to explain, so she nodded, "Well, my dad made it for me."

"No wonder it's so beautiful, but it suits you very well."

"Okay."

After chatting with Lin Lishan, Sheng Chen came.

The two of them go to school together and leave school together, and they are very tired.

After Lin Lishan left with Sheng Chen, Fu Ying looked at the people across the road.

His figure looks lonely, he is swallowing clouds, and he has something on his mind.

Fu Ying looked around and saw that there were no cars on both sides of the road, so she walked over.

As soon as she sat down beside Shen Liguang, he tilted his head and looked at her.

"Where's your brother?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "I don't know where it went."

"It's unreliable to leave you here alone at night."

His tone sounded accusatory.

Perhaps, it is an illusion.

Fu Ying blinked and glanced at him quickly.

Then, he was arrested.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Shen Liguang smiled wickedly: "You can watch it if you want, what's the point of peeking?"

Fu Ying's face flushed red, a little nervous: "I, I didn't peek."

"I didn't peek at your blushing."

Fu Ying grabbed her clothes tightly, and her sophistry was unconvincing: "I, I didn't..."

"Do you have thoughts about your brother?"

Fu Ying was startled, she hurriedly shook her head: "No, no."

Shen Liguang turned his head sideways, looked at her, his eyes darkened, and then he sneered.

"I'm kidding, why are you panicking?"

Fu Ying didn't know whether she was relieved or what, in short, it hurt a little.

It turned out that he was teasing her.

Unfortunately, she didn't even have the courage to joke with him.

The atmosphere slowly became silent, and Fu Ying saw him lighting another cigarette.

After smoking half a cigarette, she asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Think about things."

"Thinking about what?"

"Think of a letter."

Fu Ying was taken aback, clutching the down jacket tightly with her fingers, and said weakly, "Oh."

Shen Liguang smiled.

Fu Ying asked again: "What kind of letter is it?"

"It looks like it should be a love letter."

Fu Ying took a deep breath, and murmured, "Love letter, how does that brother feel after reading it?"

"It's very contradictory, very tangled, and very tormenting."

The man smiled softly and gave these nine words.

Fu Ying thought in her heart and remained silent.

Perhaps, that love letter brought trouble to him?
After that, there was silence between the two.

He didn't speak, only the sound of smoking.

Fu Ying lowered her head and thought, it would be nice to sit together quietly like this.

As long as he is here.

It's a pity that the sky will light up and people will leave.

When is it justifiable.

Shen Liguang heard the girl beside him sigh deeply.

"What's wrong?" he asked with a smile.

Fu Ying raised her eyes and looked at him.

She faced the warm light of the street lamp, her eyes were bright, as if there were stars.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Shen Liguang indifferently looked away to the middle of the road.

The little girl said in a waxy voice, "It's nothing."

Shen Liguang squeezed the cigarette in his hand, and suddenly said: "Just now you were humble."

"what?"

He said this suddenly, but Fu Ying didn't react.

Shen Liguang looked at her with a smile, and said with a teasing tone: "I know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Oh, I do understand a little. I know other things." Fu Ying dare not say that she can dance. Next time, I will show you how to dance.

On the side, the man pinched out his cigarette and stood up: "I'll take you back."

Fu Ying nodded: "Yes."

It snowed again on the way Shen Liguang sent her home. This was the second snow this winter in this city.

As soon as Fu Ying got out of the car, she bumped into Wen Tian's mother sending her father back.

The father and daughter looked at each other in embarrassment, and shifted their eyes guiltily.

"Ahem, that, brother Li Guang sent it back?"

Fu Ying nodded: "Yes."

"Just now, that was your warm aunt." Fu Mingchuan was afraid that his daughter would think too much, cleared his throat, and explained, "Well, Yingying, don't get me wrong, my car is broken down, and I happened to run into your warm aunt, so let her pick you up." Me for a while."

"Oh."

Fu Mingchuan was startled, and he was a little surprised by his daughter's mediocre reaction.

"You don't mind which aunt Dad gets close to?"

Fu Ying wrapped her coat around her body and shook her head: "I don't mind, I don't mind if you find me a stepmother, that dad, I have something else to do, I'll go upstairs first."

Seeing his daughter running upstairs quickly, Fu Mingchuan felt a little worried in his eyes.

Now, my daughter and Li Guang are getting closer, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Children under the age of 17, what do you know?
It was very quiet at night, and the sound of snowflakes falling could be heard.

Fu Ying lay on the bed staring at the ceiling and blinking, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking back, those nine words he said.

Very contradictory, very tangled, very tormented.

Fu Ying tried her best to understand something from the nine words, but after thinking for a long time, she had no clue.

Beside her, Qibao rubbed against her, making a comfortable snoring sound.

Fu Ying sighed and closed her eyes.

That night, Shen Liguang hesitated for a long time and sent a rare sentence in Moments: Good night.

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