"Is Shi Sangluo really... that sad?"

Fu Chengyuan asked this short sentence very hard. He had known that Gu Fuye's existence was of great significance to Shi Sangluo, but after he really learned that she was heartbroken for Gu Fuye, he still couldn't help but feel sad.

There is no way, who made him really fall in love with her now. If you like someone, you will be jealous without control.

Yu Jie almost couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Isn't this nonsense? Senior Gu is Xiao Luoluo's first love. You should understand the weight of first love in a person's heart, right?"

"I understand." Fu Chengyuan didn't want to listen any more. He just confirmed again, "Did she really not go to the hospital?"

In order to cut off his persistence, Yu Jie immediately began to add fuel to the matter at that time: "I didn't go, not only did I not go to the hospital, but I didn't go anywhere else. I couldn't even see Gu Fuye's tombstone. To be honest, I thought she would commit suicide, so I stared at her carefully for several days."

"For a long time after that, Xiao Luoluo could not hear Gu Fuye's name, otherwise she would cry. Even if it was just a similar pronunciation, it would not work. If I hadn't been with her every day, how could I know so many things?"

In Yu Jie's narration, Shi Sangluo really loved Gu Fuye in his bones at that time, and he had already reached the point where he wanted to go with him.

Fu Chengyuan thanked Yu Jie with a bitter voice, and then hung up the phone on his own initiative. He felt that he was asking for trouble.

Yu Jie didn't need to lie to him. The things she told were probably true. This not only means that Shi Sangluo could not be the girl who took care of him in the ward, but also represents the shattering of another hope.

Shi Sangluo loves his career so much that he can't forget until now four years later. Does he really have a chance to impress her?

Fu Chengyuan felt mixed feelings and felt so uncomfortable that someone had knocked over the seasoning shop inside.

After Fu Chengyuan finished calling, Shi Sangluo had finished his lunch. He calmed down and wanted to explain to her the reason for his loss of composure. As a result, before getting close, she turned around and said: "I want to do things, please don't stand here anymore."

"Sorry." Fu Chengyuan quickly moved away and watched her return to the kitchen.

Shi Sangluo was extremely quick to do housework. He packed up the tableware he used at noon in a few seconds, which made Fu Chengyuan unable to find a chance even if he wanted to help.

This was the wedding room they got married, but his familiarity with this kitchen was far less than Shi Sangluo. Whenever he thought of this, he felt very uncomfortable. He took the initiative to go forward and asked again, "Is there a place I can help?"

"Just stand a little further." Shi Sangluo said, lowering his eyes and looking at his feet.

Fu Chengyuan followed and found that he had accidentally stepped on the water stains on the ground. He quickly turned around to get the mop, but it was still slower, and he could only watch her wipe the floor clean, and then put the mop into the dewatering bucket and wring it dry.

Shi Sangluo never looked up at Fu Chengyuan from beginning to end, as if he had merged with the air, and she was just busy silently. It seemed that she had to clean the entire villa before she could stop.

Fu Chengyuan felt that Shi Sangluo must be unhappy about what had happened before. She would rather do housework than pay attention to him anymore.

The efforts of the past period failed. He sighed unwillingly in his heart, and then he couldn't help but think of the photos he saw on the security guard of H University and the Shi Sangluo described by Yu Jie, who was in pain for Fu Chengyuan's death.

If the person who happened to him was him, would Shi Sangluo still be so sad?

Fu Chengyuan thought the answer must be no, so he smiled silently and followed Shi Sangluo as usual, and carefully did not disturb her cleaning anymore.

Seeing this, Shi Sangluo had no excuse to keep his distance from him. He only focused on doing housework, and was protesting silently in this way.

When they were not around, there were only cousin and Xiao Zheng in the villa. One of them was a wounded person and the other was a half-aged child. Even if they wanted to do more, they were willing but unable to do it.

What's more, Shi Sangluo didn't want them to work harder. She rarely found the opportunity today and was determined to clean up.

There were only a few rooms that were always in the villa. Shi Sangluo quickly cleaned them up, and like a small spinning top, a gust of wind blew into the kitchen.
Chapter completed!