Senior is my fake wife

When Fu Qiong followed the property downstairs, her mind was still buzzing.

Instead of taking the elevator, they chose to take the stairs.As soon as I got to the seventh floor, I heard a loud decoration sound.Fu Qiong followed behind the property owner, and heard the enthusiastic property owner say: "Oh master, master, just pretend."

Fu Qiong walked to the door, the door was open, and there was a mess inside.He glanced roughly, but still couldn't believe it: "This is Sui Zhen bought... the house? What about the house above him?"

The property owner said: "I don't know. The lease on the house above him is until the end of the year. It is estimated that he will move down later. Didn't you ask him?"

"No." Fu Qiong said.

"Mr. Sui came back this weekend." The contractor-like humane said, "When he comes back, he calls us to start construction."

"Weekend...?" Fu Qiong said.

"That's right." The worker said, "He brought the girl with him. It seems that he is still discussing about going back to his hometown. He is probably going to get married."

"Don't you know?" Property said.

Fu Qiong smiled awkwardly: "I haven't heard him say that."

"Colleague." The worker said, "The wife has a lot of opinions. She made a lot of comments here and there, and said the same thing. Mr. Sui was listening by the side, and he seemed quite patient."

"Mr. Sui has a good temper." The property owner also said, "It just looks fierce. Mr. Sui also has a good job, right? He is a man and a woman, so the two are really right."

He also added: "There were two people when we came to see the house last year, and they signed it without much hesitation."

Fu Qiong couldn't listen anymore.

Many kinds of hypotheses began to appear in his mind quickly... pieced together the current situation bit by bit.

Sui Zhen returned home early without telling him.Earlier, at the end of October, on his birthday, he also returned to China once?Didn't tell him then.

Sui Zhen bought a house downstairs, but didn't tell him, and brought a woman with him, suspected to be his fiancée.

Sui Zhen asked him to live with him, why?

This...he cheated on the marriage?

So Sui Zhen swore before that he liked her, was it schizophrenia? !Or does he want both...

what! !

Fu Qiong originally thought about discussing this matter with him after a while, and at least we can talk about the current situation when we meet.

He was actually...compared with the previous period, he was indeed a little tempted.

But now?What is going on now?Was Sui Zhen playing him like a monkey from beginning to end?

He still doesn't understand what Sui Zhen thinks so far, but he is really fed up with this kind of pulling and pulling.Since Sui Zhen left... No, no, earlier, he thought it was the time when Sui Zhen talked about chasing him.Fu Qiong found that she had gone from "this person has nothing to do with me" to being gradually deviated from his emotions by him, and then unconsciously addicted to it.

He felt that he was hopeless, he had the heart to die, he had already started to like Sui Zhen, and he was about to agree to Sui Zhen's request to live together, what happened?Sui Zhen turned around and gave him a candy, and then slapped him back.

The property owner and workers were still talking about this house, but Fu Qiong couldn't listen to it. He walked slowly into the corridor with his mobile phone, and dialed Sui Zhen's number with the last hope.

Unexpectedly, his domestic mobile phone was turned on, Fu Qiong's heart sank, the other side was very quiet, Sui Zhen's voice was very deep, as if he was taking it lightly.

"Hey."

"Where are you?" Fu Qiong said with a suppressed voice, "Did you come back last week?"

"..." Sui Zhen said, "Well, I'm back to Yongzhou."

"Answer me, did you come back last week?" Fu Qiong asked anxiously, "Why did you lie to me? You keep asking me if I want to live with you?"

"Senior..."

"Did you come back last year?" Fu Qiong asked again.

"Yes." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong's head buzzed, thinking that he really lied to me.

The feeling of grievance and bitterness resurfaced again, like acid water swallowing his mouth and nose, making him unable to breathe.

After Sui Zhen answered this, he stopped talking.

Fu Qiong has been waiting, until the end, Sui Zhen said: "I hang up, talk about it later."

Fu Qiong: "??"

He was afraid that Sui Zhen would really hang up the phone, so he quickly said:

"Wait a minute, don't you just want an answer!"

"..."

"Okay, then if I tell you, you were wrong from the very beginning. I like you earlier than you like me." Fu Qiong was facing the phone, because she said the words that had been accumulated for a long time and immersed in her heart. , I couldn't control my emotions when I said the first sentence, tears rolled down, and I choked up, "I have liked you since college..."

"You...don't cry yet." Sui Zhen said.

"I'll leave after I finish speaking." Fu Qiong said, "I always thought I didn't like you anymore, but why did you come back again, so you are unreasonable, and you are treating me like this now?"

"What are you talking about?" Sui Zhen said, "...I'm a little busy right now, can we talk about it tonight?"

"...Not good." Fu Qiong burst into tears, "Do you like me?"

"Fu Qiong, don't make things difficult for me." Sui Zhen said, "Calm down first, and we'll talk about this issue later."

"It was you who lied to me first!" Fu Qiong said, "Now you say I'm embarrassing you? Or are you lying when you say you like me and want to chase me? Liking me is especially embarrassing?"

Someone behind Sui Zhen called him, and Sui Zhen responded.

"I don't know what to say... I have something to do, so I'll hang up first." Sui Zhen said.

He immediately hung up the phone without giving Fu Qiong any chance to refute.

Fu Qiong completely collapsed when he hung up the phone. He pinched the phone and looked at the gray concrete wall in front of him, his chest heaving continuously.

He couldn't bear these actions of his own, and felt that all the most painful things of that year were bloody dissected and placed in front of Sui Zhen, looking very humble and like a full-fledged resentful woman.

He blocked Sui Zhen, all numbers, WeChat, and other things related to him.After posting, he looked at the wall and heard the people from the property management talking about him.

"Where's that handsome guy just now? How did he leave?"

"I called, I may be back in a while."

"Oh, then I'll go first, and talk to him later."

Fu Qiong heard his footsteps fading away, opened the elevator, and then continued to hear the sound of construction.He lowered his head and wiped away his tears, and walked down the stairs, staggering with every step. When he got to the bottom, he suddenly felt another cramping pain in his stomach.

He covered his stomach and looked at the ground, closing his eyes.

……

A week later.

When Fu Qiong opened her eyes, it was morning.

The continuous spring rain is the smell of Huangmeitian, soaking into his lungs together with the wind.

He felt that he had a long dream, and the dream was a summer thunderstorm many years ago.In the dream, there was Sui Zhen's youthful and youthful face, with the high spirits of a teenager, and himself... Those fragments about him and Sui Zhen many years ago, those heartbeats and determinations, seemed to have never been stripped from his body, becoming became part of his body.

Flowed through this long dreamland, full of bits and pieces of them, the shackles he couldn't shake off.

He thought he would hate Sui Zhen, but he found that the person he hated in the end was himself. Indecision really hurts people, so now he realizes that people really fall into a pit n times.

Sui Zhen hasn't been to him this week, and he doesn't explain, and he doesn't seem to want to explain. It's very good. If you have to refuse, just refuse. Everyone will die early and be reborn early, so hurry up and start a new life.

pretty good.

And he asked himself if he still likes Sui Zhen?

Of course I like it. Feelings are instinctive, and there is nothing wrong with admitting them.

So I say I'm cheap... It's all like this, thinking that Sui Zhen will still have a temper, why would he lose his temper, it really has nothing to do with him now.

Can't people's feelings really become a little indifferent?He was going to enroll in a meditation class when he got sick, and go to the deep mountains and old forests to calm down, to put away his ups and downs, just like when he just got sick.

Fu Qiong looked at the ceiling, another tear rolled out of his right eye, and fell onto the pillow along his cheek, getting wet.

"Why did Iron Man die?" Fu Qiong muttered, "Why..."

He raised his hand, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, stared at the ceiling, his body trembled unconsciously, the bed sheet was curved by his legs, the depression in his heart mixed with shame and unwillingness, together with tears gush.

"Why..." Fu Qiong closed her eyes, covered her face with her hands, and cried uncontrollably.