In Fu Xichen\'s villa, Xia Ling stood by the bedroom window and stared at the night outside in a daze.

The night is very quiet. There are only a few street lamps outside, which makes the night particularly empty.

Just like her mood at the moment, she is particularly lonely.

The sound of knocking on the door broke the silence of the room.

Xia Ling took back her eyes, went to the door and opened it.

Fu Xichen stood at the door, and Xia Ling smiled at him.

"Ah Chen, what\'s up?"

Lonely look, the whole person seems particularly lonely.

Fu Xichen sipped lightly with his thin lips and shook the wine bottle in his hand, "would you like some wine?"

Is she thinking about Fu Yunting?

She fell in love with him after marrying him for more than two months?

"OK."

Xia Ling didn\'t refuse and followed Fu Xichen downstairs.

When he came to the bar, Fu Xichen poured wine for them. Xia Ling took it and poured it directly without saying a word.

"Lingling, drink slowly."

Fu Xichen frowned, took her glass and poured her less wine.

"It doesn\'t matter, Chen. I can drink very well."

Xia Ling smiled and took the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Fu Xichen said nothing but sipped the wine and said, "he\'s back and he\'s looking for me."

In a word, let Xia Ling say, "didn\'t you tell him my whereabouts?"

He\'s back.

Did he find her?

I must have found it.

That man, it hurts to think of him.

Xia Ling\'s nose was sour and astringent. He took the bottle at Fu Xichen\'s hand and filled himself with wine.

"Lingling, if you drink like this again, I will directly tell him your whereabouts."

Fu Xichen stopped Xia Ling\'s action and regretted letting her drink.

It hurts to drink like this.

Xia Ling bent her lips, and a glimmer of crystal flashed in her apricot eyes. I don\'t know whether it was stimulated by wine or caused by the sour and astringent nasal cavity.

"Thank you, ah Chen. I didn\'t tell him where I was. I was tired and went upstairs to have a rest."

Her tears were about to fall, and she didn\'t want to cry in front of others.

Xia Ling drank the wine in the glass and got up to leave.

Fu Xichen grabbed her, looked at the blush in her eyes, sighed, and hugged her into his arms. "Lingling, cry if you want to cry, lend you your shoulder."

I hope she can forget him after crying.

Xia Ling\'s tears couldn\'t hold back any longer. They fell drop by drop and soon wet his shoulder.

Fu Xichen gently stroked her back and silently comforted her.

Upstairs, the blue plum who heard the movement was hidden in the dark. She looked at the two people downstairs and frowned.

She doesn\'t object to her daughter falling in love, but she wants her to clarify the misunderstanding with Fu Yunting.

This night, many people are doomed to sleep.

In Fu Yunting\'s villa, the man stood in the empty room and looked at the solitude of the room, his eyes gradually scarlet.

The thin figure of a woman flashed through my mind.

Xia Ling!

Xia Ling!

Where the hell is she?

Why hide?

Why not let him see her!

Does she know that he misses her very much.

Fu Yunting took out his mobile phone and tried to call Xia Ling again. What he heard was still a cold female voice.

Or turn it off.

Fu Yunting\'s thin lips closed tightly, and the scarlet at the bottom of his eyes dispersed.

Delimit Xia Ling\'s information and input a line of words.

"Wife, I miss you. Will you come back?"

"Wife, I\'m sorry. I didn\'t protect you. Give me a chance to love you again."

"Wife, I will find you."

“......”

The tall figure stood quietly in the warm yellow light. Fu Yunting looked at the screen on his mobile phone and pinched his fingers to white.