It's a bit like going to a funeral.

Whose funeral is it?

Zhuo Jian looked at him through a layer of mist.

Just when her heart sank to the bottom of the cold lake, she realized that it was theirs.

She walked up the steps, which were not very high, just like walking on ordinary steps.

She walked up to him and looked at him with relief.

Want to say something.

Is the injury healed?

Have you waited a long time?

haven't seen you for a long time?

In the end, nothing could be said.

That's it for them.

Fu Yanye stared at her with cold and distant eyes. In fact, from the moment she got off the car until she walked up to him...

He didn't even want to see it.

But this is her.

He couldn't control himself and his eyes were firmly fixed on her.

It took him a long time to convince himself that this person was the one he knew.

Those who didn’t know better thought he was a high school student.

She was wearing a light gray suit with a white T underneath and white sneakers on her feet.

Fu Yanye looked around her blatantly, and when he looked at her again, he stared straight at her short hair.

Zhuo Jian boldly looked at him and said, "Let's go."

There was no need for words of greeting between them.

"Why cut your hair short?"

He couldn't help himself from asking her that question.

He felt a strong protest in his chest against her touching his things without his permission.

But what is his?

Not even her anymore, let alone her long hair.

Fu Yanye stared at her with hateful eyes.

"I just want to try a new hairstyle."

Zhuo Jian made a faint sound, and looking at his eyes, she had no choice but to turn sideways and look away: "Go in."

Fu Yanye didn't move. Did he think that she cut her hair short on purpose to provoke her? In the past, he loved to play with the tail of her hair.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him and said, "Mr. Fu."

Mr. Fu?

Fu Yanye sneered in his heart, and then took his hands out of his pockets.

Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and accidentally saw that the ring on his finger had disappeared.

Disappeared?

The finger she wore the ring on seemed to have been pricked twice by needles. Why hadn't she taken it off yet?

Yes, they should have been taken down long ago.

Those days when we once fought over these two rings are right in front of us, but they are like a dream again.

It turns out that when it ended, the past was really like a cloud of smoke.

Zhuo Jian clenched the strap of her bag and looked at him: "It's time to go in."

Fu Yanye looked at her and felt that she was still so anxious.

He raised his hand, pointed at her hand, and ordered in a low voice: "You are not worthy of wearing it anymore."

Zhuo Jian's finger was pricked again and she looked at him doubtfully, "What?"

"You don't deserve to wear it anymore."

Fu Yanye patiently repeated it again, and then walked towards her.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously took a step back. She didn't know why she was suddenly so angry and glared at him: "Fu Yanye, don't go too far. I bought this ring with my own money."

"Money? How much?"

Fu Yanye said as he took out his mobile phone and seemed to want to transfer money to her card.

Zhuo Jian looked at his actions, gasping angrily, then lowered her head and forcefully pulled the ring off her hand, "Can I stop wearing it?"

"How much, I'll buy it."

Fu Yanye lowered her head and said that she had already transferred a sum of money to her bank card.

Zhuo Jian heard the phone ringing, and then looked at him in disbelief.
Chapter completed!