The soot fell in a puff, accompanied by a faint sigh of the flowers, "I only know despair, but I don't know that disappointment is worse than despair." I'm used to despair, but I'm too disappointed to bear it. ”

Her tone was so soft.

It's as light as fireworks that gradually dissipate in silence.

The love that has been burning vigorously for twenty-two years alone is blooming alone and closing the curtain alone.

Luo Nanchu raised his head and saw Feng Jin coming out of the restaurant at some point, he was holding a dish in his hand, standing there looking at Hua Rong.

Seeing Luo Nanchu looking over, he retracted his gaze and entered the kitchen with the dishes.

Hua Rong glanced at his back, then smiled faintly and leaned back on the sofa to smoke.

Feng Jin and Hua Rong left earlier than them.

At the door, Hua Rong said goodbye to Luo Nanchu with a smile: "See you next month, Chu Chu." ”

Luo Nanchu also smiled.

Hua Rong looked at her, then at Fu Tingyuan, who was standing behind her, and then slowly retracted the smile on her face, stepped forward and held her face, and gently kissed her forehead.

"I hope you are happy."

Luo Nanchu patted her on the shoulder.

Feng Jin stood aside, carrying Hua Rong's suitcase, nodded slightly to Fu Tingyuan, and then followed Hua Rong's side, and the two of them left one after the other at a distance of twenty centimeters.

Luo Nanchu stood at the door, watching Hua Rong and Feng Jin's car disappear from sight, slowly retracting his gaze, and then lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, she turned to Fu Tingyuan and smiled slightly: "It's time for us to leave too." ”

Fu Tingyuan's gaze fell on her face, and the gentle mood in his expression faded, leaving only a faint coolness.

Luo Nanchu went upstairs to pack her things, and then walked down with a small suitcase, and when she passed by the sofa, she walked over and picked up the little shark Sam and hugged him in her arms.

"Let's bring it with us." She shook him at him, "How pitiful it is to be home alone." ”

Fu Tingyuan leaned against the door, because the sun was light in the early morning, and he was bathed in the sun, which still made people feel cold. Hearing her words, the man did not react.

Luo Nanchu sighed softly in her heart, hugged Sam in her arms, kept a chuckle on her face, and walked over to hold Fu Tingyuan's hand, "Let's go." ”

Ten hours later, she was back in England.

Yan Qingfeng personally drove over to pick them up.

He got out of the car and put the suitcase in Luo Nanchu's hand into the trunk, and looked at Fu Tingyuan's indifferent person to get into the car first, Luo Nanchu wore a pale pink long-sleeved skirt today, standing at the intersection and looking at him with a slight smile, the skirt was blown by the evening breeze, revealing her slender and white ankles. That fresh and gentle appearance made her look like she didn't know anything about the world.

Yan Qingfeng closed the trunk and sighed: "You get in the car." ”

Luo Nanchu said thank you, got in the car and sat next to Fu Tingyuan.

The man propped up his face and looked out the window, his expression cold.

Luo Nanchu glanced at him, smiled, leaned back in the saddle and closed his eyes.

Yan Qingfeng asked, "Do you want to go to Dad's for dinner?" ”

"Nope." Fu Tingyuan said lightly, "Go back to my residence." ”

Yan Qingfeng glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "That Nan Chu ......"

"She lives with me."