My Third Gentleman

Chapter 986 Jing's father's rival in love (8)

Xia Muxue stopped her movements. In the past, she might have felt that Fu Hai was bold and unobtrusive. I don't know if she was used to Jing Hongyuan's elegance afterwards. Fu Hai's every move was extremely crude in her eyes.

It turns out that people will really change. How could she stick to the past for a so-called promise and search for it for twenty years?

This behavior...

It seems extremely ridiculous now, maybe this is also a joke in itself.

For a moment, everyone did not speak, and the atmosphere seemed a little embarrassing. Fu Hai cleared his throat, "Mu Xue, are you still willing to marry me?"

The woman in front of him is completely different from the one in his memory. No matter how elegant the woman was in the past, her eyes always look at her with a little admiration and a little admiration. Such eyes make him already Strong self-esteem is expanded.

This is different now. Although in the past two decades, I have not been familiar with world affairs, have been fascinated by art, and have been committed to all kinds of street art, but I have always been exposed to people of form and form.

He wouldn't fail to understand the alienation and indifference in her eyes, as well as her calm temperament, which has become more indifferent under the baptism of years.

Now, he couldn't understand it, and he didn't know if the former mountain alliance was worthless in front of the elegant man just now.

But he still chose to ask again, because this was the belief he had persisted for more than 20 years, and he still wanted to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Xia Muxue didn't answer his question head-on, but instead asked, "Senior brother, what is the difference between me now and before?"

"Mature, calm, alienated from me."

Fu Hai blurted out and replied without thinking about it.

Xia Muxue gracefully took the cup of the coffee table, took a sip of the tea and put it down, frowned, as if not as good as her father's.

"But I don't think the changes in the brothers are big, they are still so passionate about art and keen on painting."

Xia Muxue paused for a while, and then asked, "What kind of life do you plan to lead in the future? Is it still a wandering?

Fu Hai straightened his chest, with a look of lofty ambition. He was over half a hundred years old, but he did not lose to the young man in his early twenties. He said proudly, "Naturally yes, that is my life's career. You never wanted to follow Do I live this life? If it weren't for your Xia Lao's obstruction, now you and I should be a pair of mandarin ducks smiling proudly."

Fu Hai was pretty sure, and it seemed so.

"Brother, the two questions I asked you actually illustrate a problem. We are not suitable anymore. The outlook on life and values ​​are different..."

"Mu Xue..."

"Brother, please listen to me first. When you left, I blamed you. Of course, I also blamed my father. But then I accepted my father's arrangement and married Hongyuan and gave birth. A daughter, I’ve been a husband and a son for seven years, and I feel guilty in my heart and feel guilty to you. I feel that I betrayed not only our love, but also our original dream, wandering on the top of the world with our talents. Dream. So, just like you said, I abandoned my husband and son, and searched for your footprints all over the world. This journey will be a full twenty years."

Xia Muxue paused, took the tea she was not so satisfied with, took a sip and put it down, and continued, "I have traveled all over the world alone, looking for dreams in the world's top art capital. At the beginning of the year, I Finally met you on the streets of Barcelona..."

(End of this chapter)