I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

Fu Sheng curled up there alone for a long time.

Chaotic memories were running amok in his mind, including his memory and Xie Yu's memory.

Recalling the last moment, Fu Sheng only felt that his internal organs were being squeezed by something, as if they would explode at any moment.

Three months later.

Fu Sheng was in a daze for three months, every day he woke up and was forced by Xu Yi to sit in the room after eating, for a whole day, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Yi was very worried, always worried that he would die soon after going on like this, but on this day, Fu Sheng suddenly walked out of the house.

He stood in front of the door and looked up at the sun, and then looked down at the flowers and plants in the yard.

Not the same.

It's different from when I first came here.

All the spring flowers are gone, these are summer flowers.

Standing there, Fu Sheng suddenly thought that he hadn't seen Ziyehua yet.

Xie Yu hasn't watched Ziyehua yet, and he hasn't watched Ziyehua with him yet.

Even when he died, he couldn't watch the midnight flowers bloom with him.

"General, general." Xu Yi walked in from the outside and saw him standing outside the door, surprised and worried, "Why did you come out? Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Fu Sheng nodded lightly, walked down the steps, his voice was hoarse, "I'll go by myself."

Xu Yi was startled, a little worried about him, but still nodded, "Okay."

Fu Sheng has not gone out for a long time, nor has he seen the sun.

He walked out the door slowly, and there was still a small bridge and flowing water outside the door, and it was still his favorite Yanzhou.

The dappled sunlight fell from the branches and leaves of the trees, and there were people coming and going outside, lively and lively.

Fu Sheng stood at the door and looked at them, feeling as if he was from another world.

He walked out along the door of the house, and his eyes fell on the small boat below. A couple of men and women were rowing below, just like him and Xie Yu that day.

"Sing me a tune, sing!" the woman sitting on the boat said coquettishly.

"Don't make trouble."

"I didn't make trouble, I just want to hear you sing!"

The man rowing at the bow smiled, and finally sang to her while rowing.

Fu Sheng stood quietly on the bank and looked at them, thinking of Xie Yu that day.

Xie Yu also asked him to sing to him that day.

But she didn't sing to him, and he didn't sing to him.

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in his heart, and Fu Sheng couldn't straighten up because of the direct pain.

He squatted down slowly, listening to the faint singing of the man over there, he raised his hand to cover his heart.

It hurts.

How could it hurt so much.

Fu Sheng's knuckles turned white, squatting on the ground gasping for breath, he remembered a lot.

Xie Yu said a lot that day.

--how old are you.

——I don’t know, it may be older than you, or it may not be older than you.

He has no impression of his parents, and he doesn't even know how old he is.

Most of his memories are of Fu Zhe, of him, of their father and son.

When he didn't know that Fu Zhe was killing his father and mother and his mother, he really regarded them as his family.

But what did they do to him?

Fu Zhe's kindness to him was for a purpose, and it was all for taking advantage of him.

As for him, how did he treat Xie Yu?

Jealous of him, hating him, treating him as an enemy, and never showing him a good face.