morbidly addicted

She was lucky, she was Fu Qianyu's friend.

His stupid sister cared about her a lot.

So he couldn't be too hard on her.

He needs to "get" her like a normal person.

He doesn't have that many normal people around him, though, so he messes up his first "quest."

But fortunately, after going round and round, she finally fell into his hands.

Fu Jingxing looked away from the photo little by little, and fell on Li Jingman beside him.

In the beautiful eyes, there is a faint flame in the bottom of the eyes, which appears on the surface and turns into a shallow shimmer.

At this time, the woman who occupied all his mind was caressing a photo frame with her fingers in some surprise.

"How old are you at this time?"

Fu Jingxing looked over casually and replied, "Twenty years old."

It was a record of his last moments before his grandfather passed away.

At that time, he had already experienced sadness and powerlessness because of his grandfather's lingering illness.

People are no longer arrogant and arrogant, and they lose a lot of energy.

In the photo, the young man is sitting on the reef by the sea, with his arms propped up by his side, his long legs stretched casually. Dazed faces.

This should be a very casual photo of him, but his body is surrounded by a touch of melancholy. This kind of melancholy is not the kind of [-]-degree looking up at the sky that the two-year-old boy forcefully pretends to write new words. melancholy.

He just sat there with a blank expression on his face, and was photographed with a blank expression on his face, looking at the camera with indifferent eyes, but it was just through this photo that people could feel his unhappiness, his unhappiness.

Twenty-year-old Fu Jingxing seemed to hide a lot of sadness in his eyes.

Li Jingman stared at the photo indifferently, thinking in his heart that he once had such a distressing appearance.

At the age of nineteen, he was arrogant and arrogant, but at the age of twenty-nine, he had everything that one could expect, and was so powerful that it made people afraid.

But who would have thought that in this person's seemingly smooth and unchanging life, there would have been such a moment of fragility, helplessness, confusion and melancholy?

He was twenty then, what was she doing when he was twenty?
She is fourteen years old, and she is probably memorizing and studying, facing piles of exercise books, and worrying about love letters and gifts that bother her more than exercise books.

They were originally people from two worlds, and by accident, they came together.

Li Jingman can't remember how the two met, but in her limited memory, her relationship with him has always been bad.

It's not going to be too pleasant to think about their beginnings.

So whoever sympathizes with him should not be her turn to sympathize with him.

In her world, he never played the role of a weak person.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help curling her lower lip slightly, even she didn't understand what she was laughing at the moment, but she just smiled.

In Fu Jingxing's eyes, it was his wife who suddenly stared at his previous photos and smiled softly.

With a heartbeat, he hugged her into his arms, and the two of them fit tightly together. He rubbed his cheek against her side face. He liked to do this kind of intimate gesture with her.

In the past, Li Jingman would mostly dodge, but now she would obediently lean in his arms, let him rub her in a relaxed state, as if she was used to it.

Fu Jingxing also laughed, and looked at the photo with her, and didn't think there was anything special about it.

"Honey, what are you laughing at?"

Li Jingman didn't know why he was laughing, so he could only find a way to change the subject.

"You have so many full-body photos, and you seem to be caught unprepared, which means that there must be someone beside you who likes to take pictures for you. Who is that?"

Fu Jingxing was slightly taken aback, thinking of Gu Yunfu.

They grew up together, and he once regarded her as his younger sister to protect and love her.

During his grandfather's serious illness and death, and the two most difficult times in his life, she was always with him and by his side.

If he hadn't met Li Jingman, Fu Jingxing would probably continue to treat and protect Gu Yunfu as his younger sister.

Even if he knew that some of her methods were sometimes too vicious and cruel.

But compared to the stupid and unclear Fu Qianyu, sometimes he really hopes that the clever and cunning Gu Yunfu is his biological sister.

But that too was just a thing of the past.

He has made a choice for his future.

Some time ago he received a report from his subordinates that Gu Yunfu had died.

The Gu family was gone, and when the Gu family went to any first-tier city, there would be people who wanted to curry favor with him and would spontaneously make things difficult for them.

Under the protection of Fu Jingxing, Gu Yunfu, who was raised like a princess and raised up like a princess, couldn't accept this kind of gap, and soon lost his mind, and rushed into the sea of ​​cars when crossing the road.

When Fu Jingxing thought of that person, he thought of Li Jingman's hand. He subconsciously held her hand and stroked her five fingers soothingly.

"Just an ordinary neighbor."

With a slight smile, Li Jingman said softly: "It must be a girl."

She couldn't figure out what kind of thoughts a man would keep taking pictures of another man with his camera.

So it must be a girl who took those photos of Fu Jingxing, and she likes him.

Since Fu Jingxing was able to hang these photos on the wall of the living room, he thought that girl was a bit special to him.

Fu Jingxing didn't want to talk about Gu Yunfu any more. He was worried that Li Jingman would think of something bad while talking, so he hugged her in his arms: "It's getting late, let's go back to the room? I'll show you around Go to my room?"

Before she could answer, he had already turned around and walked up the steps with the person in his arms. Obviously, the question was just to be polite, and it didn't matter how she answered.

Li Jingman leaned her face on his shoulder, thinking lightly, sure enough, whoever sympathizes with this man, it is not her turn to sympathize with him.

When she got to Fu Jingxing's room, she realized that his so-called visit was not just a casual talk.

In his room, a wall was opened to make a transparent showcase, inside which were full scale models of various luxury cars.

Rows of them are placed neatly and coolly together to form a unique wall of cars, like a miniature luxury car simulation exhibition. Under the bright lights in the room, there is a kind of grandeur and magnificence.

Even if Li Jingman had never seen these, he knew that such a well-made car model must not be as simple as a toy model.

Seeing that she was interested, Fu Jingxing casually pressed the switch button, and the glass cabinet door slowly slid to both sides, completely losing its protective effect.

"Take out whichever one you like. This kind of thing is fun only when you hold it in your hand."

Most of these were collected when he was about fourteen years old, and the value of some car models has even far exceeded the luxury car itself it represents.

He didn't buy these because he liked them. Someone gave him [-] to please him at the beginning. The quantity was too small, and he thought it would not look good to put in the room, so more would be nice.

Slowly develop a habit, buy new styles when they know they are out, and buy this wall one after another.