Fu Chenhan smiled and continued to walk forward: "I am not sad for her. She has lived long enough. I just remembered the year when my mother passed away."

Jiang Xiu was stunned.

She is not qualified to interrupt this topic.

Fu Chenhan said: "Why don't you speak?

I don't mean to provoke a sect."

Jiang Xiu forced a smile: "...I know."

Fu Chenhan suddenly grabbed her neck and forced her to look at her, his voice a little mute: "Jiang Xiu, it's ridiculous to say that you were like a piece of white paper in front of me four years ago. I can easily see whatever you think, but now, I can't even see through your joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness."

Jiang Xiu said: "What you said is growth."

Fu Chenhan said: "Yes, this is growth, but I don't like your growth."

His voice was a bit cool: "I used to think about making you stronger, at least I had to learn to protect myself, but then I found that you gradually flew out of my field."

"I don't think I'm missing Gu Zheng, but there is one thing I didn't agree with before, but now I think it makes sense."

His fingers casually pointed on Jiang Xiu's cheek and said, "He loves you, so he gives you a safe haven, so he will carry the wind and rain. You are like a canary in your carefree manner, doing everything you want to do."

"Four years ago when you left, when the night was late, I often wondered if I was too anxious to force you to grow up and become stronger, so you were bored and left."

Jiang Xiu pursed the corners of her lips and lowered her eyes and said, "Fu Chenhan, I... have never thought of this before."

She whispered: "Gu Zheng is very good. He is the way I liked when I was young. When I was with him, I didn't need to think about anything. That's great, but it's not suitable for me."

She said: "I'm not the fragile thing like a canary."

"Fu Chenhan looked at her fair face and suddenly laughed: "You are right, you are not a canary."

You are the wind that no one can understand.

Gentle, tempting.

Before they knew it, they had already walked to Gantangyuan. Fu Chenhan opened the door of the yard and went in. Jiang Xiu suddenly said, "Fu Chenhan."

Fu Chenhan stopped and looked at her.

Jiang Xiu said: "Actually, you know everything, right?"

Fu Chenhan asked: "What aspect are you referring to?"

"..." Jiang Xiu said softly: "Mrs. Wei's business."

Fu Chenhan said: "Or otherwise who do you think the email you received was sent?"

Jiang Xiu was stunned and took a few steps: "It's you?

!”

Fu Chenhan raised his hand to take the crabapple petals on her hair and said, "You are too slow, I'm very anxious to see it, so I'll help you."

Jiang Xiu's mind was full of incredibleness, and she stared at Fu Chenhan: "So...so you always know that grandpa... wants to help my mother take the blame?"

Fu Chenhan said: "Yes."

"..." Jiang Xiu gritted his teeth, "You don't..." Fu Chenhan stopped her words and said, "Jiang Xiu, I have told you a long time ago that you are you, your family is your family. If there are no extra conflicts between us, then I am good to your parents because of you. I will not implicate you because of their fault. Four years have passed, and you still haven't figured out this truth."

"..." Jiang Xiu bit her lip: "I... just think that I don't deserve you to be so kind to me."

She said in a little panic: "I...I'm not good at all, nor is it good to you...so..."                                                 �

Fu Chenhan suddenly whispered: "When you just learned about those things back then, you never took your anger on me."

Jiang Xiu lowered his head and said, "That's different..."                                                       �

Fu Chenhan said: "You just never forgive yourself."

"..." Fu Chenhan was right.

She just never wanted to forgive herself. Even though she knew that Zou Bilan's words were lying, she still didn't want to separate herself and Lan Jinxi. Lan saw Yun, as if she would pay off her debts from that year after she was borne by the sins she had in the past.

In fact, it was futile.

She knew these six words, but she could write them, but she never knew how to understand them.

"You're crying."

Fu Chenhan said.

Jiang Xiu touched his cheeks with trembling fingertips, and it was really wet.

Fu Chenhan wiped her tears and said, "Jiang Xiu, are you pursuing me now?"

Jiang Xiu nodded unconsciously.

Fu Chenhan hugged her in his arms and whispered: "If you don't forgive yourself, I will not agree to your pursuit."

The petals of Xia Haitang were fluttering, and the peach blossoms fell on the black hair. Jiang Xiu leaned against Fu Chenhan's arms, crying like a child.

If I can’t pay back my debts more than 20 years ago, how can I stand by your side with an equal attitude?

...                                                               

Almost all the powerful people in the capital were here. Although Dou Zhenrui was very sad, he still had to be busy with some care and was busy. Fu Yishu also had to entertain people. In comparison, Jiang Xiu and Fu Chenhan were catching up openly.

Jiang Xiu sat on the chair and peeled oranges. After peeling them, he gave them half to Jiang Songyin. Jiang Songyin heard a cry outside and asked Jiang Xiu: "Why do they cry?"

It was just a temporary residence arranged for the guards, right next to the mourning hall, with the room connected, and a thin wooden door could not cover up the crying outside.

Jiang Xiu threw oranges into his mouth and said, "You don't know this. Although they are not close or unfamiliar, Mrs. Fu is the old Buddha of the Fu family. If she doesn't cry when she comes to mourn, she will not give Fu family face or Fu Chenhan's face. What should I do if I get worn shoes at that time?"

Jiang Songyin knew it: "I didn't expect my own father to be so vengeful."

Jiang Xiu nodded and said, "Baby, your father is so shameless."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard panic outside: “Eh?

What's wrong with Miss Qu?"

"There is a lounge inside! Come and have a rest!"

As he spoke, the door to the lounge was opened.

Everyone met Jiang Xiu and Jiang Songyin who were eating oranges leisurely: "..."                                                      �

Someone asked in a low voice: "...Who is this lady?"

Jiang Xiu casually said, "Meeting is fate, don't ask who I am."

Everyone: "..." Jiang Xiu stood up and said, "What's wrong with Miss Qu?"

"It should be hypoglycemia."

Jiang Xiu said: "You put her on the chair. I am her friend, I can just look at her."

"                                                               
Chapter completed!