I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Mingxi walked in and saw an old man wearing a vest and a clean squat, sitting cross-legged, blowing the cup of tea in front of him intently, which looked like the kind of Japanese manga practicing tortoise-style qigong.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and glanced at Mingxi.

That look is quite unpredictable.

"Zhao Mingxi? Come and sit down."

The voice also revealed the majesty of the elderly.

Mingxi hurriedly raised himself up, walked over and sat down, carefully approaching him: "Grandpa, hello."

"Who is your grandfather?" The old man glanced at her and sneered.

The wrinkles, furrows and gullies on his face are full of dissatisfaction.

Mingxi: "..."

To be honest, it was really scary.

The psychological preparation that Mingxi had made before coming to collapse suddenly.

Although this old man dressed casually, he had the aura of a superior person on his body, which gave people a great sense of oppression invisibly. When he was staring at him, his shoulders were like a heavy cauldron. A little girl in Mingxi was really tender in front of him.

Mingxi lowered his head and thought, "That's it, is it going to dump money next?"

How should she respond? Is she crying and would rather die, or take the money first and talk to Fu Yangxi later.

Then I listened to the old man saying: "You can only be called Grandpa if you are married. Now you can only be called Grandpa Fu according to etiquette. You just don't understand etiquette like Fu Yangxi!"

"..."

Mingxi:? ? ? and many more? Marry in?

——Who will marry?

Who will you marry?

Is this progress so fast?

The old man said again: "I haven't seen it before, but I have always been curious about you, old man. When you came back from Tongcheng, Fu Yangxi climbed onto the rockery and said that he liked you. If I dare to move you, he will jump off the building immediately."

Mingxi couldn't help but curl her lips when she heard it. It turned out that Fu Yangxi was...

Before she could think about it, she heard the old man crackling and saying a lot: "I thought he had a pit in his head, and he was unrequited love, so he was not worthy of being a member of my Fu family! I was so angry! You little girl won, or where do I put my old face?! Hey, think I didn’t lose to him back then, I chased people and the whole city fell for me—"

As the old man looked at the window, he began to look back at his style back then, and his brows were quite proud.

Mingxi: "..."

Wait, is there something wrong with the brain circuits of people surnamed Fu?

Where's the money, don't you throw it away?

The 90 million she had imagined was just gone?

After half an hour.

Mingxi was still listening to the old man's chatter with a stubborn face, hoping that Fu Yangxi would rescue her soon.

Finally, the old man was a little thirsty and asked to change the tea. Taking advantage of his breathing effort, Ming Xi hurriedly said: "I thought you came to drive me away from Fu Yangxi."

The old man took a sip of the tea. He thought it was too hot. He snorted and looked at her inexplicably: "You young people have watched too many idol dramas, right? Fu is a business man and he is not a mafia. He thought I wanted Give you millions to leave my grandson? Millions are hard to earn, okay? Why are you a little girl off?"

Mingxi: "..."

She thought too much, she thought there were at least 90 million, but the old man hadn't planned to make a few million.

Worthy of being a budget-conscious businessman.

I admire it.

The old man’s abacus clinked: "If I force you to break up with Fu Yangxi, that kid will definitely have to act again. I don’t know that I will lose millions of me, and I will have to give you millions. Then rounding up means losing a granddaughter. Add more than ten million. It's a complete loss of business! Besides, except for you, he has a pit in his mind all day, who would want him?"

Mingxi: "..."

"But, if you marry in, with your brain, you should be able to create more wealth for Fu. That's what I earn!" The old man continued to ponder: "I have seen your grades, it was really bad at first. , But now that you have passed the thirty-fifth exam in the province, it means that your brains are pretty good, at least better than Fu Yangxi's boy-in this way, if you can win the national gold medal after the finals, I will send it directly How about you studying abroad? All the tuition and living expenses are paid by my father!"

Mingxi: "...going abroad?"

That's it, here's the point, is it to which border country will she be sent to?

"Yes, you and Fu Yangxi will go together. You can also study at a university in China. I think it is best for you to study for two years in China and two years abroad."

Mingxi: "..."

You think it is really long-term!

After finishing his calculation, the old man stared at Mingxi's face carefully.

Mingxi was staring at him so much: "What, what's wrong?"

The old man said: "You just wore one meter and seven shoes when you came in. This girl is enough tall. Your facial features are good, and your genes are acceptable-you haven't had plastic surgery?"

Mingxi: "..."

Mingxi felt that he was not here to meet the elders, but the fish on the chopping board, being evaluated by the eyes of the businessman like an X-ray of the old man.

Mingxi couldn't help asking: "Don't the Fu family need marriage or something?"

Isn't it all in TV series?

At this time, it's time for a fiancée Bai Lianhua to adjust the plot.

The old man sneered and said: "Do you think Fu's position today still needs marriage?"

The old man seemed to think that Mingxi looked down on their Fu family's huge foundation, and began to give Mingxi science and technology what the Fu family had in total. The assets would last for dozens of lifetimes.

Mingxi is now a little suspicious that the old man is usually no one chatting, so he blows hard when he catches himself.

"Marriage is not impossible, but my grandson will break his leg when he hears your confession. If he breaks up with you, he will definitely jump off the building. When he jumps off the building, the stock price will collapse. I asked someone to calculate the property loss. The marriage is good. The value you can bring is actually not much less than the marriage."

Mingxi: "..."

After confirming, I really have a hole in my head.

Mingxi was dragged by the old man to talk for two hours.

The Japanese ingredients have been eaten, and three or four pots of tea have been drunk.

Seeing the signs that it was not over yet, Mingxi was going to collapse.

But she couldn't show it in front of the old man. She changed from a sitting posture to a kneeling posture, quietly punching her calf with her fist, trying to relax herself.

Fu Yangxi rushed in under the cold wind with an iron face, and what she saw was this look.

The old man was aggressive there, not knowing what he was talking about.

The little mask knelt before him with a pale face.

The special assistant said that the small mask has been in for two hours.

The old man forced her to kneel for two hours? ?

grass!

What's the difference between this and Rong Rong's needle? !

Fu Yangxi's face changed, her face was like frost, and she immediately rushed over and hugged Zhao Mingxi: "How is it, is there anything wrong?"

Father:?

Mingxi:?

Fu Yangxi made Zhao Mingxi stand still, touched her face, confirmed that there were no pinholes on her body, and pulled her behind him to protect her. He turned his head and glared at the old man, and said angrily: "You have the ability to come at me, what is it to play insidious tricks behind your back? Have I said that if you dare to move her, I will—"

"You just jumped downstairs?" Mingxi smiled behind him.

"How do you know? Little mask, don't be afraid." Fu Yangxi continued to confront the old man, gritted her teeth and said: "This is the first and the last time. I hope you will never show up in front of Zhao Mingxi in the future."

The old man was so angry that he had high blood pressure and soared straight up, slapped the table and stood up: "Threat me? Huh? See if I am not threatened by you? Little bastard, I have to beat you to death today!!"

When he said that, the old man went around looking for a beating guy.

Mingxi was stunned, is this really a fight?

She hurriedly stopped and said to Fu Yangxi, "I really have nothing to do."

Fu Yangxi was so angry that her eyes were red: "He asked you to kneel for two hours and nothing happened to you? You follow me."

Speaking, Fu Yangxi pulled Mingxi around and left.

The scene was chaotic.

The old man threw the cup behind.

Mingxi was dizzy and was pulled out of the Japanese food store by Fu Yangxi. She did not forget to explain: "I really didn't do anything. Your grandpa did nothing to me. I just sat with sore legs and knelt to rest. Otherwise. Did you see the surveillance?"

Fu Yangxi didn't believe it very much: "I know who my grandfather is. He always beats and scolds me. How can he not bully you? He didn't want to drive you away from me. What did he ask you for?"

Mingxi looked weird and said: "He asked me if I had plastic surgery, as if he was calculating the genes of our offspring."

Fu Yangxi: "..."

In any case, Fu Yangxi finally believed that the old man had done nothing to Mingxi. Under Mingxi's advice, he went back calmly and apologized to the old man, but the old man was already shaking with anger and took the car back at high speed.

Mingxi has seen him now, what kind of person is Fu Yangxi's grandfather.

...This is not a person who can be summed up in a few words.

The two came out of the Japanese food store and walked down the street.

Mingxi asked: "You just said that the old man would beat and scold you, why?"

Fu Yangxi realized that she had accidentally leaked her mouth, her expression unnatural, and said: "It's nothing, just as a boy. If you are a little bit skinny, you will inevitably be taken care of by your grandpa."

His psychology to the old man is very complicated.

The old man said it was okay to him, but sometimes the look in his eyes really gritted his teeth. Seeing that he did something wrong, he would be beaten to death.

But if you say you hate him, it doesn’t seem to be enough. At the age of thirteen, the old man wanted to send him out of the country. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as protecting him. In this case, you don’t have to face the next It's a mess.

And he could be sure that the old man had never considered Fu Zhiyi, and he was always sure that the heir would be him.

The reason why he only mentioned the old man to the little mask is because after the age of thirteen, he grew up with him and only knew him best.

Mingxi asked again: "Your legs are completely healed?"

"Yes, it's all right, isn't it good too soon?" Fu Yangxi opened her arms and hugged Mingxi and walked for two steps.

Passers-by looked at him. Mingxi felt hot on his cheeks and gave him a punch.

He put down Mingxi and said proudly: "What is it called, a hero's medal, Kong Wu is powerful."

Mingxi: "...This word really doesn't match you. Thank you."

With a beautiful young face, what he thinks all day is about the rough guy who is marching and fighting.

Is this a boy?

It has been a long time since they both couldn't restrain the spread of missing.

But Xiaoxiao was a little shy after being separated for a while.

Fu Yangxi took Mingxi by the hand, took her to the place where she parked her car, and opened the trunk to show her what she had brought her.

"I bought some new clothes, wool socks and snow boots that I brought from home. These are two woolen hats. It has been too cold recently. Take care of yourself and don't catch my little mask."

Fu Yangxi violently pulled the label, threw the label into the trunk, and put the woolen hat on Zhao Mingxi's head.

He held her head in both hands, tugged, and wrapped her delicate ears in.

It feels right.

He cocked his mouth: "It seems that the prediction of your head circumference is accurate."

Mingxi felt warm in his heart. He couldn't help but anger when he heard the word "head circumference": "What do you mean, I don't think I have a big head?"

Fu Yangxi rubbed the top of Zhao Mingxi's head, "Uh-huh" and said proudly: "That's really not very small."

Mingxi kicked him.

Fu Yangxi digs out more things from the car: "There are also Nuanbao stickers, brown sugar--"

He couldn't say anything further, the roots of his ears were already red.

Mingxi's cheeks were hot: "Fu Yangxi, counting my days on the calendar, how do you know when my aunt will come?"

Fu Yangxi said angrily: "You think I want to know. Didn't you stain the sheets yourself and sneak up and wash the next morning?!"

Fu Yangxi was blushing for a long time.

Before he came, he warned himself a hundred times to be cool, cold, handsome, and tugged, but he still didn't control it, and he became angry and said, "I didn't mean to spy on your privacy!"

Mingxi laughed to death: "I thought you were a school bully boyfriend, how did you feel like a father now. But I also remember that you gave me two big quilts and underwear soon after I met you. Just fell in the library, and those who didn’t know thought you were changing--"

Before Mingxi finished speaking, Fu Yangxi's palm gently covered her mouth.

Time suddenly stood still.

Fu Yangxi suddenly pulled her into her arms.

He lowered his head, put his chin on her neck, and hugged her tightly.

He put a hand on the back of her head, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones.

His voice was a little dumb in the cold wind.

"Little mask, I really miss you."

Fu Yangxi's down jacket was open, and Mingxi's cheeks were pressed against his black sweater, feeling the itch of the sweater and at the same time feeling the heart of his beating young man.

The warmth coming to your face.

The joy that came to your face.

It was dusk, and there were busy traffic. Ming Xi's face was buried in Fu Yangxi's collarbone, and he couldn't see any twilight, except that he could see his blood flowing along his veins towards his heart.

"Me too. Very, very, special."

"miss you."

Mingxi closed his eyes and hugged him back.

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After returning the things to the hotel, the two were also hungry.

Mingxi doesn't like to eat Japanese food, and the old man's presence is too strong, which puts too much pressure on her, so she didn't eat anything at the Japanese food store.

It happened that Fu Yangxi drove all the way and didn't eat anything.

The two went to Dianping and searched for a noodle restaurant to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, a little boy came to force the two of them to make way, and tied Mingxi's legs.

Fu Yangxi's fists are hard, regardless of age.

He immediately pulled his face down, and raised his pitch-black eyebrows warningly: "What are you doing, kid, there are so many places next to him, do you have to grab us?"

"You guys are by the window!" the child yelled: "I want to sit by the window!"

Fu Yangxi's face was indifferent, and she continued to shake the chopsticks on her face: "Of course, we came first."

A middle-aged fat man walked next to him, and said angrily: "What's the matter with you high school student, I have children in my family, so it's not good for them?"

"Is there a kid in your family?" Fu Yangxi snorted coldly, stood up, and raised her chin at the opposite Zhao Mingxi: "Introduce, this kid in my family."

Mingxi: "..."

Middle-aged man: "..."

This is really shameless.

The middle-aged man saw that Fu Yangxi had long legs, stood up to stand out from the crowd, and was able to fight at a glance. His aura became a little weaker, and he muttered: "Go, go to another seat."

The little boy cried out and was carried away by the middle-aged man.

Fu Yangxi continued to wash the chopsticks. Mingxi suddenly thought of something. She and Fu Yangxi hadn't taken a picture together, so she turned around and said, "Look up, while Fu Yangxi was not paying attention."

Fu Yangxi looked up blankly.

Mingxi raised the phone, captured the moment, and shot the two in the same frame.

Originally, she thought Fu Yangxi would mind being photographed casually.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yangxi's Ergen couldn't restrain the red, even a bit proud: "Don't take photos, I allow you to take photos with integrity."

Mingxi: "..." I'm just shooting honestly, OK? !

Refuse to make up for the ass.

Mingxi saw a name during the training camp a few days ago: Fu Zhiyi.

If the name hadn't come up suddenly, Mingxi would have forgotten the third place on the list of good luck.

Mingxi asked the training teacher and found out that Fu Zhiyi was a contestant from schools in other cities.

He transferred back from abroad some time ago. It seems that he planned to transfer to A at first, but he didn't know why he transferred to another school later.

Mingxi mentioned this person when talking to Fu Yangxi.

Fu Yangxi frowned immediately.

Mingxi felt a little in his heart, wondering if there are any secrets of the rich? So he asked him: "Are you at odds with him?"

"It's not going to be at odds." Fu Yangxi picked up a piece of beef and placed it in a Mingxi bowl, and said: "In fact, we rarely meet each other. I think he-hates and pitiful. In short, it's something like a foot cloth at home. , Little mask, you don’t want to know."

Fu Zhiyi is an illegitimate child, and his character is indescribable. To Fu Yangxi, he was still a fake.

But it seems that he can't be blamed, so Fu Yangxi didn't bother him.

Moreover, because Fu Zhiyi had been staying abroad, the two met rarely.

Mingxi didn't ask too much, she felt that she would know it gradually, waiting for Fu Yangxi to take the initiative to tell her that day.

It was already eight o'clock after the two had finished eating the noodles.

Mingxi has been out for four full hours, and there are still a lot of test papers to do. She has to go back to study on her own, and there is no more time to spend with Fu Yangxi.

Although Fu Yangxi looks arrogant and domineering, she always accompanies Mingxi in these matters.

He sent Mingxi downstairs.

After being separated for a long time, they only got together for two hours before they were separated again. Both of them felt endless loss. After hugging and kissing again, Fu Yangxi watched Ming Xi go upstairs.

Long after Mingxi went upstairs, Fu Yangxi still raised his head, and after a long time, he turned and disappeared into the night.

Fu Yangxi felt that she had already missed her just after parting. It is said that men rarely have the emotion of missing-what's the matter with him? He feels his eyes are red!

This unscientific!

It must be an illusion!

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The next training camp.

Mingxi continued to be very busy.

Occasionally play video with Fu Yangxi at night.

In the beginning, Mingxi and Fu Yangxi would wash their hair specially when they were in the video, but afterwards, they were too tired to study and couldn't wash every day. Secondly, they got used to it after being together for a long time.

Just too lazy to wash.

Anyway, Fu Yangxi seemed to be very devoted to her, and would not dislike her for not washing her hair.

On one day of the training camp, Mingxi was letting out the wind in the corridor and suddenly saw Fu Zhiyi walking out of the next class. Fu Zhiyi didn't look like Fu Yangxi, he looked much more restrained and refined than Fu Yangxi.

He walked downstairs.

Mingxi suddenly found that the delicately-makeup beauty waiting for him downstairs in front of the car was a bit familiar, more than familiar...

Wait, isn't that—?

Mingxi searched quickly.

I was shocked.

She found that she was right, it was Fu Yangxi's mother.

When Fu Zhiyi walked towards Yu Jiarong, Yu Jiarong immediately became happy and looked at Fu Zhiyi with care. She patted Fu Zhiyi's head, handed him what to eat, put a coat on him, and then pulled him into the car.

Mingxi suddenly felt a little weird. Fu Yangxi's mother and Fu Zhiyi shouldn't be too close, but how did she treat Fu Zhiyi like her own son.

Mingxi was standing on the second floor, and Fu Zhiyi downstairs seemed to have noticed her, raising his head and looking at her.

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Mingxi was waiting to learn a little bit about the secrets of the rich from Fu Yangxi.

What Fu Yangxi didn't want to say, there must be reasons he didn't want to say.

But she was really scratching her heart.

This incident was like a fishbone, leaving Mingxi in his throat.

Jiang Xiuqiu didn't plan to tell her anyway, Mingxi planned to ask Fu Zhiyi.

At first she thought that Fu Zhiyi was very difficult to approach, but she did not expect that Fu Zhiyi and Fu Yangxi were completely opposite personalities.

Fu Zhiyi looked a little depressed, as if there were a lot of things hidden in his heart.

Yu Jiarong came to pick him up three times, and he seemed to be in a bad mood every time he came back.

During the training camp for more than twenty days, Mingxi asked Fu Zhiyi about Fu Yangxi's past from time to time.

In the beginning, Fu Zhiyi didn't pay much attention to her--maybe because she thought she was Fu Yangxi's girlfriend, and he had a very ordinary relationship with Fu Yangxi, and he had no obligation to answer her questions.

But after Yu Jiarong sent him back for the third time, Fu Zhiyi's mouth was finally pried open by Mingxi.

Mingxi saw that he bought a bunch of drinks and went back to the classroom to drink beer, and said strangely: "Do you not want to go out with Brother Xi's mother? If you don't want to, just refuse it?"

Fu Zhiyi gave her a blank look: "You think I want to."

Fu Zhiyi might be too depressed this night, and poured some bitter water after drinking too much.

What Mingxi heard was a story from his perspective.

It is absurd that he and the dead Fu Zhihong looked very similar at the age of eighteen. For so many years, Fu Yangxi's mother has been living in a dream through him.

So Ming Xi gave a startled glance at the 13-year-old Fu Yangxi from the few sentences written by Fu Zhiyi.

She saw how Fu Yangxi was struggling with bruises and bruises from the pile of wild dogs when she was a child. She was hurriedly pushed around in the cordon, and asked her brother and father. How did she watch her mother treat another person as the shadow of the deceased and completely abandon herself.

Watching the heavy rain, Fu Yangxi went to the police station to make transcripts before breaking free from the shadows, reminiscing about nightmares under the dazzling lights.

...

Scenes of cold-toned depressed scenes flash across like a revolving lantern.

Fu Zhiyi's words are even simple descriptions without any vocabulary description.

But that night Mingxi couldn't sleep all night.

The part where Fu Yangxi lives in her chest seems to be humming slightly.

Mingxi flashed all the details since he met Fu Yangxi from beginning to end. Every detail was vivid and bright, and the young man was laughing and cursing in the wind. She thought she knew enough about Fu Yangxi, but she didn't know many things.

But now that I think carefully, many things are clear.

Why did he look like he changed when he saw a dog, and his eyes fell into a nightmare for an instant.

Why does he always have difficulty falling asleep.

Why does he often have injuries on his body.

Mingxi tossed and turned, recalling the wound on his neck, the glass scratches, a few centimeters long, although it was subtle and not deep, but how painful the moment it was cut.

The scar on his body has been healed, but at this moment, it was uprooted in Ming Xi's heart.

Mingxi felt pain in her heart.

Mingxi has no way to relieve his sadness.

This night, Mingxi was crying in the middle of the night.

She didn't pick up the video from Fu Yangxi, and she couldn't pick it up at all in her current state. I was afraid that she would cry violently when she received it. Fu Yangxi might rush over within an hour.

She only replied a message with tears in her eyes, saying that she was asleep, and see you at school tomorrow.

The saddest thing is that all these wounds have passed, and now standing in front of her is 18-year-old Fu Yangxi, who has recovered from the wounds by relying on self-healing ability.

However, the little Fu Yangxi who fled in embarrassment in the winter night at the age of thirteen, no one could comfort him anymore.

Zhao Mingxi could not travel back to the past, and could not hold Fu Yangxi's hand at that time.

Mingxi's heart aches in a mess.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, the sky light outside lit up, and she just wanted to see Fu Yangxi as soon as possible.

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The next day is the weekend. Sure enough, Mingxi's eyes swollen into walnuts. She used cold water for a long time and it was useless, so she had to take the bus back.

Fu Yangxi was tall and tall, and in the cold wind, she saw Fu Yangxi waiting for her at the school gate.

As soon as she saw her coming down, Fu Yangxi took her luggage and found that her expression was different.

"Have you cried?" Fu Yangxi said sharply, subconsciously looking at Shen Liyao not far away.

Shen Liyao carried his luggage, looked down coldly, and looked back at him.

Fu Yangxi exploded at one point, and the eyebrows suddenly raised.

Mingxi hurriedly pulled him aside and said: "Either I cried, or I ate Mala Tang yesterday. It was too hot and it was so hot that I shed tears. I was also useless. I got swollen when I got up this morning."

Fu Yangxi was dubious, but he knew someone in the training camp, and never heard of someone bullying the little mask like the last training camp. Is it really the tears from eating spicy food?

Mingxi said: "Don't talk about this, didn't you mean to eat at your grandfather's old house today?"

When the two of them were playing the video a few days ago, they said that the last time Fu Yangxi's grandfather came and had a quarrel with Fu Yangxi, and they broke up. Afterwards, Fu Yangxi found out that the old man had nothing wrong with Mingxi.

Although Fu Yangxi was stubborn, he had the courage to admit his mistakes, so he apologized to the old man.

The old man finally disappeared and let the two of them go over for a meal together.

Mingxi followed Fu Yangxi over.

Xiao Li drove.

On the way, Fu Yangxi realized that Mingxi was a little wrong today: "You are a little weird today—"

"what happened?"

Fu Yangxi glanced at the small mask that she wanted to hug him with her hands all the time, her eyes fell on his face all the time, and the whole person was always hanging on the small mask on his body, and her face was a little red: "Weird clingy."

Mingxi: "..."

Mingxi didn't want to say anything at this moment, and continued to bury his head in his arms, hugging him quietly.

The old house of the Fu family was very large, almost the kind of house Mingxi had only seen on TV, and was comparable to some old garden sites in Suzhou.

Originally Mingxi would be in a good mood to watch, but today she just wants to go back to sleep with Fu Yangxi, curled up in a warm bed.

It was too cold, and the qi that came out became ice.

Mingxi was led by Fu Yangxi into the old man's study. After sitting for a while, the chef prepared the meal, and the three of them went to eat.

Today, it may be that Mingxi is here, and Fu Yangxi was very rare to get along with the old man peacefully for a while, and also played a few games of chess.

However, before taking a few bites, an unexpected guest came.

The beautiful woman Mingxi saw outside the camp last time, Fu Yangxi's mother, Yu Jiarong came.

When Yu Jiarong arrived, the atmosphere became visibly stiff. Both the old man and Fu Yangxi were just a firecracker, and Mingxi had to persuade him a little bit in the middle, and now the air was getting worse and hotter.

The old man didn't seem to like Yu Jiarong very much either, and he muttered coldly, "What are you doing to me?"

Yu Jiarong sneered and glanced at Mingxi: "Let me see what Yangyang Tan's girlfriend looks like. I remember his brother didn't talk about his girlfriend before he died, but he was fast enough."

Fu Yangxi's face sank.

"Do you have to come over and disrupt the situation at this time?"

"I'm here to visit you, do you think it's a disruptor? Do you want me to die?" Yu Jiarong didn't dare to say anything. After speaking, she looked at Zhao Mingxi next to her and said in a strange tone: "what's your name?"

Fu Yangxi stared at her, her nerves tense.

On weekdays, she can tolerate her cynicism in front of her, but it is impossible to tolerate her dragging Zhao Mingxi into the water.

He coldly threw the bowls and chopsticks on the table, his handsome face seemed to be cold.

His face was mixed with darkness and anger that was completely different from the usual, and his eyes were fixed at Yu Jiarong: "What do you want?"

Mingxi glanced at Fu Yangxi subconsciously.

Fu Yangxi stretched out a hand and held her tightly under the table.

Fu Yangxi didn't look at her, but it meant-little mask, don't be afraid.

The two clasped their fingers together.

Mingxi's heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it seemed to be held up carefully by something, swelling so hard.

She suddenly understood why Fu Yangxi never mentioned his family.

Because it is like a swamp.

He was afraid of being rejected by her.

Or in other words, he was afraid that after she knew it, she would blame and discard it.

"What can I think? Didn't I say, come and see your girlfriend." Yu Jiarong gritted her teeth with hatred for Fu Yangxi's appearance of protecting the girl.

She has been living in the past, why can Fu Yangxi and the old man continue to move forward?

Why?

Fu Yangxi didn't say a word, and took Ming Xi's hand to leave, and said to the old man: "We are leaving."

Yu Jiarong was irritated at once, and suddenly became angry: "You stop me—"

However, before Mingxi heard the following words, the down jacket hat was suddenly pulled up by Fu Yangxi.

Fu Yangxi pulled the hat on her head and put it on, covering her ears with warm hands in the cold wind.

He looked into her eyes and didn't want her to hear it at all.

He was even more afraid that she would hear those malicious slanders.

He covered Zhao Mingxi's ears, and after Jiarong finished cursing, he pulled Zhao Mingxi away quickly with a cold expression.

Fu Yangxi pulled Mingxi towards the entrance of the courtyard, but Mingxi suddenly stopped, pushed him away and grabbed his hand.

At this moment, Fu Yangxi almost stopped breathing. He looked at Zhao Mingxi in disbelief, like falling into an ice cellar.

He almost thought that Mingxi was creating a barrier to him because of Yu Jiarong's words.

But the next second, he saw Zhao Mingxi turn around.

Ming Xi fixedly looked at Yu Jiarong, and Yu Jiarong frowned, not knowing what the trouble was.

Zhao Mingxi paused and said: "Auntie, you are a moral kidnapping."

Yu Jiarong said angrily: "It's your turn--"

"Because of too much emotional kidnapping, Fu Yangxi has no sense of belonging in this world. You don't love him, but he has never stopped loving you. So even if you are sick, he did not forcefully You were sent to a nursing home, but you let your emotions vent on him for five years."

The old man, Yu Jiarong, and lawyer Zhang next to them looked at Zhao Mingxi in shock.

"But did you forget." Mingxi's eyes gradually turned red, and tears fell one by one.

She felt wronged for Fu Yangxi, and she wanted to cry out at the moment.

But she is holding back, she must finish what she wants to say.

"Have you forgotten that even if he can bear it, he is just a child. When his heart is like a pressure cooker, you can't see it. When he has insomnia all night, do you see it again? Do you think he sees it? He is heartless, so I want to force him to remember the past with you, immersed in grief, but how do you know that he is not sad?"

"Fu Yangxi is this kind of person. You don't love him anymore, and he has never hated you. He will only not love himself."

There was dead silence.

The cold air froze Mingxi's tears.

Maybe it was the tears that Mingxi smashed down, or maybe it was because of her words that both Yu Jiarong and the old man had complicated expressions on their faces.

"You don't want him, I want him."

Mingxi took Fu Yangxi and walked out.

She seldom felt so sad. After grandma passed away, the day she knelt in the mourning hall, she thought it was the last time in her life that she was sad. But she feels her heart twisted now. She regretted why she didn't hug Fu Yangxi earlier and ran toward Fu Yangxi in the crowd earlier, and she was thankful that it was not too late.

Fu Yangxi didn't respond for several minutes. He was choked with breath and stared blankly at the back of Zhao Mingxi pulling him away.

His head was blank and his heart was beating wildly.

He knew that Little Mask was crying now because she kept raising her hand to wipe her tears. He rarely saw Zhao Mingxi crying, once when he was drunk and once now.

Fu Yangxi's throat was astringent, and her heart seemed to be embraced by the warm current.

Very often, this place, home, meant disorderly darkness to Fu Yangxi.

He didn't know what was coming next second, and he didn't know if he could fall asleep with luck the next night.

He walked alone, and then encountered a small mask, which pulled him back, rescued him, and slapped him fluffy so that he could get some sunshine.

She is the only one who defends him.

Even, sometimes she doesn't need to do anything, just standing next to him can already give him enough warmth.

The two kept walking out of the house.

Mingxi wiped her tears again. It was not that she wanted to wipe the tears, but that the tears were too turbulent and dripped into her neck to make her shiver.

"So you were crying for this." Fu Yangxi's hoarse voice came from behind.

"Come here." Fu Yangxi shook her back, her eyes flushed, and wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes with her thumb.

"Your eyes are red." Mingxi said.

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