Chapter 568 Who took the initiative for the first time
The decoration here is similar to their home, except that there are fewer things inside.
Shortly after he walked in, he saw Zhuo Jian.
She lay on the sofa, as if she was asleep.
Fu Yanye walked up to her with long legs and looked down at her from a high place.
She has changed a lot, and he is a little afraid to recognize her.
He took off his coat and gently put it on her, and sat down diagonally opposite her.
After the new phone was turned on, I downloaded some software and started to collect news about them.
Fu Yanye looked down at the news about them, as well as some major events that Wu Fei sent to him that had been erased online before.
At twelve o'clock, it was sunny outside and turned cloudy.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a little cold, looked at the woman who was still sleeping, got up and went to her side.
Zhuo Jian just felt dizzy and cold, and turned around again...
Something was pressed under her body by her tight eyelids, she slowly saw the fabric in front of her, slowly raised her eyes, and saw his face.
"I woke you up?"
Fu Yanye asked with his dark eyes staring at her.
Zhuo Jian was stunned. Seeing that his bent over and his posture was not right, he felt his body carefully and immediately sat up.
Her head is still hot, but she is sensible.
Fu Yanye also stood up: "I just felt a little cold. I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I wanted to carry you back to my room to sleep."
“…”
Zhuo Jian was surprised by his explanation, and he quickly lowered his eyes after looking at him.
He was worried about her?
How is it possible.
He didn't remember her at all, she remembered how cold he was about her before.
Fu Yanye looked at her look in a deep impression, not knowing what she was thinking, and reminded him faintly: "You go to sleep by yourself?"
Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked up at him again.
If you don’t go to bed by yourself, would you sleep together?
She felt ashamed of what she thought, turned to look at the kitchen, suddenly she felt a little hungry, so she got up.
Fu Yanye was still standing there and grabbed one of her arms: "Don't you want to pay attention to me?"
"I'm a little hungry, go get some food."
Zhuo Jian replied weakly, looking down at him holding her arm.
Fu Yanye noticed her gaze and found that his actions seemed too rash and let go of her.
Zhuo Jian went to the kitchen, but soon Fu Yanye followed him in.
She can cook?
But there were only eggs in the refrigerator. Zhuo Jian felt a little disappointed after reading the refrigerator. She wanted to drink some hot soup.
After taking out the egg, she hesitated between steamed eggs and egg soup for a few seconds, and then she planned to make egg soup.
Fu Yanye looked at her side, then went to the refrigerator, and it turned out to be empty.
"Want to have soup? I'll do it."
As he said that, he unbuttoned his cuffs and stood beside her with his sleeves rolled up.
Zhuo Jian turned his face slightly, but wanted to see him but felt powerless.
He didn't remember her anymore, and he still remembered marrying Lin Ruxiang. What soup he had helped her make, she murmured: "No."
Fu Yanye stopped rolling up his sleeves and looked at her in a blink of an eye: "What? I thought I didn't?"
Think he won't?
Zhuo Jian looked up at him. When Fu Yanye was only glanced at her, she felt inexplicably panic and lowered her eyes to start fiddling with the wok.
Zhuo Jian said: "I can do it myself."
"But you are very weak now and look like you will faint at any time."
Fu Yanye didn't look at her anymore. After turning on the fire, he took a bottle of pure water and unscrewed it and placed it aside for later use.
"We were actually going to divorce."
She lowered her head, her voice was very low and a little hoarse.
divorce?
Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her.
"Something happened between us in the past six years."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him and tried to tell him calmly.
But my heart is full of enthusiasm and my eyes are hot.
Fu Yanye didn't ask anything, but said, "You go to the back and sit down first, and then talk about it after dinner."
Zhuo Jian listened and saw that he didn't plan to stop, so he felt that that was okay, but he didn't have much energy now.
But he still reminded him, "There are a lot of ingredients in the house next door."
Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her. There were a lot of ingredients in the house next door?
Then why do they have to cook here?
And from her tone, that's their home, why is she here?
There was really unhappiness between them, or their marriage was different from the online rumor, and even the people around him said that he was doubting which one said was true? Which one said was false?
Wang Rui said that she fainted when she learned that something happened to him, so she should care about him very much, but she is now.
He turned his head quietly to look at her, and found that she was also looking at him depressedly.
He felt guilty when he was seen, and turned around to look at the pot, but soon turned his head to look at her.
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was doing, he just felt like he was dreaming.
He actually came back, and was still cooking in a place she could see, cooking for her?
Zhuo Jian lay on the table and looked at him in a mixed mood.
But she couldn't actually see his face clearly.
Fu Yanye obviously didn't know this, thinking that she had good eyesight, so she was just looking at him.
"Do you prefer a little salty or a little sweeter?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian opened her mouth, but the voice failed to make it. She rose again, cleared her throat, "Salty."
Fu Yanye nodded and later added some salt to the soup, but not much.
He went to the next door to get the noodles, where he had seen it last night, and there were a lot of lifelike things in it, children's, theirs.
The wardrobe of the master bedroom upstairs was full of his clothes, and...
It seems that she should be the only one.
So how did they get together?
Before Fu Yanye could figure it out while eating, he asked her, "Why are we together?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him and didn't know where to start.
In fact, she didn't know why he suddenly refused to let her go.
"Eat first."
She whispered and ignored him.
Fu Yanye looked at her and was probably hungry, but he wasn't the same.
Moreover, the noodles were not delicious after being kept for a long time, so he did not continue to ask.
But after the meal, she felt sleepy again and asked him, "Can I go to have a sleep first?"
"Can."
Fu Yanye frowned in dissatisfaction, but considering her condition, he nodded.
"Thank you, please let me sleep until I wake up naturally."
Zhuo Jian expressed his gratitude, but was afraid of being disturbed in the middle, so he reminded him again.
Fu Yanye didn't say a word and put the bowl in the washing cabinet.
Zhuo Jian returned upstairs and wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep.
But I don’t know why it’s so cold in the quilt, it took her a long time to fall asleep.
It was unknown when it would snow outside.
Fu Yanye cleaned up the kitchen and returned to the opposite side.
There was cigarette in the house opposite, and he took a one, which was the brand he usually liked to smoke.
Afterwards, Wang Rui, Yuan Man and Chang Xia all appeared in the living room and answered their questions one by one.
But when he asked, how did they get together, Yuan Man and Chang Xia both looked at Wang Rui.
"It should be Christmas? Actually, I don't know very well, but after my birthday that day, you two went to the upstairs suite and didn't come out again. They should be together."
"Am I taking the initiative or she taking the initiative?"