Then we don't owe anything

Chapter 17 Despair
Without saying a word, Fu Nancheng tightly held Xiao Qing's arm and walked up the steps of the cemetery.

Xiao Qing was already very thin, and the strength gap between men and women was too great. In order to prevent her arm from being broken by him, she could only stagger and was forced to follow his pace.

A few minutes later, when she stopped in front of an exceptionally clean tombstone, Fu Nancheng finally slammed her arm away: "Kneel down!"

Xiao Qing was startled, and subconsciously looked down at the words on the tombstone.

The words "Li Nansi" were instantly etched into my brain.

"Your Majesty!"

There was another roar, and Xiao Qing felt that someone had kicked her back knee forcefully. She immediately lost her balance and knelt down in front of the tombstone with her legs bent.

Because Fu Nancheng kicked too hard, her forehead inevitably knocked against the corner of the tombstone, and instantly, her forehead was burning with pain.

Xiao Qing didn't care about the faintly hot things coming out of her forehead, and when she took a closer look, she saw clearly the photo on the tombstone—a pretty face with a charming smile.

Taking a closer look, this face is indeed somewhat similar to Fu Nancheng's.

Before he had time to think about it, a voice came from above his head: "See, what a young life. That old immortal Xiao Huaishan has already been half buried in the soil. Do you think his life will be exchanged for my sister's life?" Is it even? Xiao Qing, you are not very good at arithmetic, are you?"

Xiao Qing was startled.

She never thought that one life was worth one life. Even if her father did something wrong, he should be punished by the law in the end, but Fu Nancheng didn't think so.He insisted on paying his life for his life, and he still felt that her father's life was not enough.

If so, what else does he want?
Her life?

The knees of both legs seemed to be nailed to the slate, Xiao Qing couldn't get up at all, and her heart was extremely desperate.

Why?What did she do wrong that Fu Nancheng wanted to treat her like this?

Enduring the pain, Xiao Qing gritted her teeth and asked, "Fu Nancheng, what do you mean by bringing me here?"

"I thought I made it very clear." Fu Nancheng chuckled, reached out to touch the photo on the tombstone, his eyes rarely showed tenderness: "Do you think Xiao Huaishan can repay the life owed to my sister if he dies?" ? Don't think about it!"

"Heh~" Xiao Qing smiled lightly, the blood on her forehead flowed to her cheeks at this moment, and she had to reach out to wipe it off: "Otherwise, what else are you going to do? Take my life as well?"

Fu Nancheng coldly shifted his eyes to her face, and when he saw the wound on her forehead, his eyes frowned slightly, and some indistinguishable and complicated things emerged from his eyes.

After a while, the things in his eyes were suppressed, and his voice was as cold as ever: "Do you think your life is very valuable?"

Xiao Qing no longer knew what she was talking about: "In my opinion, it's still worth some money."

"Fart!" Fu Nancheng sneered, "In my opinion, your Xiao family is worthless!"

Probably trying to defend her, a cloud suddenly floated in the originally clear sky, and the heavy rain fell quickly.The cold rain poured on the body, making people feel cold from the head to the heart.

Using the rain as a cover, Xiao Qing finally no longer restrained the heat in her eyes, and silently, trembling and choking.

After the rain started to fall, the figures in the original cemetery suddenly disappeared, and there was no one around, only the sound of rain hitting the marble floor was left in my ears.

Xiao Qing raised her head and glanced around.

Suddenly, she felt that there was nothing wrong with death, and that she could lie in such a quiet place without being disturbed by others.
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That night, at the Fu family villa.

Xiao Qing took the longest hot bath in her life, and reluctantly crawled out of the water until the water in the bathtub was already cold.

After that, I dried my body with a towel and dried my long hair before leaving the bathroom.

Back in the bedroom, she picked out a snow-white dress from the closet and put it on.

Originally, this kind of weather is not suitable for wearing this kind of skirt, but this skirt has some special meanings to her.

Four years ago, the day she first met Fu Nancheng was wearing this dress.

I remember that there was a reception that day, and she wore this long white dress to the reception. She was introduced to Fu Nancheng by a friend that night.

To this day, she still clearly remembers the first words he said to her at that time: "Miss Xiao, your dress is very beautiful."

Xiao Qing replied to him at the time: "Then am I not pretty?"

Fu Nancheng was a little embarrassed. He paused for a moment before looking at her with a smile again: "No one has a pretty dress."

That day, Xiao Qing fell in love with Fu Nancheng at first sight.

She felt that this white dress brought her more or less luck, so since then, she has been reluctant to throw away this dress, and even married it to Fu's family as a dowry when she got married.

The past four years ago is like a movie, showing frame by frame in my mind, but things have changed.

After changing the skirt, Xiao Qing sat in front of the mirror and put on a delicate makeup.Recently, her complexion is indeed not very good. When applying blush, she deliberately applied an extra layer, and finally picked a bright red lipstick, and applied a thick layer on her lips.

After everything was done, she poured herself a glass of red wine, but she felt a little nauseous just after taking a sip.

So, holding the glass of wine, he pushed open the door of the bedroom and walked straight up to the roof of the villa.

Although Fu Nancheng was sitting in the living room downstairs, he kept paying attention to the movement upstairs.

When he heard the sound of the door opening from the bedroom on the second floor, he thought that Xiao Qing would go downstairs soon, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see her figure.

Later, I finally couldn't help going upstairs to take a look, only to find that Xiao Qing had disappeared.

For some reason, at that moment, he suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.It wasn't until he saw a slender figure sitting by the guardrail on the roof of the villa that he realized where this bad premonition came from.

"What are you doing?" Fu Nancheng asked sharply.

While speaking, he became cautious even when he took steps, as if he was worried that he would scare away his prey.

Xiao Qing turned her head for a glance, and finally her gaze stayed at his feet, she smiled softly: "You don't need to look at me with this kind of eyes, don't worry, I'm dying, I won't jump off."

Fu Nancheng frowned, and finally swallowed the gas stuck in his throat.

Xiao Qing picked up the goblet and put it to her lips, took a sip, laughed secretly in her heart, and then said in an extremely calm and calm tone, "Fu Nancheng, it seems that we have never dated, have we?"

Fu Nancheng paused, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but walked gently to the guardrail not far from her, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the night in the villa area.

Xiao Qingxiang is asking and answering: "I heard that lovers will fall in love before they get married, a short period of a few months, a long period of years. When they date, they will go shopping, eat, watch movies together, together..."

She paused for a moment, with a self-deprecating look on her face: "In retrospect, we never did anything together."

(End of this chapter)