She calmed down and then replied: "I said I want to observe again."
At this moment, the car came to the traffic light, he stepped on the brakes, and then looked at her: "Don't you believe he is not sick?"
"It's just that Xiaozhou is somewhat autistic, and I want to find a better way to help him ease his condition as soon as possible."
After all, Gu Yuqing is an authoritative psychological counselor and may be able to give her some good advice.
"Have you found a way?"
"I plan to go to see her after attending the death anniversary."
Fu Xizhou's expression gradually darkened and his voice rose slightly: "Are you coming to Tianlai Building again?"
"Um."
Fu Xizhou's slender handsome eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and he looked into her eyes for a moment, as if he wanted to see through her.
Gu Beisheng was a little flustered by his stare. He turned his head and looked forward: "The light is green."
Fu Xizhou started the engine and headed towards the south bank.
Then, there was a long silence, and no one spoke first.
Gu Beisheng simply leaned on the leather seat, closed his eyes, and recuperated his energy.
However, we can’t meet at Tianlai Building next time.
He seemed not to like her going to see her elder brother.
No wonder, after all, she is his wife and he would feel uncomfortable if she is always in contact with other men.
When she inadvertently remembered that he was Fu Chuan, her eyes were full of possessiveness.
Suddenly I was curious, was he maintaining a man's dignity that made him feel uncomfortable, or was there an emotional change towards her?
In my mind, I have arrived at Nan'an Residence.
He stopped the car.
She looked at the time displayed on the central control in the car.
It's almost one o'clock in the morning now.
Her hand fumbled to the door handle, then she looked at him and called to the man who had just loosened his seat belt.
"Fu Xizhou."
Her low voice sounded particularly emotional in the silent night.
He could almost hear his slightly confused final voice.
Looking back at her: "What's the matter?"
She pursed her lips and asked, "You came here specifically to pick me up, right?"
"Um."
Gu Beisheng asked again: "You seem to be acting strangely recently."
Although I have picked her up before.
But that feeling is just not the same as before.
Fu Xizhou retracted his hand, looked at her, narrowed his phoenix eyes, pursed his sexy slightly raised lips, and asked: "What's the difference?"
Her eyes were confused: "I can't tell."
Hearing this, the man's eyes deepened a little: "Because I came to pick you up, do you feel different?"
She didn't answer, and that didn't seem to be the case.
Fu Xizhou's maroon pupils were like vast stars at night, looking at her momentarily.
Suddenly I remembered the name she whispered that night.
Fu Chuan...
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his long eyebrows raised slightly, and his voice was hoarse and deep, but it also revealed an inexplicable domineering strength: "Isn't it natural to take your wife home?"
His voice was low, but very clear in the quiet night.
Wife...
Gu Beisheng's heart trembled.
She hadn't heard this title for a long time.
It was also the first time that he called her like this when no one was around.
He was very natural, as if he had called her 11,000 times.
The voice was mixed with a bit of confusion, and it was so hoarse that it seduced people's hearts.
For a moment, her heart was beating so fast that she didn't even know how to respond.
After swallowing, the already small space suddenly became cramped.
Especially when she met his hot and deep gaze, she suddenly felt a little unable to resist.
After a while, he took a deep breath, his mind became hot, and he asked almost subconsciously: "Fu Xizhou, do you... like me?"