Chapter 933 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 29

Author: Feifei my heart

Chu Jinan forced his hand away, and his palms were sticky, which was in great contrast with his cold body temperature.

"Brother Fourth, what do you think I am?" She raised her head and asked tremblingly, looking into his eyes, which were so dark and thick against the shadow of the lamp mist.

Over the years, she has followed suit, but he is unfathomable.

It's like being in a snowstorm, he makes people love you strongly and is cold to the bone.

Fu Rongheng paused slightly.

Listening to the sound of falling leaves in the distance, "click!", breaking, it seems that they are overwhelmed.

The string that had been stretched in Chu Jinan's heart for many years was also broken together——

"You never told me what you did, not even once, and it didn't happen this time! I've been waiting..."

"I do mind if there are other people around you. Do you know that I do mind it?!"

Chu Jinan suddenly collapsed, his eyes were red, he raised his head and shouted to him, "It doesn't matter what the outcome will be after tonight."

Her voice was trembling and fragile, cutting through the silent night. When the wind blew, it reached the sky and hit Fu Rongheng's heart deeply.

His throat suddenly became dry, and there was a burning sensation that he couldn't help but feel.

The result of just drinking glass after glass of wine without any restraint——

It is the high concentration of alcohol and ice that corrodes the mind, collides in the heart, and turns into a catalyst, spreading a burning sting. This feeling is so unfamiliar.

The familiar sense of restraint, which makes people breathless, comes back again, always suppressed in the bones, never fluctuating in joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. It has been restrained to the point of sadness for decades.

But his expression remained unchanged.

You know? I haven’t thought about it. Because I’ve never done it, I don’t care and I haven’t thought about explaining it.

Fu Rongheng suddenly didn't understand what was going on tonight and what he was arguing with her about. She didn't understand that he actually followed Fan's gambling.

Chu Jinan furiously hit the man with the decorative bag, but he didn't hide. He stood as still as a green mountain. Bang, the black bag hit the young man's body, making a dull sound.

The atmosphere, with this sound, sank to the bottom.

Fu Rongheng let her vent and stood there, his dark eyes sliding over the bag in her hand, and he loosened the collar of his shirt with his fingers, as if he was panting.

That clean and crisp white cast a clear shadow on his neck.

The slender fingers were white from exertion, and the veins were slightly convex. At least they were not as calm as they appeared.

Hua Ying's status was special, and Fu Rongheng could not discuss military secrets with Chu Jinan.

I opened my mouth several times, and there was soft but suffocating cotton wool in my throat. I didn't think it was anything at first, but as time went by, it became more and more obvious, making me panic.

He was silent for a long time and finally said.

"I haven't touched her."

Just five words.

The tone remains an annoyingly steady statement.

But when you listen carefully, you can see that the clear and noble voice is tinged with a burnt hoarseness for some reason. Maybe it's the corrosion of wine, or maybe it's the person. In short, it stings the listener.

Chu Jinan knew that he was not good at words, and he is still like this to this day.

She waited for his explanation, but she seemed to know the answer in advance and there was no explanation.

Chu Jinan suddenly smiled, wearing a black dress under the street lights at night, looking proud and noble.

Her smile was bright and bright, as soft and vivid as the smile she showed to Fu Rongheng countless times in the past.

Only this time, her eyes were filled with tears, her chin was slightly raised, and she was too thin.

The words are heart-piercing.

"You stayed at Paramount all day and night, and the lights stayed on all night long. What on earth were you doing with her?!"

It stabs people in the heart harshly and fiercely.

I have never been so emotionally involved as I am now.

It's true that I don't care, so I deserve to be questioned now.

Fu Rongheng had taught her about responsibility and consequences for many years, and now the fault was his.

Chu Jinan stared at his face tightly, refusing to move even an inch away. He could hear his breathing in the night. It was obviously painful but he still had hope.

He is now an adult, and in such a luxuriant place, he booked a place for others with a calm demeanor, stayed overnight quietly, and walked out casually and romantically.

Is it a pastime, an indulgence, or a night of confusion?

She thought she could not care, that she could understand his situation and his indifference - but she still cared.

It wasn't Hua Ying that made her hate him, it was his own silence.

She just wanted to hear what he said with her own ears.

No matter what answer you get from him, as long as he opens his mouth, even if he denies it completely, it is not worth fearing.

Quiet, still quiet.

Fu Rongheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, sliding up and down in a sharp arc. The effects of the alcohol continued to ferment, causing his thinking to pause languidly. He was constantly receiving external stimulation, and even his temples began to ache.

He never relied on tobacco or alcohol to numb his senses. This was the first time he allowed himself to drink alcohol in public. Maybe he really shouldn't have drank so much. He took it lightly and made a fatal mistake.

The vigilance and indifference were burned away, and something was about to rush out of the chest.

Obviously at the beginning, I didn't expect it to have such great stamina.

The night wind howled by, picking up a fallen leaf that did not belong to late spring. There was no other sound except the breathing of two people.

They stood facing each other in a silent stalemate.

The light and shadow blurred the boundaries of the edges, making the distance between the two people appear to be very close, but they were further and further apart.

Fu Rongheng stood upright, wearing military uniform and following the Fu family's family training, and his back was never bent.

Over the course of more than twenty years, the living environment and adaptive instincts, as well as the personality shaped in an extremely stressful environment, have long made him indestructible.

Yes, how could I forget how lucky he is?

Under this cold body, who does this heart belong to, and who can hold it down?

"Speak, Fu Rongheng." Chu Jinan urged in a hoarse voice.

His tone was unconscious, filled with deep grievances and complaints.

Chu Jinan once loved his silent indulgence in private, but he also hated his silent silence now.

Looking through the past, there is a play about old friends on the stage. Who is crying in the audience?

The famous actor Shui Xiu in the opera house has been singing Shui Xiu for many years, and the past day and night clearly appear before his eyes, and there is no exchange for the emotions that are shattering.

Those who cry are all the actors in the play.

And he watched with cold eyes.

Awkward silence.

Chu Jinan couldn't wait for his answer. He raised his head and couldn't see the moon. Once he looked at the dark clouds like stagnant water, he laughed at himself and murmured: "That's right."

She looked at Fu Rongheng and smiled, her tone relaxed.

"Fourth brother is aloof. Of course fourth brother doesn't care about anything."

As far back as she can remember, she has never been wrong.

"No." Two low-pitched words suddenly came out from between the lips and teeth.

The sound is mixed with wine, the longer it gets, the stronger it becomes, touching people's hearts.

His eyes were bloodshot.

What is it not? What is he denying? No one can tell.

Chu Jinan's eyelashes twitched.

The night breeze was a bit cool, pouring in through the slightly open collar of her shirt. Fu Rongheng felt a little dry for no reason under the street lamp, looking at her current slim appearance.
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