From the phone number he took Fu Ying's watch phone to Su Xiang, Fu Ying heard the news of transferring to his own school in just a few minutes.

He had no idea what happened at all, so he looked at his father with a confused look on his face and looked at Teacher Wu. When he heard Teacher Wu contacting the school, he finally reacted and shouted to Fu Hanchuan: "Why do you want to change the school for me!"

"I don't want it!"

Fu Hanchuan didn't even look at him, and went out with the car keys.

Behind him, Fu Ying screamed and protested constantly, and even Song's mother's persuasion was blocked inside the door.

...

Night soon came.

In 1988, Fu Hanchuan came in from outside, and he was still covered in the cold air outside.

He swept around the wine rack, but did not see the red wine he had received from the restaurant at noon.

He turned his head and looked at the man sitting in the chair with a dull look on his face and asked, "Where is the wine?"

Pei Xian drank all the white wine in the glass in one sip and said in a bad voice: "I don't know."

Fu Hanchuan looked at his dark face, which was not very similar to Pei Xian.

He pulled a vintage wine from the wine rack, took a wine glass from the rack and walked back to the sand and sat down: "What's wrong?"

Pei Xian opened his mouth and held it in his stomach in one breath, but when he reached his mouth, he felt that he had no idea how to start. He picked up the wine Fu Hanchuan brought, poured half a cup, and drank it in one mouthful.

The spicy wine burned his throat and reached his stomach, which could not resist the fire in his heart.

That woman, she has that ability!

Fu Hanchuan saw him cup after cup and said, "Qiao Ying?"

In this world, only Qiao Ying can make him feel uncomfortable so hard that he is so irritable.

Pei Xian looked at him depressedly, which was considered accusation.

He lowered his head, supported his elbows on his knees, sank a strong smell of alcohol, then looked up and asked, "Mr. Fu, ask you a question of reasoning."

Fu Hanchuan held up his wine glass and glanced at him from the edge of the glass: "Yes."

"If a woman bought a lot of children's supplies, what would you think of?"

Fu Hanchuan's hand was paused, and he only took a half sip of wine and put down the cup. He frowned: "Children's supplies?"

"Um……"

Pei Xian sat back, leaning against the sand on his back, and stroking his swollen head with his fingers. His brain was messy for an afternoon and was about to explode.

Fu Hanchuan put the wine glass on the coffee table and told the truth: "Child."

Pei Xian's eyes opened, and Fu Hanchuan thought the same thing as he thought. But if it was a child, she didn't need to hide it, even Qiao Shen was the same.

He said to himself, "Who is that child?"

Fu Hanchuan asked him, "Did you see her?"

"Yeah." Pei Xian was lazy, and his mind was full of shopping bags. When she was hit, she still grabbed her fingers and refused to let go, which only showed that those things were very important to her.

That's a girl...

Fu Hanchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at his depressed good brother, no wonder the wine disappeared.

He was in trouble himself. The two of them were almost the same as brothers in distress at this time. Fu Hanchuan brought the wine bottle and poured some of them into each of the two wine glasses, picked up one and handed it to Pei Xian. He took the other glass himself, and the two of them touched each other and drank them all.

I drink to relieve my sorrows, so I want to purify myself first.

Pei Xian was so bored that he bared his teeth so spicy that he looked at the wine bottle label and said, "What wine do you have? It's so spicy."

I thought it was OK just now, but the second cup was so hot.

Fu Hanchuan: "Take it whatever you want."

Pei Xian stood up, went to the freezer in the corner to bring ice cubes, put them in a cup, and the wine rushed down, and the crystal-like ice cubes reflected the light of the star dots.

He picked up the wine glass and shook it, and the jingle sounded.

Pei Xian breathed and gave up and said, "Forget it, don't think about it."

If he continues to think about this issue, he may become crazy.

Fu Hanchuan said: "If you don't worry about her, you'll know if you check it."

Pei Xian sneered and said, "Check her?"

He shook his head and had already broken up. When he went to investigate someone’s private affairs, didn’t he look like a pervert?

He pretended to be cool and said stubbornly: "Who said I'm not at ease with her?"

I just don't want to be dumped by a woman.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him with a sarcastic look. He had never let go since the breakup, otherwise he would not have been so distracted.

Pei Xian has always believed that he is very emotionally wise.

He deliberately changed the subject and said, "She still refuses to see you after running out to drink?"

Fu Hanchuan said helplessly: She was willing to come out and saw a ghost.

He stretched his legs in a deep state and said, "Even Fu Ying can't let her come out."

Pei Xian was silent. With Su Xiang's current state, it would be difficult to face the child. And if Fu Ying saw the news, he would be more trouble.

He said, "Have you found that Su Liyi?"

Fu Hanchuan shook his head. After the matter came out, he wanted to find Su Run. The breakthrough point was Su Liyi. However, after Mayfatong brought her here last time, no one knew where she was going.

Things were piled up together, like a pile of messes that couldn't find a clue. In the bad mood, he didn't want to think about anything.

Both of them drank silently. After a while, Pei Xian frowned and suddenly said, "Where is Mr. Mo?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at him, seemed too lazy to answer, and said coldly: "You don't know, how could I know."

There was another silence, and Pei Xian couldn't sit still.

With a thump, he put the wine glass on the coffee table, picked up the coat on the sand and strode out.

I went back to the mall I visited at noon.

Pei Xian went directly to the floor where children's clothing was sold.

He shuttled back and forth between the clothes hangers, looking at the hanging dresses one by one.

Generally speaking, buying children's clothes is a matter of women, and it is eye-catching if a big man stands there and looks like a skirt.

And a tall and outstanding man standing there is even more eye-catching.

Several women were peeking quietly, Pei Xian didn't care at all, and based on the impression in his mind, he looked for the dress he had seen at noon.

The salesperson smiled and walked over and asked, "Sir, what can I do to help you?"

Pei Xian asked with a skirt in his arms, "How old is this size of skirt suitable for?"

The salesperson looked at the size and said, "Oh, this, usually children aged seven to eight can wear it, depending on the height of the child."

Pei Xian frowned and looked at the skirt as if he was thinking.

He said, "Pack up all the girls' clothing of this size."

The salesperson was stunned for a moment and asked uncertainly: "All?"

With so many clothes, she can get a lot of commission this month!

Pei Xian looked at her impatiently: "You want me to say it again?"

"Okay, I'll go right now."

The salesperson immediately looked for it between the two rows of clothes hangers. Pei Xian held his pockets with both hands and waited with a calm face.

...

Xiangyuan, Su Xiang let go of all his emotions and quietly accompanied Zhenzhu to have supper. Zhang's mother walked in from outside and said, "Miss Su, there is a Mr. Mo outside the door who said she wants to see you."

Su Xiang took off the rice grains that were stained with pearls on his lips. Hearing this, he paused his fingers, and took a tissue to wipe the rice grains clean.

She said, "You look at the pearl first."

At the door, Mayfatong leaned against the front of the car, and with a slight sound from the door, Su Xiang walked out.

He stood up straight and said, "Call your phone and turn it off, I think you should be here."

Three years ago, when the video was released, he was with her. At this time, he didn't know what he could do for her, so he wanted to see if her condition was fine.

Su Xiang forced a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

She is not the fragile Su Xiang three years ago.

Mo Feitong looked at her face carefully and nodded: "That's good."

The wind outside was cold and the two stood silent. Mo Feitong raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder and said, "No matter when, remember what I said. I am your brother, tell me if you need it."

Su Xiang pursed her lips and smiled. Mo Feitong looked at her deeply, turned around and opened the car door and sat on it.

He came, as if he was just saying this, and then drove away after he said that.
To be continued...