lady she decathlon

After eating, we went back to the room together, Xu Qing looked at the man on the sofa, feeling inexplicably awkward.

During this time, Xu Qing was busy, and Fu Yuzhi sometimes followed her to be busy, and sometimes went out by himself to be busy until late.

Xu Qing didn't know what he was busy with, because she hardly asked.

It's been a long time since they stayed in the room together before eight o'clock like today.

He was sitting on the sofa by the window with a book in his hand.

She was sitting at a desk not far away, holding a computer, but she couldn't read a word.

It's not that there was a long silence like today's before, but Xu Qing felt like he was sitting on pins and needles this time.

She wanted to find something to talk to Fu Yuzhi, searched her mind, but found that she really didn't know Fu Yuzhi well.

After he stopped being her bodyguard, Xu Qing knew that he occasionally took jobs outside.

But now, Xu Qing suddenly realized that she didn't know what jobs Fu Yuzhi took over.

She couldn't help raising her eyes to look at Fu Yuzhi again.

The man didn't seem to feel her gaze, still looking down at the book in his hand.

It was half dark outside the window, he was sitting on the sofa in front of the window, his outline seemed to blend into the dark night behind him, it seemed that his whole body was cold, Xu Qing couldn't help but think of the time when she first saw him a year ago when.

At that time, she received a message from her grandma. Grandma said that there was some chaos recently, and several girls from several families had been harassed. She found a bodyguard for her and asked her to meet someone.

Xu Qing didn't think so at the time.

If someone really comes to harass her, she doesn't mind practicing with him.

But grandma sent her several messages in a row, Xu Qing had no choice but to go.

She made an appointment with the other party in the square in front of the tea room, thinking that she could turn around and go to work after taking a glance at the rejection.

It was a weekday afternoon, and there were no people in the square, some of them were old people with their children playing on the climbing frame.

She looked around, but she still didn't see the man who seemed to be the bodyguard.

At this moment, a man's voice sounded behind him.

"Xu Qing."

His voice was very firm, Xu Qing guessed who was coming, and turned around.

What I saw was a tall, thin man in a long black trench coat.He stood in the bleak cold wind, his face was as firm as if carved out by a knife.

"My name is Fu Yuzhi, and I will be your bodyguard from now on."

......

Xu Qing was awakened by the sound of tapping on the table.

She blinked her eyes lightly, before recovering from the memory.

Fu Yuzhi was standing beside her, curling his fingers and tapping on the table twice.

Xu Qing looked a little dazed, "What's wrong?"

In Fu Yuzhi's eyes, her expression seemed a little heartless.

"I'm going downstairs to pour some water, do you want a drink?"

Fu Yuzhi concealed the gloom in his heart, and asked her quietly.

"No...thanks."

Xu Qing said something subconsciously, when she saw the man's thin lips slightly pursed, she felt a little regretful.

Xu Weiwei opened his mouth, until Fu Yuzhi turned and left, he didn't expect to say anything.

She looked at the door closed behind the man, and suddenly something seemed to be blocked in her throat, and she felt a little bitter in her heart.

It wasn't until this moment that Xu Qing suddenly realized.

The relationship between her and Fu Yuzhi seems to be Fu Yuzhi's initiative all the time, and she just needs to accept it passively.

Now Fu Yuzhi was disappointed and withdrew his concern for her.

She didn't know what to do to restore the relationship between the two.

Xu Qing turned around slowly and faced the computer again.

A sense of powerlessness swept over her whole body, and at this moment, Xu Qing suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her head.

Xu Qing couldn't help but bend down, if she hadn't raised her hand in time to support the table next to her, she would have fallen off the chair.

A picture suddenly flashed in front of him.

Winter, snow, blood.

She was lying on the snow, a few hundred meters away, a black car was sliding towards the edge of the cliff at an extremely slow speed.

It was so far away that she couldn't even see if anyone was in the car.

But at that time, she seemed to be very anxious and wanted to rush over there.

A hand stretched out beside her and blocked her mouth.

She was crying out of breath, as if she hated the owner of that hand, biting it hard, the smell of blood filled her lips and teeth.

The other party didn't withdraw his hand, and stroked the top of her head with the other hand.

"Gently, don't make a sound."

The memories stopped suddenly, she didn't even see that person's face, she only remembered the same immature voice.

Yes, immature.

The other party was a child, just like her.

Xu Qing sat up straight slowly, panting heavily.

At this time, Fu Yuzhi returned from pouring water, and just as he entered the door, he saw Xu Qing leaning against the table with a pale face.

He immediately put the water glass in his hand aside, and walked quickly to her side.

"what happened?"

Xu Qing didn't speak, and felt a little uncomfortable pressing her chest.

Fu Yuzhi didn't care whether she liked him or not, he squatted down on one knee beside her, observing her expression.

"Where is it uncomfortable, lightly?"

Hearing the word "Qingqing", Xu Qing inexplicably recalled what the child beside her said to her in her memory.

"Gently, don't make a sound."

Xu Qing blinked her eyes, then raised her head to look at Fu Yuzhi.

"Just now, I seem to recall a memory related to the kidnapping more than ten years ago."

Fu Yuzhi rubbed her forehead lightly with his fingertips, and found that she was sweating a little.

"...What do you remember?"

He hugged Xu Qing to the bed, then got up and took the cup from the door.

Xu Qing took the water glass, only to realize that what Fu Yuzhi brought up just now was her water glass.

"I thought you didn't drink water, drink a little, you'll feel better."

Xu Qing took a sip of water, and his pale lips finally regained some color.

"Me and another kid sprawled out in the snow watching a car roll down a slope and that's about it..."

Xu Qing thought about it carefully, with a puzzled face.

"Since I can remember, only the memories related to the kidnapping have disappeared. What I remember should be more than ten years ago, but I was the only one who was rescued at that time. Where did the second child come from?"

Fu Yuzhi let her take another sip before taking the water glass.

He seemed to ask unintentionally: "Do you remember the child's appearance?"

"No."

Xu Qing paused for a moment, remembering her strong emotions in the memory just now.

"I was very sad, very powerless. Also, I seemed to hate the other child. I hated it so much... like hate."

Fu Yuzhi paused for a moment, and he put down the water glass with his back facing Xu Qing, and when he turned around again, his expression became gentle.

"Don't think about it, just sleep well."

He walked to the bed and made the bed for Xu Qing.

It was not time to go to bed, but Xu Qing was indeed a little tired because of the headache just now.

She let Fu Yuzhi help her to lie down, pulled the quilt over her, and dimmed the lights in the room.

After finishing all this, Fu Yuzhi leaned over and kissed her forehead, and when he was about to get up, Xu Qing grabbed his wrist.

"Fu Yuzhi, can you accompany me?"

In the semi-dark light, her eyes flickered slightly.

Fu Yuzhi rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and held her hand.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes."

He changed into pajamas, lay down next to her, and hugged her with the quilt in his arms.

Xu Qing took the initiative to lean towards him.

I don't know if it was the conflict with him today, or the memory that suddenly appeared just now.

Xu Qing has an urgent urge to prove it.

She took the initiative to kiss Fu Yuzhi's thin lips, and the man's eyes darkened slightly, and he kissed back tenderly.

Lingering, soothing her restless heart.

After kissing for a while, Fu Yuzhi stopped, and then kissed her on the cheek.

"Sleep, I'm here."

Xu Qing didn't say anything, just lowered her head...

Fu Yuzhi thought at first that she wanted to cuddle in his arms until he felt a slight itch in his Adam's apple.

She even took the initiative to kiss his Adam's apple.

"Gently...you should rest."

Fu Yuzhi lifted her out of the quilt and stared at her crimson cheeks.

Xu Qing didn't expect that the only time she took the initiative would be stopped by him, she felt a little shy in her heart, and finally asked what she had been thinking about for a long time.

"Fu Yuzhi, do you regret marrying me?"

She hugged his arm, her voice was soft and limp.

Fu Yuzhi pushed back the hair from her cheeks, and kissed the tip of her flushed nose, "Why do you think so?"

"Do you think I'm bored?"

Xu Qing lowered her eyes, feeling very disappointed, she muttered softly, "But before I got married, I told you that I don't know how to love, and I don't have the ability to love..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Yuzhi leaned over and blocked her lips.

The kiss made Xu Qing almost lack of oxygen, so they separated.

"Don't think about it, how could I regret it, sleep!"

Fu Yuzhi rubbed the top of her hair, turned around and turned off all the lights in the room.

He has been thinking about Xu Qing's body and wants her to rest more.

But as soon as the lights went out, Xu Qing leaned over again.This time, she didn't say anything, got into his quilt, and gradually moved her hands down his abdominal muscles...

"Don't make trouble."

Fu Yuzhi tensed all his muscles and grabbed her hand.

Xu Qing's voice sounded aggrieved again.

"You just regret it, you're not even interested in this kind of thing..."

Fu Yuzhi took a heavy breath, and the hot breath sprayed on her ears.

"Gently, don't regret it."

In the darkness, he lifted the corner of Xu Qing's clothes and poked down.

Xu Qing let out a "huh" and was blocked by his thin lips.

Under the quilt, there were gradually small and ambiguous sounds...