He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Fu Lu glanced at him indifferently, his thin lips parted slightly: "You think I'm like you, flirting with everyone? Be careful you don't get vegetative symptoms."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Uncle's.

How could he speak so viciously? If it weren't for the young girl being there, and he didn't want to frighten her, he would have already started a fight with Fu Lu.

Although I can never beat them.

But in front of the young girl, he said he had cauliflower-like growths.

Zhou Yan: "With such a sharp tongue, be careful your wife doesn't punish you."

Honestly, sometimes he felt ashamed to have a childhood friend as sharp-tongued as Fu Lu.

Song Zhi paused for a moment when she heard this.

Is he married?

This realization made Song Zhi feel as if her heart was being grabbed and torn apart by an invisible hand, the pain was so intense that it felt like it was about to explode, and tears uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks.

Zhou Yan noticed that Song Zhi was not right, so he quickly reached out to support her and asked with concern, "Little sister, are you alright?"

Song Zhi froze for a moment, her eyes red as she looked at Fu Lu, her voice trembling as she questioned, "Why didn't you come back to find me when you were alive?"

Fu Lu sighed helplessly and took out a handkerchief, handing it to Song Zhi.

"Okay, stop crying."

Seeing this, Zhou Yan was a little confused. "Damn, Ninth Brother, what's going on?"

Fu Lu explained, "She is Song Xiaozhi."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Song Zhi with some disbelief, and then at Fu Lu, "Is that the little tail that followed you back then?"

Fu Lu nodded: "Mm."

Zhou Yan was utterly shocked.

"Wow, the little girl has grown so much."

As he spoke, he grinned and moved closer to Song Zhi: "Little sister, it's me, your brother Zhou Yan, do you remember me?"

Song Zhi shook her head, having no recollection of the flamboyantly dressed man in front of her.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan immediately revealed the tattoo on his arm.

"Look, do you remember now?"

Song Zhi's gaze fell on the tattoo on his arm, and some memories came to mind.

I met him a few times when I was little; he was the older brother who often went to play with Fu Lu.

Before Song Zhi could speak, Zhou Yan said to himself, "Tsk tsk tsk, she really has changed a lot as she grows up. She's getting more and more beautiful. Come on, let's add each other on WeChat."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone.

Seeing this, Fu Lu reached out and slapped him, his face darkening as he said, "Zhou Yan, do you want to die?"

Zhou Yan awkwardly put his phone away. "Haven't we seen each other for years? What's wrong with exchanging contact information?"

Song Zhi stood there blankly, thinking for a moment.

several years?

Five years and eight months.

She first met Fu Lu in her third year of junior high school. After school, she was being bullied by a group of thugs in an alley when Fu Lu appeared and scared them away.

She later learned that her family and Fu Lu's maternal grandmother's family were neighbors, and Fu Lu was sent to his maternal grandmother's house by his parents in the second semester of his senior year of high school.

As they described him, the young Fu Lu was dissolute, unruly, and utterly unfilial.

But ever since he met Song Zhi, his little shadow, he has started to restrain himself.

When Zhou Yan learned that Fu Lu had been exiled to his maternal grandmother's house by his father, he came to find him while Fu Lu was patiently tutoring Song Zhi in math.

Zhou Yan exclaimed in astonishment: "Wow, Ninth Brother, you've turned over a new leaf after just one visit to Grandma's house?"

Fu Lu glanced at him indifferently, looked at the tattoo on his arm, and said disdainfully, "What's that on your arm?"

Zhou Yan said proudly, "The tattoo? I got it done yesterday. It's an eagle spreading its wings, isn't it cool?"

Fu Lu rolled his eyes at him: "Drawing a little bird to pretend to be a big eagle? You think it's cool?"

Zhou Yan retorted, "What little bird? It's clearly an eagle."

"Get out of here now and don't come back again. You're scaring the kids."

Later, Zhou Yan came to see Fu Lu a few times, but they either went to bars or got into fights.

Fu Lu refused.

Zhou Yan jokingly teased him, saying that he had started playing the role of a pet raising character.

Fu Lu chased the man away, saying, "Get out! What nonsense are you spouting?"

Song Zhi's girlish feelings began at that time, and her possessiveness towards Fu Lu grew stronger and stronger.

Especially after hearing that Fu Lu had a girl he liked, Song Zhi lost her temper and confessed her feelings to Fu Lu directly.

The result can be imagined.

Fu Lu didn't take it seriously at all.

He ruffled her hair and said, "Song Xiaozhi, how old are you? You're already thinking about dating?"

At that time, Song Zhi was not discouraged at all, and innocently told him to wait for her to grow up.

But after that, Fu Lu rarely appeared in front of her anymore.

Even the naive Song Zhi understood what it meant.

Fu Lu doesn't like her.

So I'm hiding from myself.

Young love is always passionate and intense. It doesn't matter if Fu Lu doesn't want to see her; she can go see Fu Lu herself.

Therefore, Song Zhi would appear at the gate of Fu Lu's university every day after school.

When his classmates and friends saw Song Zhi coming over, they would laugh and joke, "Ninth Brother, your little girlfriend is here to see you."

"Don't talk nonsense, that's my sister."

Zhou Yan chimed in, "That's right, my Ninth Brother has a girlfriend, so don't talk nonsense."

Upon hearing Zhou Yan's words, Song Zhi's eyes immediately reddened, and large tears uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks.

Fu Lu couldn't stand seeing girls cry, especially Song Zhi.

The tears flowed as if they were free.

He awkwardly comforted her, "Okay, stop crying. You won't look pretty when you're crying."

Song Zhi choked back tears as she spoke, "Fu, Fu Lu, please wait for me to grow up, okay? I will grow up, please."

Fu Lu didn't speak, but just sighed softly.

Song Zhi stubbornly continued, "Please, I will grow up, please wait for me."

"it is good!"

Fu Lu's pleasant voice came through.

Song Zhi looked at him with teary eyes, but then, remembering what Fu Lu had said, she immediately grinned.

At that moment, she couldn't wait to grow up quickly, so that when she became an adult, she could stand openly next to Fu Lu and confess her love to him.

But later, Fu Lu disappeared.

During that time, she was like a headless fly, wishing she could search every corner of Hong Kong to find the person.

The result was the news that Fu Lu had died unexpectedly.

She felt like the sky was falling. Song Zhi, who had never believed in gods or Buddhas, started praying to the gods, saying that she would do anything as long as Fu Lu could come back alive.

But year after year, Fu Lu never appeared again.

She then realized that there was no Buddha in the world, and how could she fulfill her wish?

Her mother's extreme views and Fu Lu's departure caused her to suffer from depression and contemplate suicide.

After visiting her father, who was in a vegetative state, at the hospital, she stood on the bridge over the harbor.

It was Pei Jinnian who saved her; that young man whose features bore a resemblance to Fu Lu.

She knew that Pei Jinnian was not a good man; he was a womanizer, had a bad temper, and a chaotic private life. Most importantly, he didn't like her, but Song Zhi didn't care.

What she cared about was Pei Jinnian's face.

Only when she looked at those eyes and eyebrows that resembled Fu Lu's did she feel as if she were still alive.

"Song Xiaozhi, don't cry."

Zhou Yan's voice pulled Song Zhi back to reality.

She looked up at the man standing behind Zhou Yan and suddenly realized something.

It's actually unnecessary.

There's no need to fake your death to get rid of her.

She just doesn't like it.