I don't deserve your love

"Have a meal."

Fu Yanye looked at the woman who was blushing because of an advertisement and said, then turned and walked towards the restaurant.

Zhuo Jian's head hurts a little, and she has to remember something, but soon the matter is suppressed by the headache.

When Zhuo Jian walked into the restaurant, she smelled the aroma of rice, and suddenly she became more energetic.

She was really hungry, she didn't have much rest last night, she cleaned first, and then was tossed by him...

But when she was eating deliciously, someone interrupted her suddenly.

"Before you spent holidays alone outside?"

Fu Yanye asked.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously raised her eyes to face him, but quickly lowered her eyes again, stirred the porridge in the bowl thoughtfully for a while, and whispered: "No, there are classmates."

"Then why are you alone this time?"

Fu Yanye stared at her with deep black eyes, and continued to ask.

Zhuo Jian pondered unconsciously, still keeping a low profile, "I just moved and need to clean."

"When your father had an accident, your mother was afraid that you would be implicated, so she let you go abroad to avoid the limelight."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look at him, but he looked down at the rice in his bowl, and after a long time he raised his eyes again, Zhuo Jian felt that he was a little excited suddenly.

"It's not that I won't let you go back."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him in surprise, did he not let her go back?

Fu Yanye suddenly put down the spoon in his hand and said, "Eat it yourself."

He got up and left.

Zhuo Jian sat there, quietly watching his leaving back, but there were other emotions in her heart.

Why did he suddenly say this.

Now that her mother has left, is what he said true or false...

What her mother said before she left appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind, "Since he won't let you go back to the country, you can live outside now, anyway, you don't need to worry about me."

Today is the first day of the new year, and it is really not good to think about the past.

Zhuo Jian quickly put away her emotions, and then drank the porridge again.

The porridge he cooked was so delicious.

With his skill, if he is willing to cook every day, the people who are with him will be really blessed.

Fu Yanye went out to smoke a cigarette, and went in again when he heard the phone ringing inside.

Or Li Yuqing.

When Zhuo Jian came out of the restaurant, she saw him standing on the sofa, holding her mobile phone.

This……

"Wait a minute, I'm looking for you."

Fu Yanye said the first two words to the person on the other end of the phone, and the latter to Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian strode over, looked at him a little unhappy, and answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Happy New Year! Wish my uncles and aunts a happy new year, good health and all the best!"

Zhuo Jian laughed subconsciously as she spoke, as if it just felt like a new year.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and if she raised her eyes now, she would know how vicious his eyes were.

Zhuo Jian turned around while answering the phone with her head down, and murmured: "Well, I came last night, well, let's do this first, bye."

Fu Yanye looked better when he heard the back.

"what did he say?"

Fu Yanye watched her put down her phone and asked her.

Zhuo Jian said: "It's just New Year's greetings, nothing else."

"Why do you say so much New Year greetings?"

Fu Yanye asked again.

Zhuo Jianjian couldn't help looking up at him, he always cared about so much.

Just make a phone call.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, "You also want to take care of this?"

Fu Yanye watched her unhappy on the sofa hugging her pillow, sat next to her, with her chest facing her: "I don't care who cares?"

Zhuo Jian had a stubborn little face, looked down at the table, unwilling to speak any more.

Seeing that the scar on her neck was a little red, Fu Yanye couldn't help but want to touch it, but as soon as he raised his hand, Zhuo Jian immediately hid to the side.

Lie down directly.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, deep and heavy, and asked, "What? Invite me to you?"

"No! What did you want to do just now?"

Zhuo Jian hugged the pillow and immediately hid to the sofa farthest from him and asked him.

"It looks like your scar is infected."

Fu Yanye murmured, and leaned over, her shoulders were pressed against the armrest of the sofa, and she brushed her long hair aside with her hand, and then gently touched the scar.

Feeling the temperature of his fingertips on Zhuo Jian's neck, it immediately blushed.

"I can't see clearly, you lie down."

Fu Yanye suddenly murmured.

Zhuo Jian reflexively wanted to play it, but he forced her down on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian blushed and looked at him, daring to speak out.

Fu Yanye looked at her big black eyes and couldn't help but look in front of her.

Zhuo Jian closed her eyes tightly in desperation, and turned her face away.

Fu Yanye didn't speak, seeing her rejecting him so much, he gave her an unhappy look and then looked down at her scar.

I don't know why I imagined such a scene in my mind, a man much taller than her held her from behind, holding a knife in his hand to keep her still.

At that moment, his heart suddenly tightened.

Fu Yanye leaned behind her and asked in a deep voice, "Did you cry in fright?"

She was so timid, she must have been terrified.

"I didn't cry in fright, but my legs were weak from fright."

She still remembers being slumped to the ground.

Fu Yanye felt even more in his heart that someone had whipped him severely.

The room suddenly became quiet, but the temperature of the two of them was rising continuously.

Zhuo Jian reached out to grab his hand uncomfortably: "Have you hugged enough?"

"no!"

The tone of the man behind him carried some anger typical of a big boy.

Zhuo Jian's hand was also wrapped by him, Zhuo Jian heard her heartbeat getting faster and faster, she was really afraid that her heart would be exhausted, so she couldn't help asking him: "What about now?"

"You were also disgusted when he carried you to the hotel?"

Fu Yanye questioned her sourly.

"He didn't carry me to the hotel."

Zhuo Jian retorted subconsciously.

"Aren't your legs weak?"

"Just give it a hand."

"help……"

Fu Yanye was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he knew that he was angry with himself right now.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, do you think that other people can do it just like you?

Everyone is a gentleman.

"I don't even want to help me."

Fu Yanye said childishly behind her.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at him in the blink of an eye.

Fu Yanye turned her head back, and continued: "Let's go back, we won't learn anymore."

go back?

Stop studying?

There are only two places in Taiwan, and one of them falls on her. Can she just go back like this?

Then she doesn't have to mess around anymore.

Besides, she didn't want to go back.

In the past, she wanted to go back, but now it's true. When she thought about the bad things in the city, she thought, just live here.

"I won't reply, the quota is very precious."

"I can get a few more seats for you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian wanted to turn to look at him again.

But Fu Yanye strangled her tightly and whispered behind her: "I don't want you to be outside alone anymore."

It's too late for anything to happen.

Zhuo Jian's heart was actually a little hot.

Is he worried about her?

"I won't return."

However, this couldn't change her mind.

"Are you going back or not?"

Fu Yanye got up angrily and pressed her directly on top of her. Seeing her lying tenderly under him, he really wanted to...

"No return."

But she just didn't want to go back.

Fu Yanye stretched his hand into her pajamas again.

Zhuo Jian immediately tightened her face, and grabbed his hand in a panic: "Farewell, Fu Yanye."

She almost died last night.

Fu Yanye squeezed her small waist and threatened: "I'll ask you one last time, will you come back?"