On Friday night, in an apartment near the Public Security University, on a black leather sofa, Wang Siyu held his face in both hands, held a sign pen in his mouth, frowned and looked at the manuscript paper on the coffee table, and said innocently: "Sister Xiaojing, there is nothing to explain. My emotional experience over the years is really... pure as paper!"

"Impossible!" Fang Jing held a bunch of fiery red roses, took a deep breath of the rich fragrance, and spitted out her little tongue, showing an extremely satisfied smile on her face.

She inserted the rose into the vase, turned around and walked over, pulled the pen down, threw it on the coffee table, peeled a banana, and put it into Wang Siyu's mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoyu, in fact, I am not such an unreasonable person. I will inevitably be lonely when I have been outside for so many years. It's normal to have a few confidants in the red-skinned girl. Good brother, just tell me honestly, I promise not to blame the past."

Wang Siyu chewed the banana and looked at her pure and lovely appearance, but Fang Miao's reminder echoed in his mind: "A woman is angry and her blood will splatter five steps!"

"Okay, I'll explain!" Wang Siyu sighed, picked up the pen and wrote more than a dozen 'Fang Jing', and added four more words at the end: "Only love Fang Jing!"

Throwing the signature pen beside him, he picked up the materials in both hands, handed them over solemnly, and laughed: "How is it, Officer Fang, are you satisfied this time?"

Fang Jing threw the manuscript paper down, with a disappointed expression on her face, sat on Wang Siyu's knee, reached out to hook his neck, and said with a frown: "Brother Xiaoyu, we are going to be husband and wife for the rest of our lives. How long will you hide those secrets?"

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be hidden, and will be exposed sooner or later. Wang Siyu thought for a long time, made up his mind, deliberately said tentatively, "Xiaojing, since we don't trust us, let's break up!"

Fang Jing opened her eyes wide, stared at Wang Siyu, waved her pink fist, hit his chest, and said with a humming voice: "Hate, Brother Xiaoyu, what are you saying? Do you want to abandon it all the time?"

Wang Siyu felt soft, sighed, hugged her slender waist, and whispered: "Sister Xiaojing, ask you a serious question. If I were really a playboy and were flirting with things outside, would you leave me?"

Fang Jing was stunned for a while, then bit her lip and shook her head, "No, but I must defend love to the death and drive those women away."

Wang Siyu's heart sank and said with a wry smile: "Sister Xiaojing, until now, I still can't understand why you suddenly like me and are still trapped in such a deep way!"

Fang Jing giggled, rubbed his head against his jaw, and said obediently: "Silly brother, this is love at first sight. You don't understand. How can there be so many reasons for emotional matters!"

"Love at first sight?" Wang Siyu's mood became complicated. After pondering for a while, he said softly: "Don't say it, there are really a few things to explain."

Fang Jing immediately felt energetic, looked at Wang Siyu with a gaze, and said softly: "Say it, as long as I say it, I will definitely forgive you, Brother Xiaoyu, believe me."

Wang Siyu smiled, but his mood became a little heavy, and he said softly: "I promise to say it first, don't lose my temper, otherwise I will leave here at night and never come back."

"Wait!" Fang Jing's body trembled slightly, her face turned like white paper. She took a deep breath, stood up slowly, walked to the opposite side of Wang Siyu, pulled the chair and sat down, and said nervously: "Brother Xiaoyu, tell me, I...I am mentally prepared."

"It's not what you imagined." Wang Siyu carefully considered the words and half-true and half-false, and told the experiences of several poor women, from Zhang Qianying, Liu Meier, to Liao Jingqing.

Fang Jing was very sympathetic and very simple. After listening for a while, she began to wipe her tears and choked up, "No need to say that Sister Xiaoying is so kind. I didn't expect that her life would be so miserable. Mei'er is also very pitiful, almost like me, but what I lost was my mother, and what she lost was her father, but she was even more miserable."

Half an hour later, Wang Siyu paused, hesitated for a while, and decided to keep it aside and could not tell it. So he lit a cigarette, frowned and took a few sips, and said in embarrassment: "Mei'er, this is the case. Aunt Xiaolei and Sister Xiaoying are taking care of my business, and Sister Jingqing is taking care of my life. They were originally extremely pitiful women, but now they are my capable helpers. If you can accept them, you can become my wife. If you refuse, I have no choice but to go to the teacher to take the thorns and apologize."

Fang Jing held her face with both hands, looked at Wang Siyu with tears in her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Xiaoyu, are you showing off?"

Wang Siyu waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "No, but I have made a vow before to take care of them; but I have promised the teacher to protect you for the rest of my life. I am in a dilemma, Xiaojing."

Fang Jing lowered her head, her mood became extremely complicated. She choked for a while before she raised her head and said in tears: "Brother Xiaoyu, have you ever had a relationship with them?"

Wang Siyu felt a little embarrassed, so he shook his head gently and whispered: "No."

Fang Jing giggled, but tears fell. She walked to the dressing table, looked in the mirror, and murmured: "I shouldn't ask, I'm asking for trouble. Brother Xiaoyu, the roses you gave are so beautiful, I like them very much!"

"Xiao Jing..." Wang Siyu stood up, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Fang Jing was panicked and quickly turned around, looked at Wang Siyu pitifully, pulled her nightgown with both hands, moved her pink lips slightly, and begged like a murmur: "Okay, Brother Xiaoyu, stop talking, it's good that there was no relationship, I already know."

Wang Siyu hesitated for a while, sat down helplessly, sucked a few puffs of cigarettes, and sighed: "Sister Xiaojing, there are many excellent boys outside, you should consider it again."

"What does it have to do with me if they are excellent or not!" Fang Jing took out a tissue, wiped the corners of her eyes, walked to the sofa, sat on Wang Siyu's lap, as gentle as a bird, and said flatteringly: "Okay, Brother Xiaoyu, you have promised your father that you want to protect me for the rest of your life, and you are not allowed to regret it, do you know?"

Wang Siyu put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, and said with a wry smile: "Xiaojing, why are you doing this?"

Fang Jing buried her head in his arms and shed tears silently. The tears quickly wet Wang Siyu's front. After a while, she raised her head and said pitifully: "Brother Xiaoyu, are you determined to abandon me?"

Wang Siyu shook his head gently, patted her back, and slowly said, "No, how could it be!"

Fang Jing sighed lightly and murmured: "That's good, Brother Xiaoyu, you have to remember that life is my man and death is my ghost. No matter when the time comes, we are together forever, and neither of us is allowed to abandon each other!"

Wang Siyu fell silent, looked at the bunch of bright red roses in the vase beside the dressing table, and said softly: "Okay, Sister Xiaojing, I listen to you."

Fang Jing stopped saying a word, but instead cried alone. Perhaps because of his excessive sadness and being too tired, he fell asleep not long after.

Wang Siyu hugged her, walked into the bedroom, put her in the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt, and was about to turn around and leave, but his arm was pulled. Fang Jing raised her head and said with red eyes: "Brother Xiaoyu, don't leave! I won't let you go!"

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, nodded outside, and said softly: "Go to take a shower, your body smells smelly, you won't like it."

Fang Jing pouted her mouth, pulled his arm desperately, and said stubbornly: "You are just not allowed to leave. If you dare to leave for half a step, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

In desperation, Wang Siyu had to sit back to the bed, take off his clothes, get into the quilt, and smile and say, "Okay, I won't leave."

Fang Jing sighed, reached out and pushed him away, and said softly: "Brother Xiaoyu, go take a shower. Go naked, I won't be afraid."

Wang Siyu was speechless and felt a little guilty. He bent down and kissed her white cheek, then got out of the quilt, went into the bathroom, took a shower, walked out of the bath towel, and entered the bedroom, but saw Fang Jing holding a pillow in her arms, leaning against the head of the bed, staring blankly.

"Xiao Jing, what are you thinking?" Wang Siyu lifted the quilt, got in, turned his body sideways, and asked softly.

Fang Jing shook her head, lay down again, hooked his neck, and whispered: "Brother Xiaoyu, am I too willful?"

Wang Siyu sighed and said softly: "No, those things are all Brother Xiaoyu's fault."

Fang Jing stretched out her fair little hand, covered his mouth, and choked, "Aunt Xueying said that a princess with a willful and willful temper like me will suffer if she doesn't change it."

"Stop crying, Xiaojing, you are like this, let me..." Wang Siyu looked up at the roof, reached out to touch Fang Jing's back, and felt extremely complicated. The second half of the sentence stopped at his mouth, but he couldn't finish it.

Fang Jing wiped her tears and pouted, "Actually, I really want to lose my temper, but I don't dare. I'm afraid that you will not want me after you get angry."

"Send it, send it, Brother Xiaoyu doesn't blame you!" Wang Siyu pulled open the quilt, showed his chest, and said with a wry smile.

Fang Jing wiped her tears, sat up, stretched out her pink fists, shook her, and said fiercely: "This is what you said!"

Wang Siyu nodded and said softly: "It's okay, let's vent your anger, you can beat him anywhere."

Fang Jing sat for a while, pinched her pink fist, shook her for a while in front of Wang Siyu, bit her teeth several times, but never took action. A few minutes later, she sighed quietly, pulled up the quilt, and crawled back into the quilt, and said somewhat deflatedly: "No, I can't bear it!"

Wang Siyu smiled slightly, held her in his arms, kissed her smooth forehead, and whispered: "You are just a child who never grows up."

Fang Jing said 'oh', reached out and hooked Wang Siyu's neck, and said tremblingly: "Brother Xiaoyu, I know that I have many shortcomings. If you don't like it, tell me that I will definitely improve it."

Wang Siyu's heart felt like he was stabbed with a steel needle, and it hurt so much. After a while, he sighed, reached out and touched the cigarette box from the bedside table, popped up a cigarette, picked up the lighter, lit it with a "bang", took a deep breath, threw the lighter out, and spit out the cigarette ring and said, "Xiao Jing, it's all Brother Xiaoyu's fault. In fact, I'm not a qualified husband. If you think clearly, don't be confused."

Fang Jing coughed a few times, rubbed her delicate nose with her hands, and said, "I have thought it through a long time ago. Brother Xiaoyu, no matter what tricks you play, don't want to abandon me. I will graduate in one year. Then we will get married and have a lot of children. I will be a good wife and mother. If you do something bad, you will hit me in the butt. I won't be angry. I will be obedient and please you..."

Wang Siyu raised his hand and rubbed his face, and said softly: "Xiaojing, when did you become suspicious?"

Fang Jing turned over, looked at the roof, and said quietly: "At the top, I met a girl from West China. We chatted very well and played games together. We have been dating for almost two years. A few days ago, she suddenly made a very strange request to spend money to buy the account of "Trendy Boy Xiaoyu". I disagreed, so I had a big fight. She suddenly proposed to spend money to buy my real boyfriend. As long as I agree, she would pay for the amount of money and get it into the account in advance. This will make me alert."

Wang Siyu was stunned, brushed the ashes, frowned and said, "Xiaojing, what's her name?"

Fang Jing sighed and whispered: "The nickname is 'Celebrity like silk', the name in reality is 'Liu Mei', and the name in the game is 'Sad Bridesmaid'."

"It's Mei'er." Wang Siyu frowned, took a deep breath of cigarettes, and said softly: "I know, go to bed."

Fang Jing said 'um', hugged Wang Siyu's arm, and whispered: "Brother Xiaoyu, promise me that we will have a good life."

"Silly girl, I agree." Wang Siyu turned sideways, put out the cigarette butt, threw it out, turned off the wall lights casually, and in the dark, two youthful and beautiful faces were shaking in front of him. Sometimes it was Fang Jing, and sometimes it turned into Liu Meier. His mind was messy, and he was thinking about something, tossing and turning, and after a long time of struggle, he fell asleep.
Chapter completed!