I still have your pendant

If you ask, in Li Que's eyes, what kind of person is He Qucheng?Li Que may only answer two words: "Scum." As for why he made such an evaluation, Li Que would probably answer like this:

"To give you an analogy, someone slaps you and rewards you with a sweet date. Every time he treats you well, he explains that he is entrusted by others, which makes you feel that he likes you and doesn't like you that much. The most irritating thing is knowing that you like him, but still kissing and touching you, coming to help you every time you need it most, pat your ass and leave after making your heart beat, and finally leave a sentence before going abroad. I', but in the blink of an eye, I'll be dating another woman. What do you think if you say it's going to be on you?"

Anyway, if this matter was left to Li Que, Li Que felt that he would definitely greet the eighteen generations of that person's ancestors, and then go to that person with gasoline.In Li Que's words, "It's a big deal and we die together. After 18 years, we will be a good man again."

But the person who encountered this kind of thing was not her, but Fu Hang. It was a coincidence that Fu Hang met He Qucheng.

How much did Fu Hang like He Qusheng back then?It's probably the feeling of "I see that all living beings are grass and trees, but you are the green mountain", and I wish I could take out my heart and show him how hard that heart is beating for him.

But from Li Que's point of view, He Qucheng never seemed to take that seriously. He was still busy with his affairs, still obeying the old lady's advice to take good care of Fu Hang, and still being responsible for Fu Hang every time he made a mistake. The pot still makes Fu Hang worry about gains and losses.

Whether He Qucheng likes Fu Hang or not, Li Que doesn't know, anyway, Fu Hang worked very hard to love He Qucheng, to the bone and breath, so much so that he may be "very ill", even he himself can't feel it.

It's just that Li Que doesn't understand what Fu Hang likes about He Qucheng, whether he likes his kisses or touches, or his unscrupulous tolerance?Li Que once asked Fu Hang about this question.Fu Hang answered with a smile at that time.

Fu Hang said, "Maybe love just doesn't make sense. I don't know why I like him, or maybe I just saw him right? Or something else? Anyway, I don't know, but I know that love is when you look at a person and feel There are stars in him, and now I think the stars in He Qucheng are super shining."

The young man's smile and the memories of the past made Li Que a little reluctant to believe Fu Hang's words "it doesn't matter", or she would rather believe that Fu Hang's pursuit is still He Qucheng, rather than the sentence "it doesn't matter". I believe that Fu Hang would rather be an ostrich than face it just because the injury was too deep.

Because from a certain point of view, Fu Hang who doesn't love He Qucheng may not be perfect, just like how Fu Hang feels to her now, although she can move and be considered a living person, but she always feels that her eyes lack something special about life yearning.

Thinking of this, Li Que looked at Fu Hang's expression, and in vain felt that if he could still see sadness from those indifferent eyes, it was probably only a hallucination, so he had to laugh at himself and turned to deal with Hang Said, "Just think about it yourself, I don't want the last straw that broke the camel's back then to happen again."

Fu Hang answered quickly this time, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a veil, "No more."

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When Fu Hang returned home, he was greeted by the old nanny who had worked in the family for more than ten years. The old nanny warmly greeted him when he came back, "Xiaohang, are you back? Do you want to eat? Mr. He and Mrs. He are here today." I've gone out for dinner tonight, what do you want to eat? Aunt Zhang will make it for you."

Fu Hang smiled, squatted down and called back the earl who had rushed out just after getting out of the car, then took the suitcase that Li Que handed him from the trunk and said, "No need for Aunt Zhang, I'm a little tired today , can you go directly to rest?"

Aunt Zhang seemed not to hear, she stretched out her head to see someone from the back seat of the car through the glass, Fu Hang naturally knew what she was looking at, and said again, "Benben didn't come back with me, he At Mama Xu's."

The expression on Aunt Zhang's face was awkward for a moment, but she put on another expression in a flash, "I can't help it, Madam asked me to see it. Madam wants to see her grandson, you know that too .”

Fu Hang didn't speak, but Li Que who was at the side said, "Then I'll go back first? I'll pick you up in two days."

"I'll go by myself," Fu Hang said, "It is estimated that Qingya's agreement will be sent to your mailbox by tomorrow at the latest, remember to read it."

"Okay, what's the matter?" Li Qun said.

"Well, go back early, it's troublesome."

Fu Hang waved at Li Qun, dragged the suitcase and walked home, asking Aunt Zhang, "Where should I sleep tonight?"

Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then followed him step by step, "It was quite late when Madam notified us, I didn't know you were coming back, and I was busy with the master's [-]th birthday, and the servants at home were busy preparing to go, yours The room was never cleared."

"I see, then I'll live in my brother's room." Fu Hang smiled, and after entering the house, he carried the suitcase and went upstairs with ease. Aunt Zhang didn't greet him again, and went about her own affairs up.

Fu Hang himself knows whether there are servants and whether they will clean up.The He family's main house is a three-story villa located in a group of villas in the suburbs. When Fu Hang came here when he was a child, there were nearly ten servants, large and small, and it was impossible for them to spare a pair of hands to tidy up his room.On the contrary, it is He Qucheng's house, a person who rarely comes back to live in it once a year, his room is always clean.

After Fu Hang entered the room, he closed the door behind his back, put the suitcase away, and then threw himself on the bed, ignoring the earl who was pulling his trousers by his bedside.

"Stop making trouble," Fu Hang buried his face in the pillow, "I'm quite tired, so you just stay in the room honestly, okay?"

"Wow." The earl yelled, and he didn't know if he answered, but Fu Hang didn't want to care about it anyway.He ran a few announcements today and was really a little tired.

Besides, he really didn't want to go back to this house, after all, he would bicker with the old lady every time he came back, and he couldn't avoid the ridicule of the servants.

Fu Hang was from the He family who remarried with the old lady when he was about ten years old. At that time, Fu Hang didn't realize what kind of family the old lady brought him into. He only knew that he cared more about his mother's sudden remarriage than his mother's sudden remarriage. The accidental death of my father three months ago.

It wasn't until he grew up that he understood what the He family was like in this city or in this country, but after knowing it, he became more and more alienated from the old lady.

Maybe it's because he misses his father in his heart, or he feels that the love of adults is too sad. Anyway, Fu Hang has always kept a respectful distance from the old lady for so many years, and only fulfilled his duty of filial piety.

In fact, sometimes Fu Hang thinks that maybe the only reason for him to live is to obey the old lady's words, because the more he grows up, the more he finds that life is numb to him.

As for the servants of the He family, they can't get close to Hang naturally. Even if they treat him with respect on the surface, there are not a few who secretly mock him.

Fu Hang vaguely remembered one time when he took a nap, when he went downstairs in a daze, he heard a few servants chattering. The words in their mouths were vicious and dirty that he had never heard before.What did Fu Hang do then?He didn't seem to do anything, he stood there sluggishly, neither leaving nor staying.

Because the bad words of those adults are like a net that rushes towards a newborn creature, wrapping the prey tightly and preventing it from breathing, until it finally dies in the net, all that can be heard is The laughter of those bad tongues.

Fu Hang was a little scared, but when he took a step back subconsciously, a hand slightly bigger than him held him tightly, took him down, and stood in front of the servants.

Probably since then, He Qucheng has become a different existence in his eyes, a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating the entire boundless dark night.

The author has something to say:

He Ruoji: My sensible family said that I have stars on me!Still very shiny!

Li Xiaoqin: Oh, scum.