Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

"Huh? Why isn't it deep?" A dark light flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes.

It stands to reason that after being an exchange student there for a year, no matter whether the impression is good or bad, it should be quite profound.

Wen Liang rubbed his forehead, "Before the exchange was over and before returning to China, I had a car accident and I can't remember many things."

It turned out that he lost his memory due to a car accident, which was pretty much what he had guessed.

But Fu Zheng is still confused, where is that child?

Did he and Wen Liang die in a car accident together? Or are there other whereabouts?

"How did it happen? Were you seriously injured at the time?"

"I can't remember clearly. I hurt my head at the time and when I woke up, many things were blurry." Wen Liang recalled with blank eyes.

She tried hard to recall those things, but the harder she tried, the less she could remember them, and then she gave up.

Fu Zheng frowned when he heard this.

There was no trace of the child in Wen Liang's description, and it seemed that she didn't know he existed at all.

Moreover, this car accident happened out of nowhere, as if a straightforward method was used to cut off the matter, making everything impossible to pursue.

Did someone take advantage of Wen Liang's car accident and take away the child? Or was the child no longer with Wenliang before Wenliang's car accident?

Fu Zheng tried hard to remember, and finally remembered something, "So you are afraid that your grandparents will worry, so you tell them that you will stay there for the summer camp and come back later?"

That summer vacation was almost over, and Wen Liang had just returned from abroad. She told her grandparents on the phone that she was going to attend the summer camp at the school there.

Fu Zheng only occasionally heard his grandfather mention it. At that time, Wen Liang was not even considered a friend to him. He was only a little better than a stranger, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

Perhaps referring to grandpa, Wen Liang's eyes dimmed and he nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid that grandpa and grandma will be worried."

Fu Zheng's entire chest was sore and swollen, and he felt uncontrollably distressed.

The big hand wanted to touch Wen Liang's cheek, but when it reached into the air, it changed its direction and landed on his shoulder, patting him gently.

I am lying alone in a hospital in a foreign country, my memory is blurry. I don’t know how much sadness and sorrow there is. I bury all the warmth and coolness in my heart and bear it silently.

He remembered again what Wen Liang had mentioned last night about eating Western food. His fingertips were red and swollen from the knife and fork, and he didn't dare to speak.

Maybe these seemed like trivial matters, but behind the scenes, unknown to him, there were countless such trivial matters, which she buried in her heart and endured silently.

I only blame myself for discovering it too late.

She came to the Fu family when she was sixteen, and it has been almost ten years now.

She changed from a young and immature girl to a gentle and elegant young woman.

He could obviously have grown up with her all the way and witnessed her transformation with his own eyes, but it was a pity that he did not seize the opportunity.

The inconspicuous jasmine plant in the corner was just waiting to bloom and was unknown to anyone, but it was a pity that he had never noticed it.

She was not in his eyes.

Even when the jasmine was in full bloom, he didn't appreciate it.

By the time he came to his senses, she was no longer willing to bloom to him.

Wen Liang sighed softly, "It's almost time to board the plane, please enter the terminal quickly."

Fu Zheng raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then looked at Wen Liang reluctantly, "Then I'm leaving?"

"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded.

Fu Zheng stood motionless and asked again, "Then I'm really leaving?"

"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded.

"I really left?"

Wen Liang couldn't help but feel irritated and pushed him directly, "Go in quickly! Don't miss the plane!"

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang, walked to the door of the terminal and stopped.

Wen Liang waved his hands repeatedly, "Go in, have a safe journey!"

There was still a smile on her lips, but she wanted him to leave quickly.

Fu Zheng looked helpless, and finally waved to Wen Liang, turned around and entered the terminal.

Watching Fu Zheng's figure pass the security check and disappear, Wen Liang turned around and left the airport.

Thinking of the way Fu Zheng looked back three times just now, Wen Liang couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

It looked like a child standing at the school gate saying goodbye to his parents, reluctant but helpless.

She has never seen Fu Zheng like this before, even a little cute and cute.

Smiling, the smile on Wen Liang's face froze and he quickly put it away.

What was going on in her mind.

Why do you think Fu Zheng is cute?

This must be him pretending again.

In the past three years of marriage, she had been deceived by his false gentleness, and this time she was almost bewitched again.

Wen Liang, why are you so careless?

……

Wen Liang took the bus back to the hotel and immediately told Tang Shishi and Zhu Fan.

Seeing Wen Liang, Tang Shishi immediately asked, "Tell me, tell me, what happened last night? Didn't you go to see Lu Yao? What happened to Fu Hunjun?"

Wen Liang simply said, "Lu Yao's friend is Fu Zheng."

In one sentence, Tang Shishi and Zhu Fan both understood.

Tang Shishi lowered her fists and cursed angrily, "Fuck, Fu Hunjun is really insidious. He actually used this trick. I wonder why we can meet Lu Yao wherever we go. It seems they have been following us!"

After scolding, Tang Shishi asked again, "When you met yesterday, Fu Hunjun didn't bully you, right?"

Bully?

Fu Zheng's words suddenly appeared in Wen Liang's mind: 'I haven't touched anything on you. ’

She quickly shook the words out of her head, "No, I have made it clear to him that he got on the plane back to China this morning and will not follow us anymore."

"I hope he keeps his word!" Tang Shishi muttered, "Hey, what a pity Lu Yao, I thought you were really interested in him..."

……

According to the plan, they returned the rented car, took a cruise to Svolvær, and then took a car from Svolvær to the Lofoten Islands for a self-drive.

On the sixth day, we arrived in St. Petersburg.

Returning from St. Petersburg, this journey is over.

Before Zhu Fan left, the three of them went to have a meal together and took photos of clinking glasses and group photos.

The next day, the three of Wenliang went to the airport together.

After Zhu Fan returned to China, Wen Liang and Tang Shishi transferred flights in Moscow and Shanghai before heading to Sydney. The journey took about thirty hours in total.

Zhu Fan's flight was earlier. Wen Liang and Tang Shishi saw Zhu Fan boarding the plane and agreed to make an appointment after returning home.

Two hours later, after Wen Liang and Tang Shishi checked in, they took the shuttle bus to the foot of the plane and boarded the plane along the stairs.

The economy class seats they bought were adjacent to each other, and Wenliang specifically asked for a seat by the window.

Wen Liang got on the plane and walked along the narrow aisle, carefully paying attention to the numbers on the wall, looking for her seat.

There was already someone sitting on the seat. She was a fashionably dressed young woman, wearing a gorgeous mink coat and an exquisite lady's hat. Her earrings were new products of a luxury brand, her watch was a limited edition of the same brand, and her sunglasses were also new products of a certain brand. The styles sold are quite expensive.

Wen Liang glanced at the stub in his hand, repeatedly confirmed his seat, and said to the woman in English, "I'm sorry, miss, you are sitting in my seat."