Senior is my fake wife

On the wedding day, Fu Qiong attended on time.

He thought that if Sui Zhen picked up the guests at the door later, he would shake hands and have a face-to-face meeting with the other party... He didn't want to convey the message "I'm not doing well" to the other party, so he tidied himself up a bit.

Fu Qiong was mentally prepared and walked to the door, and saw Lin Lin and Bai Qing.Next to Bai Qing was the bridesmaid, as expected, it was Lu Xuanxuan, and there were several other beautiful girls. On the other side, next to Lin Lin were some people he was not familiar with.

"Senior Fu Qiong." Lin Lin gave him a hug when he saw him.

Fu Qiong patted him, then smiled softly with Bai Qing: "Happy newlyweds."

"Thank you senior." Bai Qing said, "Come take a picture."

A few of them stood in a frame for a group photo, and Fu Qiong didn't see Sui Zhen either.

He pursed his lips and said relaxedly: "Well, where is Sui Zhen?"

"Huh?" Lin Lin said, "You haven't come yet."

"Not here?" Fu Qiong said, "I thought he was your best man."

"I called him, but he was too busy, so he came to have a quick meal at night." Lin Lin said, "Go in and sit down!"

Fu Qiong responded, walked in and sat on the table.

He quietly picked up the list and took a look, he and Sui Zhen were indeed arranged at the same table.

The table is full of familiar classmates, some he is familiar with or has a relationship with.When the dinner was getting closer and closer, everyone entered the seats one after another and sat down. The seats on the left and right of him were filled with people, and Sui Zhen didn't come either.

"What have you been up to lately?" the person on the left asked.

"Ah... I'm still drawing in the game company." Fu Qiong lowered her eyebrows and started chatting with the other party.

"Hey, the game industry is booming now." The other party lit a cigarette and laughed.

Before the ceremony started, Sui Zhen hadn't come yet.Fu Qiong wondered if Sui Zhen would not show up, and when she realized that there were too many expectations for him tonight, the lights dimmed.

The master of ceremonies started to warm up the scene, and the surroundings became quiet.

Fu Qiong lowered her head and played with her mobile phone, when she heard the sound of someone at their table yelling repeatedly, and then someone shouted: "Here we come! Ouch, you finally came."

"Why is it so late?" Another person asked, "Going on a blind date again, Mr. Zhen?"

Fu Qiong glanced sideways and saw Sui Zhen's thin silhouette in the darkness from the side of the table. He took off his coat while pulling away the chair, his voice drowned in the booing around him.

Here he is, Fu Qiong thought.

The lights were completely dimmed, Fu Qiong turned off her mobile phone, and then the master of ceremonies sounded, and the lights on the stage suddenly turned on. Fu Qiong was still looking in that direction, and at the moment of lighting up, he and Sui Zhen's eyes met. .

Neither of them expected that the moment when the two of them looked at each other across the table came so unexpectedly.

Two or three seconds later, the surrounding applause sounded, forcing the two of them to escape from the illusionary scene, and both moved their eyes away.

Fu Qiong's heart seemed to be stuck in his throat, beating so hard that he couldn't breathe.

After the ceremony, they moved their chopsticks. Their tables were all familiar young people, and the atmosphere was inevitably a little warmer than others.After drinking for three rounds, they were so lively that they ran all over the place, and there was no one at the table.

Fu Qiong went to the main table to toast with others, and was persuaded by the acquaintances for a few more drinks. She didn't want to drink any more, so she fled back to her seat with her cup and watched the people on the stage play games, sipping orange juice one sip at a time.

After a while, he played with his mobile phone, and saw Sui Zhen return to his place.

Fu Qiong raised his eyes and glanced at him. Sui Zhen was directly opposite him, on both sides of the huge round table, with an unburned cigarette between his slender fingers, and he was looking down at his phone.

There was a mess of cups and plates on the big round table, just the two of them.Fu Qiong felt embarrassed and was about to look down at her phone.

Someone came to look for Fu Qiong. He obviously drank too much. He took a Moutai bottle and muttered incoherently to toast Fu Qiong. Pass me, big brother, it’s okay, it’s fine, it’s fine in a thin layer!”

Still being poured half a cup, Fu Qiong felt sour in his stomach.

While the man was still talking, Fu Qiong could only put the cup in his mouth, frowning and watching.Just as he was about to drink, a hand next to him took the cup and knocked on that person's cup.

Sui Zhen's deep voice came from his head: "You are ashamed to hold such a small cup."

With a dexterous movement of his hands, the small wine glass and the drinking glass were replaced. Sui Zhen drank from the small wine glass, then pushed the man and said: "Go and make trouble with the groom, what are you doing with him?"

Sui Zhen's frightening depression when he was in school seemed to intensify after that, and Fu Qiong felt that he had woken up from the alcohol.

After the man left, Sui Zhen took advantage of the situation and sat down on the seat next to him, rubbing his knee against his knee.

He took a clean cup, poured the orange juice on the table, and put the cup in front of Fu Qiong.

"Thank you..." Fu Qiong said.

"..." Sui Zhen's tone became cold, "You're welcome."

awkward.

Embarrassed again...

Fu Qiong buried her head and drank two mouthfuls of orange juice, choked and coughed.Sui Zhen extended one hand and handed him a napkin.

"Thank you, cough."

"Go out for a walk." Sui Zhen said, "It's so hot."

Fu Qiong wanted to refuse.

But Sui Zhen seemed to know what he was going to say from the shape of his mouth, or it was just a declarative sentence, so he stood up and walked out.

Fu Qiong: "..."

He thought about it, and it was really hot, so he could only follow Sui Zhen and go out with him and stand at the entrance of the hotel, the central garden of the hotel was outside.

It's raining, tick tock.

Sui Zhen took out a pack of cigarettes, smoked one out of it, thought about it, and said to Fu Qiong, "I've bought this pack for a week."

Fu Qiong thought, what does it matter to me?

Sui Zhen put the cigarette in his mouth, faced the outside and didn't speak.

Fu Qiong felt bored and embarrassed, and began to regret that she came out, thinking about it, she should speak first to break the embarrassment: "Busy?"

"En." Sui Zhen responded.

"Very good." Fu Qiong said.

And then embarrassed again.

Fu Qiong's toes were about to start scratching the floor.

Sui Zhen tilted his head, his dark eyes drooped, and he spoke in a cold tone: "Senior has been playing with Chengli, right?"

"En." Fu Qiong nodded.

"I did get my wish." Sui Zhen said, "Congratulations."

"I'm usually too busy..." Fu Qiong leaned against the pillar behind, "But it feels good, how about you? What are you doing?"

He looked sideways at Sui Zhen, his eyes were full of broken diamonds and stars, as if he was talking to himself: "It seems that I haven't cared about you for a long time."

This sentence seemed to touch Sui Zhen, his brows suddenly tightened, he reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him closer to him.

"You also know?" Sui Zhen said in a cold tone, "You have changed your phone number."

"...The monthly telecom rent is too expensive." Fu Qiong pulled her hand back, "I'll change it."

"You won't tell me if you change it?" Sui Zhen said.

"You didn't look for me." Fu Qiong said, "Just ask Lin Lin casually... no."

"Yes." Sui Zhen let go of him and sneered, "I asked, do you know what Lin Lin said?"

"What?" Fu Qiong asked timidly.

"Ask me why you didn't tell me." Sui Zhen said, "I found out that the whole world knows, just me, only me? Why?"

"..." Fu Qiong was at a loss for words, and could only change the subject, "Do you want me to call because I have something to do?"

"You hate me so much." Sui Zhen said.

"No." Fu Qiong lowered her head, "I don't hate you."

I just don't know how to face you.

——"Why are you here?"

People inside came out one after another and stood at the door to say goodbye.After a while, Fu Qiong saw Lu Xuanxuan, and Lu Xuanxuan also seemed to see them, and came to say hello.

"Sui Zhen." Lu Xuanxuan said, "Long time no see."

Sui Zhen nodded to him as a greeting.

"I'm getting married soon." Lu Xuanxuan smiled, "I'll send wedding invitations to you and Fu Qiong at that time, you guys have to come."

"Okay." Sui Zhen said.

Concise and concise, there was no disturbance as before, but Fu Qiong was afraid of Lu Xuanxuan's embarrassment, so she added: "Congratulations, when? Is there any hope for this year?"

"There's no hope this year." Lu Xuanxuan said, "Senior Fu Qiong and Sui Zhen also need to work hard."

"What should I add..." Fu Qiong said helplessly, and seeing that she was only wearing a small dress in autumn, she hurriedly said, "It's cold outside, you just wear something like this, go in quickly."

"Then I'm leaving." Lu Xuanxuan glanced at Sui Zhen, "Goodbye."

After Lu Xuanxuan left, Fu Qiong sighed and said, "Xuanxuan is getting married too, I always thought..."

He turned his head to look at Sui Zhen, and joked: "At that time, she should have liked you very much, but now she finally realizes that there is a more suitable person, is it considered to be out of the sea of ​​suffering?"

Sui Zhen looked down at him.

Sui Zhen didn't look away from him that night, Fu Qiong could still feel it.But Sui Zhen took it very seriously...

Fu Qiong was so serious that he felt that he was going to be passionate.

He hurriedly changed the topic: "Then...it was too innocent at that time...you love me and I love you, the topics of conversation are so boring..."

"We are always angry about unnecessary things." Sui Zhen said.

"Hmm." Fu Qiong didn't know if he meant something.

He glanced at the time and said, "It's almost time, I'm going to go back, how about you?"

"I'll see you off." Sui Zhen said.

"Don't...you...where do you live?"

Sui Zhen didn't answer his question, but said, "It's raining."

Fu Qiong looked up at the sky: "I live in the staff apartment, just take a taxi."

"Okay." Sui Zhen said, "I didn't bring an umbrella."

Fu Qiong flipped through her bag and took out an umbrella: "I do have..."

"Thank you." Sui Zhen took it over immediately.

Fu Qiong: "..."

Sui Zhen looked at him, stared at him without moving, as if he wanted to eat him.

Fu Qiong saw that the taxi he called on his mobile phone was coming, and stopped not far from the hotel entrance. He looked back at Sui Zhen and said, "I'm leaving." He took two steps forward, and Sui Zhen followed, Fu Qiong blocked the rain with her hands and turned her head, "What are you doing with me?"

Sui Zhen put the umbrella over his head, but didn't give it to him, and followed him like a shadow.

When they got to the side of the car, Fu Qiong opened the back door and sat in, rolled down the window and told: "Go back, be careful on the road."

"study……"

Sui Zhen seemed to want to say something more, and the car started.

Fu Qiong closed the window a little, leaving a small gap to breathe, and patted her chest lightly.

Sui Zhen finally seemed to have something to say to him.But... it doesn't matter anymore.

He hesitated several times, and finally didn't say anything. After a long time, Fu Qiong felt that he loved someone.

Fu Qiong was thinking in the car, if he leaves this time, he will not know when the next meeting will be.Maybe... Lu Xuanxuan's wedding?

Who knows, Lu Xuanxuan might just be talking to him on the spot, how can she take something she said casually seriously.

In any case, this kind of emotion will drag me for two days, at most three days, no more than seven days.

What to do afterward.

Fu Qiong sat in the car with her eyes closed and rested, because she was too accustomed to her own rhythm, so she was not worried that she would pull away too slowly.

He returned to the apartment, took a quick shower, lay down on the bed, and let out a long sigh.

The phone vibrated, Fu Qiong picked it up and took a look, and saw the name on it.

Mr. Zhen:

--Are you home yet?

Fu Qiong jumped up from the bed in fright.

The note "President Zhen" has not appeared on his WeChat for a long time.The last time the two of them communicated was "Happy New Year" at the beginning of this year.

Fu Qiong didn't know whether he sent it in a group or sent it to himself alone. When he saw that he had sent it to others in a group, he sent him a copy.

I don't know, it turns out they haven't spoken for ten months...

"Are you home?" This sentence is really strange and familiar.