chapter35

After Ji Chen sent Xu Ruishuang, he came back to pick up Fu Siyan.

In the car, the man in the back seat looked at the food stall opposite him without saying a word.

The carriage fell into extremely depressing silence. Ji Chen, who was so arrogant that he didn't dare to breathe, saw that the boss looked very heavy and his eyes were stained with heavy mood.

I was very happy when I came tonight, but now I have become like this inexplicably.

Ji Chen didn't know the specific reason, but he must have something to do with the little girl in the food stall.

More than ten minutes later, Fu Siyan saw Rong Huan coming out of the store opposite and frowned. After a while, he pushed open the car door.

The little girl squatted down and walked straight towards her. Before she could get close, she heard a soft sob.

One sound after another, it is like a knife.

Punched into his heart.

Rong Huan was burying her head when she suddenly felt her hands touching her, slowly moving down, and then she held her face up.

Fu Siyan's face was printed in front of her blurry eyes.

Even though she was drunk, she stopped crying and couldn't speak.

Didn’t he go to see Xu Ruishuang off?

The last time she cried, his heart was messed up by her. At this moment, her face was covered with tears and her nose was red, which made him feel like his heart was being grabbed by someone again.

He held her shoulder, grabbed her, looked down at her, the thick ink in his eyes was knocked over, and his thin lips pulled out a few hoarse words: "Huanhuan, stop crying, go home with me."

Rong Huan frowned and wanted to shake his hand away, "I don't want it..."

He smelled the alcohol on her body and his face darkened, and his hands holding her shoulder tightened, "You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk..."

The little girl was furious, so he silent for two seconds, bent down and picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked towards the car.

Rong Huan lowered his head and tears came out again, "I don't want to have the same car as Xu Ruishuang, please put me down..." He was drunk and said without any scruples.

Fu Siyan paused, and then he walked faster regardless of her resistance.

Ji Chen had already opened the door of the back seat of the car, and Fu Siyan put the little girl in.

He sat in, his voice heavy and seemed to have a little reproach: "Where is Xu Ruishuang?"

The only two of them in the car.

Rong Huan was so fierce that he was so angry that he didn't say a word, he just hugged in the corner, which made him even more pitiful when he looked.

He stared at her, rolled the Adam's apple, and pulled her over for a while, with a tone of compromise and gentleness: "Uncle is not mad at you, don't cry, okay?"

He helped her wipe the tears from her face, his movements so soft that they were unremarkable.

Rong Huan looked up at him, and the astringent and sweet taste surged in her heart. The next moment, she raised her hand to hook his neck with her drunkenness, buried her face on his neck, and hugged him sideways.

Fu Siyan's body suddenly froze. The next moment, there was a light that could not be suppressed in his eyes, and the temperature of his body was simply rising by his soft body.

The atmosphere in the carriage was in ambiguous.

He raised his hand and tried to pull her away, but she hugged her tighter and tighter, as if she was hanging on him.

"Rong Huan." He spoke, his voice was mute and his hair was heavy.

Then, he felt the heat slowly between his neck.

It was she crying silently.

He could no longer push her away.

"Uncle Fu, do you like Xu Ruishuang?" She said softly and asked so carefully.

After a few seconds of silence, he finally answered her: "I don't like it."

Rong Huan gently grabbed his collar with his fingers, and called him after a long time, "Fu Siyan——"

This is the first time she called his full name.

The man was stunned.

"How great it would be if you weren't my uncle..."

If there was no barrier between them, she could bravely express her feelings to him, and would not let her watch him be with other women, but could only be jealous behind their backs.

After the little girl finished speaking, her hand wrapped around her neck relaxed her strength, and she remained motionless and fell asleep.

Fu Siyan looked down at her, unable to calm down the impact of what she said just now.

The carriage was very quiet, and the hot air exhaled from the little girl was slowly spitting it gently between his neck. His eyebrows were gradually locked, and his slightly drooping eyes were churning.

After a while, he finally couldn't help but raise his hand, wrapping around her slender waist, and his movements were so light that he didn't want to wake her up.

A long time later, he let go of his hand and put the little girl aside. After Ji Chen received the message, he returned to the car.

"Drive slowly." Fu Siyan explained.

Ji Chen didn't know what happened just now, so he didn't dare to ask more questions and read more.

The car was driving smoothly, and Rong Huan's cell phone vibrated under the cushion, but it couldn't wake her up at all.

After a long time, Fu Siyan picked up his phone and saw that Cui Xingyou's name was on it.

He picked it up, and Cui Xingyou's anxious voice came: "Huanhuan, where are you going!"

"I am Uncle Rong Huan, so I'll take her home first."

Hearing Fu Siyan's voice, Cui Xingyou finally felt relieved, "That's good..."

He hung up and saw the QQ message popping up on his phone, from Xi Pan, [Huanhuan, don’t be too sad, you can’t control yourself if you like someone…]

He glanced a few times, covered his phone on the seat, looked at the night view outside the window, and fell into a long-term loss of consciousness.

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The next morning.

Rong Huan turned over and gradually became clear. She opened her eyes and saw that it was a familiar room, so she realized that she was at home.

Her head was still hurting and her throat was dry. She sat up and saw her clothes on her body. She scratched her head, but... she couldn't remember anything.

Have you drunk the whole thing?

Did Fu Siyan pick her up?

She tried her best to recall and found that her mind was blank. She raised her hand and touched the circles around her eyes, which was sticky. When she picked up the mirror, her eyes were swollen...

What did she do last night?

She got up and got out of bed, took a shower to remove the smell of alcohol from her body, and she felt much more comfortable all over.

When I returned to the room, I was blowing my hair, Aunt Jing knocked on the door and came in.

"Huanhuan, do you still have a headache? I boiled sober soup downstairs, remember to drink it after blowing my head, and Mr. Fu is also downstairs."

Rong Huan was stunned for a moment, and then heard Aunt Jing laughing and saying, "Mr. Fu also went out to buy your favorite fried dough sticks and soy milk today. Come down and eat it quickly."

"……Um."

After blowing his hair, Rong Huan went downstairs, Fu Siyan sat in his seat, looking from behind, wearing a light blue windbreaker and slender fingers flipping the newspaper in his hand.

She pursed her lips and walked forward slowly. Fu Siyan looked up at her timid gaze and spoke first: "Come for breakfast."

Rong Huan sat down opposite him, picked up the sober soup and sipped it, and looked at Fu Siyan secretly. He saw him put down the newspaper and cut the eggs on the plate.

"Uncle Fu, did you pick me up last night?"

Fu Siyan heard her voice, a trace of emotion flashed through his eyes, and he raised his eyelids to look at her: "I forgot all?"

"Um..." She lowered her head embarrassedly, "I may have drunk too much."

He remained silent for a few seconds and said indifferently: "I'll pick you up. I forgot what I told you?"

He was not here, she wanted to drink without any trouble.

Rong Huan pouted and pretended to be dead, buried her head in sobering up the soup, and heard a sound in her ear, as if someone had walked to her side. She looked up and saw Fu Siyan sitting next to her in surprise.

"Uncle Fu..."

He stared at her slightly pale face without makeup, and his heart was soft, "Don't drink casually in the future, do you know?"

She nodded obediently, remembered something, and had a long time of confusion, but still asked him tactfully: "Last night... did you make an appointment with Aunt Xu to see me perform?"

She thought to herself, Fu Siyan probably thought she was just asking, right? But who knew that the man had only one thought in his mind - the little girl was drunk last night and called Xu Ruishuang a name, but now she is quite polite...

Fu Siyan asked back: "What's wrong?"

She shook her head: "I'll just ask."

Fu Siyan changed the topic: "I'll clean up later and take you to a place."

"Hmm? Where?"

"I'll know when I go."
To be continued...