Hidden marriage wife, wild turn

Chapter 231 I Hope You Never Remember
He seemed to be brainwashing her to make her believe in herself unconditionally.Song Rao didn't notice Fu Sicheng's strange, complex and deep eyes at the moment, she hurriedly said, "Of course I believe you."

"only……"

"Just what?"

Song Rao's eyes were full of confusion: "...Si Cheng, am I really as good as you said? Did I really promise him that I would be with him again? What kind of person am I?"

"Song Rao, good or bad cannot be defined by others. In my heart, you are the best even if you are heinous. You are a victim. You have done nothing wrong. It is he who is sorry for you, and you are the one who is unkind, you know? "

He cleverly avoided the middle question.

Song Rao looked at Fu Sicheng's firm and powerful eyes, and slowly calmed down: "...What's his name?"

She wanted to see if she could remember something.

Fu Sicheng said directly: "It's not important anymore, and I don't want you to remember him either."

Song Rao didn't say anything, completely understanding Fu Sicheng.She approached Fu Sicheng, hugged his waist, and leaned on his chest: "I'm sorry, Sicheng, I put you in danger twice."

Fu Sicheng hugged her back: "We are a husband and wife, so we don't need to talk about this, but can you promise me that you will try not to go out in the future, okay? If you are going to the supermarket to buy something, I will send it to you, otherwise I will Worry."

"I didn't go to the supermarket just now, I went to get you a cake. By the way, I broke the cake." Thinking of this, Song Rao withdrew from Fu Sicheng's arms, feeling a little guilty.

Fu Sicheng: "Bring me a cake?"

Song Rao: "Today is your birthday, don't you remember?"

Fu Sicheng didn't have any birthdays for a long time, and he didn't bother to remember them at all. The family would celebrate them for him before. He thought it was a waste of time and hypocritical, so he gradually let it go.Only after Song Rao reminded him did he realize that today is his 30th birthday.

Yes, his parents called him in the morning.He also asked him to go home for dinner at night, but he forgot when he was busy.

Fu Sicheng's heart warmed, and he asked with a smile, "How do you know? Who told you? Fu Chuchen?"

"It's on the marriage certificate. I remembered it when I saw it for the first time. I've been busy all day today, and I made a lot of dishes to celebrate your birthday, but the cake was broken."

Song Rao said, feeling depressed again.

Fu Sicheng supported Song Rao's neck with both hands, and kissed her on the forehead: "Thanks for your hard work. You are enough for my birthday."

"But how can a birthday be celebrated without a cake?"

"I'll have someone send one over right away—alright, let's go eat first, the food will be cold in a while."

Song Rao felt better now.

After dinner, the cake arrived.Fu Sicheng cleared the dining table, took out the cake, inserted a candle and lit it.

Song Rao smiled and said, "Make a wish quickly."

Fu Sicheng glanced at the cake: "Okay." He clasped his hands together, looked at the dancing candle, and then looked at Song Rao, who was very close to the cake, whose face was warm and soft by the candlelight—I hope You should never restore memory.

He said selfishly in his heart.

He blew out the candle: "Okay."

Song Rao: "Si Cheng, happy birthday."

It was raining again outside, not hard but dense.

Song Rao came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Seeing Fu Sicheng standing in front of the bay window smoking a cigarette, he turned his body slightly. Song Rao could see half of his stern face. Everyone has an indescribable coldness.

When he doesn't speak or smile, he always looks indifferent and indifferent to everything around him.

He didn't know what he was thinking, he was so distracted that he didn't even notice that Song Rao came out.

"Si Cheng." Song Rao couldn't help calling him. It was the first time she saw Fu Sicheng like this, and it was also the first time she saw him smoking.

Kind of unfamiliar.

Probably, the Fu Sicheng she knew now was just what he wanted her to know.

Fu Sicheng turned his head and saw Song Rao, quickly extinguished the cigarette, left the bay window, and walked towards Song Rao: "Did you wash?"

"Well, you go and wash."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)