Fu Tingyuan paused for a moment, raised his head and looked at Feng Youling, who had already walked to the door of the box.

Feng Youling noticed his movements, and turned her head to look at him a little puzzled.

Fu Tingyuan had already withdrawn his gaze.

The only person who livened up the atmosphere was gone, and the atmosphere in the box was a little gloomy.

Fu Tingyuan leaned on the sofa and drank silently, his expression showing a little loneliness in the night.

I can't tell you how many times, just like now, I accidentally heard a voice like her, or saw a back similar to her, and I couldn't help but raise my head and catch up. I knew that she was dead, and I had even pulled it out of the freezer to see the body, but there was always an illusion that maybe Luo Nanchu was still alive.

Living in some corner he didn't know.

He didn't go to her incineration ceremony, as if he could not admit that the person in the freezer was Luo Nanchu.

He no longer has the innocence of his twenties, but only in the matter of Luo Nanchu, he still has a little strange naivety.

It's as if he still has those relics of hers, as if as long as he keeps those, then Luo Nanchu still exists.

Feng Jin didn't make a sound, and accompanied Fu Tingyuan to drink, he knew that Feng Youling's friend's name might have touched Fu Tingyuan's heartstrings - this was something that could not be avoided. For a long time, he always recognized other women as flowers.

But that woman was extremely ruthless, and she disappeared very happily when she said that she disappeared, not to mention Huarong, and he didn't even find a single strand of her hair.

Feng Jin only drank a small glass of wine, and only watched Fu Tingyuan drink several bottles silently.

He didn't say anything, let Fu Tingyuan drink it, and waited until all the liquor on the table was drunk by Fu Tingyuan, and then he got up and helped the already drunk man out of the bar.

He let the man into the passenger seat, and when he got into the car, the maid at home called and said that Feng Sheng and Feng Ge were crying and shouting for him to come back.

Feng Jin hurriedly got into the driver's seat and sent Fu Tingyuan back, gritting his teeth anxiously while driving.

He inevitably remembered the ruthless woman again.

If she was still here, he wouldn't have gone out for a drink with his friends and would have been urged to go home and put the child to sleep!

The car drove for a while, and the man who had been leaning on the passenger seat with his eyes closed suddenly straightened up, "Stop." ”

Feng Jin subconsciously braked the car, and saw the drunk Fu Tingyuan push open the car door and run outside, Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him.

The man ran into the alley and was grabbed by Feng Jin's arm: "Fu Tingyuan, you are crazy!" ”

"I just saw her." His tone was a little low, Feng Jin felt his trembling, of course he knew who Fu Tingyuan was talking about, he pressed Fu Tingyuan against the wall of the alley, looked at him for a long time, and then said softly: "Tingyuan, you are looking at the wrong person, she is dead." ”

Fu Tingyuan's face turned cold, he shook off his arm and stumbled into the depths of the alley.

Feng Jin had to rush over and grab him again.

Usually Fu Tingyuan is not such an irrational person, but he drank a little wine today, and the alcohol was on his brain, and he was very impulsive.

It took a lot of effort for Feng Jin to press the person against the wall again, "Fu Tingyuan, calm down!" It's not too early, I'll send you home! ”

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