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The cloudy and rainy weather tended to intensify at night, and the completely overcast weather before five o'clock provided a perfect reason for Zhong Qiu to leave work early.

When he drove back to the community, Fu Ying was already standing by the side of the road with an umbrella, and the raindrops slid down from the transparent umbrella. With his cold expression, everything was in line with Zhong Qiu's expectations.

He slowed down and parked the car slowly in front of Fu Ying.

Driving to the door, Fu Ying did not sit in the passenger seat, but chose the back seat farther away from Zhong Qiu.

Neither of them spoke for a while, Zhong Qiu stared at Fu Ying's side face outside the window from the rearview mirror for a long time, sighed and said sincerely: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Fu Ying blinked, still looking out of the window: "There is nothing to apologize for. If I am you and hear those words, I will also feel that Zhong Xu and I have something to do."

Zhong Qiu was silent for a while, then said softly: "I went to ask my father, it was indeed he who asked Zhong Xu to come to you."

"Really." Fu Ying finally turned to look at him: "Did you say anything else? Let's talk about it together now. If it's saved, I'll come back after listening and make an extra trip."

Zhong Qiu heard his attitude was still the same, he locked the car door, shifted gears and said, "Talk while eating, if two people go out together, of course two people come back together."

The Canon in the car was ringing, and Fu Ying looked at the rain curtain outside the window, recalling that at this time last year, he received a call and rushed to the hospital. It seemed that it was the same rain and the gloomy sky.

The image of Fu Ran lying on the bed with his face covered flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly said: "The rain seems to be getting heavier."

"It doesn't matter." Zhong Qiu slowed down his driving speed, looked at the vehicles passing by in front of him and said, "We will get off at the underground parking lot, and when the time comes, go directly to the elevator and go upstairs, so that the rain won't hit you."

Fu Ying responded, her eyes gradually emptied while looking out the window.

Zhong Qiu heard him say softly: "When Xiao Ran left, the weather was also like this."

It was rare for the little neighbor to mention his sister, and Zhong Qiu remembered the reason why Fu Ying joined the industry was written on the information, so he straightened his back and sat upright.

No matter what kind of mentality he is holding to mention this to himself, is there an ulterior motive?Or is it a sincere expression at a special moment?You have to be a good listener yourself.

"How many years is this year?" Zhong Qiu asked.

Fu Ying: "In the first year, it was also rainy when I left at this time last year." He paused, then turned to look at Zhong Qiu who was driving: "I heard from Feng Qing that your auntie left when you were in junior high school."

Zhong Qiu hummed, raised her eyebrows and said: "She had breast cancer at that time, she hated chemotherapy for hair loss and refused to undergo chemotherapy, and said that she should look beautiful when she left. She has always been so self-willed, and she doesn't listen to anyone's advice."

"You are her son, and your aunt doesn't listen?" Fu Ying asked.

Zhong Qiu smiled: "Of course I would listen, so I didn't say anything."

Fu Ying was taken aback for a moment, not quite understanding what Zhong Qiu meant.

"It's not that I haven't said it. When I first found out, she persuaded me a few words, but she told me that she was not happy at all. Although I have me, there are too many unsatisfactory things in life, which is really meaningless."

Zhong Qiu said it lightly, as if he was talking about something unimportant: "I thought about it carefully at the time, and I remembered Zhong Hengzhong, Zhong Xu, Zhong Xu's mother, and my mother's attitude towards Zhong Hengzhong all these years. , I really don’t think there is any need to persuade.”

It was another red light, Zhong Qiu stopped the car, rubbed the center of his brows, and laughed, not hiding anything from Fu Ying for the first time.

"It stands to reason that her family and her background should be free. I dragged her down. If there is no son like me, she should have divorced a long time ago. The sky is high and the sea is wide and she is allowed to fly. Maybe now she has found a real ability. Someone who will love her all her life."

Zhong Qiu raised his eyebrows as he spoke, and turned to look at Fu Ying: "I've held her back for more than ten years, and I can't hold her back at this time."

Seeing the smile on his face, Fu Ying paused for a moment, and waited until Zhong Qiu turned her head to continue driving, and then said softly: "The average mother wants a child who is as good as you, so you have always been important to her. It's not a drag. I believe that Auntie has never thought about it that way, it's just your own imagination."

"You're not her, how do you know what she thinks." Zhong Qiu said flatly, "Maybe she thought about it before, but she didn't say it out loud."

Fu Ying asked back: "Then you are not her, how do you know that she would think so?"

The two fell silent at the same time. Zhong Qiu pursed his lips and drove the car into the underground parking lot. The darkness enveloped him. He heard Fu Ying cough twice in the back seat. He turned his head and looked at the co-pilot putting on his coat, hesitating for several seconds. , and finally stretched out his hand and handed it over.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."

Fu Ying took the jacket and didn't want to wear it at first, but suddenly she sneezed with an itchy nose and shivered a bit, feeling a little cold indeed.

He put on his clothes, waited for Zhong Qiu to park the car, and opened the door.

"Are you cold?" Fu Ying looked at Zhong Qiu who was only wearing a shirt, frowned and said, "I'd better give you back the coat. It's raining and cold today, so you'd better wear more."

"No, I'm not cold at all."

Zhong Qiu reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, but Fu Ying dodged to the side, watching him without speaking.

Slowly lowering the hands raised in the air, Zhong Qiu still kept a smile on his face, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go up first."

Fu Ying nodded, turned around and walked towards the elevator on one side. Zhong Qiu deliberately kept a certain distance behind him. Even in the elevator, the two stood one on the left and one on the right, and they couldn't touch each other without reaching out.

Seeing Zhong Qiu's face reflected on the elevator wall, Fu Ying blinked, and soon Zhong Qiu followed his line of sight, and the two looked at each other through the reflection. moved one step in the direction.

Fu Ying still didn't move, but turned slightly to Zhong Qiu's direction, but the elevator reached the first floor with a ding.The elevator door opened, and Fu Ying stepped out first.

Zhong Qiu followed behind him, and the distance between the two of them was shortened again. After just a few steps, when Fu Ying walked to the door of the restaurant, the two of them were already shoulder to shoulder.

Because the seats had been booked in advance, the waiter led the two of them to the innermost place.

The booth for two people is only separated from the street view outside by a layer of glass and a corridor. Fu Ying sat outside and Zhong Qiu sat inside. He looked at the lamp above his head and couldn't help asking: "Am I blocking your light?"

Zhong Qiu: "No, let's order first."

After ordering, the waiter served two glasses of lemonade to the two guests and then left quietly. The covering curtain was lowered to block the view from the outside.

The temperature in the restaurant was not high, Fu Ying pulled up her coat, looked at Zhong Qiu who was opposite and asked, "You said that you went to the hospital today, and your father admitted that he sent Zhong Xu to come."

"Yes, absolutely true." Zhong Qiu nodded.

Fu Ying: "But I only met him once on your birthday. Why did he have such an idea? And his expression at that time was not very friendly to me. Did I offend him when?"

"No." Zhong Qiu said without hesitation, "You have never met before."

"Then why did he have such an illusion? He still has such great hostility towards me? It's because of Zhong Xu..." Fu Ying looked at Zhong Qiu and lowered her voice: "Or did someone else say something in front of him? "

His meaning was too obvious, Zhong Qiu looked at him and smiled: "Do you think I said something in front of him?"

Fu Ying didn't speak, just looked at him.

"I have a question." Zhong Qiu lowered his head and stirred the lemonade in front of him, and asked softly amidst the clinking of the mixing sticks, "Is it really an illusion? Is it really just Zhong Hengzhong's illusion between us?"

Fu Ying paused, turned her head and looked aside, and said, "These two questions have nothing to do with each other. I just want to know why he thinks that way, and the fact that he asked Zhong Xu to come to me is really incomprehensible."

"Why doesn't it matter? If it's just an illusion, it's an illusion. Zhong Xu's coming to you is just a joke. It doesn't hurt you, and you may forget it when you turn around. Or you feel that you have been stigmatized and you will be angry. You will quarrel with me to distance yourself. But your reaction is fierce now, but it doesn't look like anger."

Zhong Qiu suddenly called Fu Ying's name, Fu Ying paused for a moment, then said softly, "Xiaoying, look at me."

"What are you doing?" Fu Ying glanced at him, then quickly turned away.

Zhong Qiu: "I want to know whether you are angry because Zhong Xu found you, or because I was angry at first and dragged you away to question you, making you feel distrusted."

"If you want to know, I will let you know?" Fu Ying played out her cards according to common sense: "Obviously you said that you went to the hospital to explain to me, why did it become you asking me to answer? Don't you think the priority has been exchanged?" ?"

Zhong Qiu paused, then smiled: "You're right, I should answer first. After I sent you home, I went to the hospital with Feng Qing. Zhong Heng admitted that he asked Zhong Xu to come to find you. You, he said..."

His voice suddenly hesitated, and Fu Ying didn't want to say: "Don't hesitate, I can think of what he said. It's nothing more than being wary of strangers who appear around the heir. I always feel that I am plotting something wrong. Bad intentions."

Zhong Qiu: "That's true, then I was very angry, and then there was the usual quarrel."

He leaned on the sofa and sighed, and said softly: "Zhong Xu is telling stories in front of him, trying to make me a loner, but he doesn't check it out. After seeing me bring you to the birthday party, he believes in our relationship even more... "

Zhong Qiu paused, bypassed the topic, and directly concluded: "All in all, what I can be sure of is what Zhong Xu did in it. Even if it wasn't him, it might be someone around him, such as..."

"Like his uncle?" Fu Ying raised her eyebrows and asked.

Zhong Qiu nodded, and was about to say something when the curtains of the booths were pulled open. The waiter came over to serve the food, and when he was about to put down the curtains before leaving, Zhong Qiu saw that Fu Ying sneezed twice because of the choking pepper, and told people not to pull them up.

"Why order such a spicy dish?" Fu Ying asked.

Zhong Qiu: "Today you are caught in the rain and cold, eat some chili to keep you warm."

Fu Ying picked up the chopsticks in response, and a strong light suddenly hit him. When he looked back, he saw a car rushing towards him with high beams on.

The glass shattered at the sound, and the harsh horn sounded, but Fu Ying seemed to be nailed in place and could not move.