Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 944 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 40
Fortunately, Fu Rongheng came here with an umbrella, a black-bone umbrella, chilling and precious.

He is particular about what he uses.

When they went out, Chu Jin'an followed Fu Rongheng without speaking, feeling depressed.

Walking out of the hospital gate, the night rain was cold and cold, and the puddles on the ground reflected the gray-blue sky.

The coldness of the rain suddenly penetrated into the bones, maybe it was a cold heart, being frozen by Fu Rongheng, Chu Jin'an was so angry that he wanted to turn his face, think about it and forget it, he can't make a noise.

Arguing with him was a one-man show, and the audience laughed at least twice. When he had a cold face, he almost wanted someone to apologize to him.

Suddenly, the hand hanging by the side came into contact with the cold temperature without warning, causing palpitations.

From between the fingers to the palm, his fingers were slender and ribbed, and they squeezed into hers forcibly, lingering for no reason, and interlocking his fingers.

Fill in the missing corner of my heart.

The sound of the wind whizzed by, and the rain beat against the sycamore trees, creating a wave in Chu Jin'an's heart that no one knew about.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Rongheng turned his face slightly, with an arc of cold light, he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, he held an umbrella for her, and asked slowly in the rainy night.

He didn't let go of her hand, he was silent and majestic.

Chu Jin'an was just thinking, has he ever held her like this before?

In the past twenty years, if she was not taught by the seniority of Fu Siye, the high-ranking Leng Lili may have held her hand calmly and casually, leading her to stride forward, or maybe he forgot to hold her , let her look at the back of him leaving indifferently.

After all, it is not as closely linked as it is now.

The answer is no, right?
Chu Jin'an couldn't remember clearly.

The lines on his hands were clear and cool, like mountains and seas, yet also gentle and soft, turning into her childhood dream.

How many times, out of reach.

"gone."

Qinglie's voice called her, and she was quite calm about the matter of interlocking fingers, as if it should be so.

Some people's palms are as wet as the sea, giving off a feeling of tide.

As a result, the rising tide of the sea water drenched people thoroughly, and at the same time melted the ice formed in the heart, turning it into a gentle drizzle.

Chu Jin'an snorted, but held his hand instead of pulling it out, and followed him.

Obviously no one is watching, but she really wants to hide this picture and turn it into a story behind time, which will never pass.

That bright obscurity.

The two of them left the hospital together, it was raining continuously at dusk, like someone's heart was beating, they gradually drifted away on the road, the hospital behind them was lit for a long time, blurring their backs.

An umbrella can be big enough for two people to shelter from the rain shoulder to shoulder.

Later, when Chu Jin'an recalled that night that year, she only remembered that the rain was not heavy, and the road was not long, and she happened to walk a certain distance under a person's umbrella.

Fingers clasped under the umbrella.

In Beicheng in July of that summer, gambling on books disappeared with the fragrance of tea, and it was a big dream.

It rained non-stop in July, and the sky was always humid. It was not until August, when the cicadas sang hoarsely, that the continuous rain stopped completely, and the weather turned muggy. I can't stay here, I can't wait to fill it with ice cubes.

Every time at this time, Chu Jin'an wished to stick behind his fourth brother, to cool off his body from the cold.

At that time, Baicha Qinghuan had nothing else to do, she stayed in his study all afternoon in her spare time, the old phonograph played her favorite opera, the light and shadow blurred the time, and it was him when she raised her eyes.

Then, in mid-August, the South Station incident occurred, and there was no peace abroad. The mountains and rivers were shaking, and people were panicking.

When outsiders talk about Fourth Master Fu, even though he is suspicious by nature, he never shows any mercy.

But after all, for the past ten years, he has been the one who has protected one side of the country and supported the other side, and guarded the three provinces and nine states, allowing them to live and work in peace and contentment.

"Miss, what are you looking for?" The door was pushed open, and the maid's voice sounded suspicious.

With a "snap", the white light of the flashlight swayed towards her, Chu Jin'an's face was turned away from the light, and his voice was clear: "Did you see a red velvet box when you cleaned up the house?"

In the middle of the night, the whole yard was in chaos because of looking for a piece of jade pendant.

Chu Jin'an frowned, with an irritable expression. She suddenly remembered this jade pendant today. She originally wanted to take it out and put it in Fu Rongheng's hand to have a look. flew.

The mother whispered softly: "It's just a jade pendant, what's the big deal, I'll just buy you another one."

"That's no ordinary jade pendant."

It was given to her by the fourth brother.

Chu Jin'an pursed his lips, the summer night became more and more sultry, the hot air penetrated into his breath, and even the humming of cicadas became ear-piercing.

A maid's voice sounded cautiously: "I remember that on the day the young lady returned to China, Miss Tang visited the mansion. Before she left, I saw her leave with a box in her hand... very similar to what the young lady described. "

Chu Jin'an returned home that day, so the maid had a particularly deep memory.

Chu Jin'an's face turned cold instantly.

"Oh, what a rare visitor." It was a sunny day, always boring, Tang Hanting woke up from the dream, pulled out the curtain and went out, thousands of shadows, charming to the bone, in the boudoir, looking at Chu Jin'an with a smile, "Why do you have time to come to see him today?" I?"

"Did you take my things?" Chu Jinan sat on the chair, looked at her, and opened his mouth lightly.

She wore a long skirt with a delicate and warm texture, and expensive and generous pearl earrings, showing the demeanor of a young lady.

Those eyes are cold.

"Yes, I took it." The jade pendant had been taken away by Fu Jingshen a long time ago, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

Now that Chu Jin'an came to the door, it meant that she already knew that the jade pendant was not in her hands. Tang Hanting didn't care, and directly admitted that she deliberately disgusted Chu Jin'an.

"We are friends, you don't care about a piece of jade pendant with me, right? I just took it when it looked good."

"Take it without asking, I didn't expect big stars to have a habit of stealing things." Chu Jin'an stood up, stretched out his hand, and his voice was deep.

"give me."

"Gone."

Tang Hanting said frankly, with a smile on her brow, "I lost it, why are you looking at me like that? How long has it been, and I don't know where it is."

"Crack!" sound.

The slap was crisp.

Tang Hanting covered her face in disbelief, acid regurgitated in her stomach, as if the child felt pain: "Chu Jin'an! How dare you hit me!"

"Where is it?" Chu Jin'an asked again patiently, with frost on his face.

"I don't know!" Tang Hanting sneered instead, "It's useless if you ask a hundred times."

Sooner or later, she will make Chu Jin'an pay the price for today's slap...

At this time, the owner of the jade pendant was trying his best to meet Mr. Qin who came from Huichuan and stayed in Beicheng.

"The greeting card from the sixth young master of the Fu family, did you see it or not?" the servant asked.

"I heard that the relationship between Sixth Young Master and Fourth Master is not good. Sir, he still wants to cooperate with Fourth Master. Will he annoy Fourth Master if he wants to meet?"

(End of this chapter)