I don't deserve your love

Liu Yuntian was not walking in, but the bodyguards Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye had arranged for her were waiting for her at the city boundary.

Jian Qian was a little puzzled, and Liu Yuntian said: "I won't go in. I have some things to take care of right now. Sending you here, I'll call it a day."

"..."

Looking at him, Jian Qian suddenly felt that they seemed to be saying goodbye.

So before she got out of the car, she suddenly turned her head to look at him and said, "Yun Tian, ​​get along well with your wife, she deserves it."

He smiled, nodded, and watched her off.

Jian Qian got into the bodyguard's car and asked him to drive to Zhuo Jian's apartment opposite the TV station, the only place she wanted to go now.

There were traces of Zhuo Jian's living there, and even the smell of Zhuo Jian's favorite fragrance, but Zhuo Jian was not here.

It's been so long.

Is this person still here?

-

On a cloudy day, the dark living room with a strong sense of age in the castle.

The slender man was looking at the very familiar article on the phone, and when he heard footsteps, his black eyes slowly lifted.

"Boss, I found it."

"Ah."

He let out a dull sound.

"That car is the main driver of an ancient castle by the sea. It will come to town once a week, and it will go to the coffee shop we often go to."

"weekly?"

No wonder.

Fu Yanye squinted at the red floor, put away his phone shortly after, and got up quickly: "What day is it today?"

"Friday."

"..."

Fu Yanye sat there, silent for a long time.

Wang Rui stared at him, "Boss, I can go and guard there tonight."

"No, I'll go myself."

Fu Yanye refused, and after a low voice, he still stood up.

When he was going out, a servant gave him a coat. He stopped at the door, thought for a while, and continued to walk out.

If he found her, and it was so cold, he could take off his coat and let her wear it.

When she was in a good relationship, she often said that she liked the warmth of his arms and wearing his coat.

Fu Yanye strode towards the parking lot, and Wang Rui stood at the door and watched quietly.

The servant stepped forward, "Mr. Wang, where is the boss going so late?"

"Go to Madam."

Wang Rui's eyes followed his figure, and he sincerely hoped that he could find Zhuo Jian as soon as possible.

Their husband and wife have just reconciled.

He still remembers the scene where Fu Yanye celebrated her birthday and proposed marriage in Starlight, saying "I love you"...

He has been proud of his boss for more than 30 years, and one day he will be willing to repeat that sentence to a woman over and over again.

He hoped that Fu Yanye could find Zhuo Jian tonight, so that they could be members of the regiment.

Fu Yanye drove to the opposite side of the cafe, the car stopped, he didn't approach, just stared there from afar.

He didn't even dare to lower his eyes, for fear that if he lowered his eyes, he would miss her.

But until early morning, there was no sign of her entering or exiting the coffee shop.

He leaned back in the seat, and then continued to watch so intently, but the light in his eyes gradually lost some light.

His fingers kept touching his ring, and when he closed his eyes for a while, her scrapped car appeared in his mind...

Wang Rui said that he found the car, it must be hers, so...

she will not die.

Of course she won't die.

They haven't had a good time with the rest of their lives.

She hadn't said a single word of love to him, while they were both sober.

Fu Yanye stayed there for a long time, until dawn the next day.

Wang Rui knew what he was thinking, and brought him sandwiches when he went to find him.

Fu Yanye looked at the coffee shop and ate the sandwich Wang Rui brought, feeling particularly unpalatable.

The woman suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was the first time she made a sandwich after returning to China. She was a vegetarian, so the sandwich she made was not very delicious, but it was the first time he ate it.

Thinking about it now, he suddenly felt that it was the best food he had ever eaten in his life.

He couldn't swallow anymore, threw the sandwich aside, picked up the thermos and drank the coffee he brought.

But even the coffee has become particularly unpalatable.

The coffee shop started serving people around eight o'clock, wave after wave, day after day...

That car never came again, and I never saw that figure that resembled her again.

Fu Yanye drove to the address Wang Rui mentioned, but the gate of the castle was heavily guarded, and he didn't dare to startle the snake.

And the whole day, not a single car came out of it.

It seems too quiet inside, even...

Does anyone live there anyway?

It wasn't until late at night, when he saw a light on a window on the third floor from a distance, that his heart seemed to recover.

-

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Chengcheng called him and asked him, "Dad, when will you and Mommy come back? It's almost the Chinese New Year, you two, don't be too playful."

"Well, we will try our best to go back a few years ago. How are your younger brothers and sisters recently?"

"It's okay, except that I will miss you."

Chengcheng was a little bit lost and unhappy.

"Fu Chengqian, did dad ever say that you are great?"

"Ok?"

Chengcheng suddenly regained some energy and listened with pricked ears.

"You are more sensible than your father when you were young."

Fu Yanye continued.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Cheng was almost proud when she heard it, but soon realized something was wrong.

"It's okay, I just want to tell you something, take care of your brothers and sisters, we will go back soon."

"Okay, so I still can't talk to Mom?"

"Wait a minute and I'll ask her to voice you."

"Oh well."

Orange Orange is very strange, why dad never let mom send him videos?

And their father and son just called.

Hey.

Is their father so overbearing that they won't let them see their mother?

Isn't that a bit perverted?

And Dad loves them so much.

Cheng Cheng vaguely wanted to feel something, but because of her age, she just sighed helplessly in the end, and went to bed with her sister in a sensible way.

It was Thursday.

Christmas is gone early, another Thursday.

It has just rained, and there are many fallen leaves on the road, especially on the side of the road. There is a kind of desolation in the poetic and picturesque.

There were few people on the road, and some even wore down jackets.

He entered the coffee shop wearing a gray overcoat and ordered an Americano.

Then I glanced inside. It was just after eight o'clock in the morning, and there were not many people, and most of them came to take it away.

"Trouble, refill."

There is a gentle female voice, although it is English, but...

The voice was right behind him, right at the back of his heart.

His hand in his pocket tightened, and he even broke into a cold sweat. The woman walked up to him, and when the waiter refilled her glass, she smiled and said thank you.

Holding his breath, Fu Yanye slowly turned his eyes...

It was a woman with short, hanging-ear hair, caramel-colored, almost in the same line as her coat.