Fu Simian's eyebrows and eyes were painted in the rain, which became more cold and delicate, with a fragile and hazy beauty.

"Not an ex-boyfriend," he corrected.

"Can I ask, why do you break up?" Fu Qing angrily and shrank his neck. "I asked Fu Siya, she said a lot, but there was nothing useful."

Fu Simian was silent for a while, and did not show that the topic was in the penalty area, "There was a quarrel."

"Okay, what's his name? I remember Fu Siya told me, but I never remember, Zhou, what's Zhou?"

"Zhou Shike."

"Oh yes, Zhou Shike, is he from the North City? Why don't you want to let go?" Fu Qing's willingness means that no one can let go of Fu Simian's current identity, Fu Simian who completely controls the Fu family. Zhou Shike is actually willing to let go of it too?

Fu Simien's hand holding the handle of the umbrella tightened slightly, and his tone became depressed, "Why don't you want to bear it?"

A Ke likes him, not his money.

Money cannot be kept by A Ke.

He couldn't keep A Ke either.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about the most important thing at the moment," Fu Qing stomped his feet and cursed the damn weather. "I can help you go to Beicheng, but how can you convince him on your father's side?"

"Why do you have to convince him?" Fu Simien's indifference was as usual, "I said, he has retired."

Fu Qing: "..." There seems to be no problem with this.

He usually doesn't do things that he doesn't know.

Fu Qing cleared his throat, "When do you need me to go?"

"tomorrow."

“…”

"Fu Simian, I am your aunt, not your employee!" Fu Qing wanted to give her black nephew a few blows. In an instant, she didn't feel scared when she saw Fu Simian. "Fu's entertainment has no foundation in Beicheng. Even if it has assets, it still needs to select a team and organize and plan before the past. Besides, it's almost the New Year."

Fu Qing thought Fu Simian would not agree, but the other party just thought for a few seconds and said, "It's going to happen after that year."

"But you have to go there in my name."

Although I don’t know why, Fu Qing doesn’t care. She has never valued fame and fortune, and she is a manly person.

The matter was settled in a few words. Fu Qing was about to get in the car and leave. Before leaving, she stopped talking, and took a few steps and turned around and trotted back.

"I never say these words seriously to others, but Fu Simian, as far as I know, you and Zhou Shike broke up in October. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and it's already three or four months. If you can get back together, you will get back together long ago. Either he comes to you or you go to him. But you have no movement yet, you haven't met or quarreled. This means you won't get back together. This is not a sign of reconciliation." At least, you won't make up easily.

"I didn't want to find him." Fu Simian distinguished himself.

"You're not in a hurry, you put him at the end," Fu Qing said anxiously as he looked at Fu Simian's dead look, "How long has it been since October to now? This window period is enough for people to forget you several times."

"A Ke won't," Fu Simien raised her eyes, "I don't believe he will forget me."

In his impression, A Ke should be the boy who was always following him who smiled shyly and called "Brother", instead of Wednesday when he bent his golf club with a golf club.

However, Wednesday is the real A Ke.

When Fu Simian thought of this, he felt angry and sad for no reason.

Did A Ke pretend to be so obedient to please him?

He chose to go back to Beicheng as a Wednesday because he didn't need to please him anymore?

Subconsciously, Fu Simian denied this speculation.

The ice in his eyes was covered with ice. He didn't believe it or wanted to believe it. He couldn't even accept that Zhou Shike would leave as soon as he said he could.

As long as Zhou Shike is willing to come back and wants to be Wednesday, or continue to be A Ke, he will be as willing as the other party.

"Just be stubborn," Fu Qing saw Fu Simian's expression as if it were Bingshuang, and smiled, "You have never suffered any hardship."

Fu Qing was so angry that he stepped on high heels, and his heels splashed around her. She got into the car, and the wheels followed him to snare the water in the puddle, which was enough to show how crazy she was now.

Fu Simian watched a pink disappear into the rain curtain. He held the umbrella and stood there without moving.

When he first met Zhou Shike, he was quite impressed, because Tang Dongdong said that this was the best-looking one among the people who came to confess, so he had an impression. After that, Zhou Shike became a group with the people around him.

After confessing his love, he did not refuse. Looking at the boy's warm and sincere eyes, he could not say anything he refused for the first time.

During the four years he spent together, he felt that he had fulfilled his obligations as Zhou Shike's boyfriend. He responded to every word he said to him that I like you, announced his relationship, and met his parents, he did it.

Listening to the drizzling sound of rain in his ears, Fu Simian thought that when it rained in the past, Zhou Shike would always wrap his blanket and rub against his legs, whispering, "Why does it rain every day in your Jiangcheng? Isn't there?"

But now it was raining so heavily, but Zhou Shike left. He hated the rain in Jiangcheng and didn't like him anymore.

A huge sense of weightlessness came from far and near. Fu Simian's hand without the umbrella held the air without squeezing it, only a cold handful of air.

For the first time, he realized that Zhou Shike had been back to the North City for a long time.

Fu Simian went back to Fu's house to drive.

When at the door, the door was open, and the sound of Fu Siya calling came out.

"When will you want it? I'll get it for you."

"I can't get it, I might be able to."

Fu Simian listened for a while, and then he dropped his umbrella and splashed the mud on his trousers' legs, and strode into the living room. He reached out to Fu Siya, "Tell me the phone."

Fu Siya held the phone and was startled by Fu Simien who rushed in suddenly. Fu Simien stood in the backlight, with his face in the shadow. His face was expressionless and his eyes fell on Fu Simien's phone.

"Fu Simian?" The boy's voice was as familiar as ever, but his tone changed, which was different from the obedient one he had when he was called "Brother" at that time. "Sister, please give him the phone." It seemed very indifferent.

Zhou Shike himself didn't want that pile of things, but he found out that in the past six years, almost all the things he wrote were in Jiangcheng. If Fu Smien used them to make a profit, Zhou Shike was not sure what he would do.

Before taking the phone over, Fu Simian wiped the rain water from his fingers on his coat. His joints were wrapped in water and washed pale, appearing stiff and unnatural.

"Hey." Fu Simian's voice was hoarse, like a brief cry from his throat from the injured beast.

Only the boy's slow breathing sound, rhythmic and uneven.
Chapter completed!