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To be exact, Huang Xing never would have thought that Fu Zhenxin would say such a thing.

Was her grievance a river? He could clearly see her tears, her pain, even the words in her heart.

Because once he gave a definite answer, it would mean a complete break with Fu Jie.

However, he couldn't bear it and shook his head, saying no. Deep in his heart, he couldn't resist the feeling of complexity. It was an indisputable fact that he liked her. Even though this kind of liking might not be as strong as toward Fu Jie.

Fu Zhenxin saw that Huang Xing had frozen in place, and then continued: I know, I'm not as beautiful as my sister, and I'm not as good as her business, how could you abandon her and choose me? I've made up my mind again. I'm sorry, I lost my composure.

Her self-reproaching attitude, however, made Huang Xing unable to control himself.

Huang Xing hugged her tightly and kissed her dry tears. But how could he kiss his dry? The old tears had just left his eyes, and now they were filled with tears.

She closed her eyes slightly and quietly enjoyed herself. Even the sound of his breathing was restrained, as if he was afraid that any inharmonious noise would wake up the dream before him.

She was so pitiful, so beautiful that it made one's heart ache. Huang Xing knew that she had been treating him indifferently on purpose, trying to pull away from him. However, she was still unable to control his emotions. The moment he left the room, she had completed the confession within her heart.

He kissed her hair and smelled the familiar scent. Just like that time.

Nothing had changed. He had changed.

Fu Zhenxin did not dare open her eyes. Her long eyelashes were watery, and released waves of sparkling luster. She wiggled her lips and said softly: "Huang Xing, do you know how bad my heart has been feeling during this period of time?

Huang Xing said repeatedly. I know I know. He stroked Fu Zhenxin's hair and said: "I've let you down, I, Huang Xing will owe you this entire life!

Fu Zhenxin was startled for a moment, then slightly opened her eyes and stared at Huang Xing: "You mean, we have to repay you in the next life?"

Huang Xing did not dare to meet her sentimental gaze.

Fu Zhenxin asked: Your feelings for my sister are always deeper than mine, right?

Huang Xing shook his head: This. Really, really impossible to measure.

Fu Zhenxin emphasized: You're lying! In your eyes, I'm just a little girl who doesn't grow up. My sister is your dream lover. Stop lying to yourself, and stop lying to me.

Huang Xing said, I am not lying to you. Scratching her pretty little nose, she said, I'll treat you like my own sister. No, he was even more intimate than his own sister!

Fu Zhenxin shook her head and said, I don't want it, I don't want it.

Huang Xing said: Believe me, I will use my actions to make up for the debt I owe you.

The corner of Fu Zhenxin's mouth brimmed with a special bitterness, as she ordered, "How do I return it?" How will you repay it in your next life? Do you want to continue using me as your little sister, or … She paused, her mouth moving, and she began to sing softly: You said that if I remember you in the next life, we'd die together.

After he finished this sentence, Fu Zhenxin asked: Is this alright?

This chain of questions seemed to have posed a problem for Huang Xing that had no standard answer.

In the end, he could only console Fu Zhenxin with ambiguous words: Maybe. I think we'll meet again in the next life.

Fu Zhenxin struck Huang Xing on the chest with his hand, grumbling: I never want to meet you again! My life seems to be over. Do you still want me to be hurt in the next life? You are cruel.

Huang Xing said: You are still young, you still have a long way to go.

Fu Zhenxin said with much emotion: Being with you for just a short period of time, how long will it be in the future?

Huang Xing patted her shoulder and said: You must pull yourself together, Zhen Xin. Right now, the whole Xin Edge Company is yours, and you have a heavy burden on you. Don't let your sister down.

Fu Zhenxin's eyes blinked incoherently, showing a desolate and hidden bitterness in them. She stared at Huang Xing and said: The company is just a thing, but the people are alive and kicking. The feelings were also living. You, too, are alive.

She used three 'alive' descriptions in a row. Although her words didn't seem to be accurate, in reality, there were a lot of unspeakable feelings contained within.

Huang Xing scratched her little nose again.

Fu Zhenxin said: As for me, I am only left with half a life.

Huang Xing asked: What about the other half?

Fu Zhenxin said: That half of it was sent to my next life.

Huang Xing suddenly froze, and then he felt an intense pain in the depths of his heart.

That half-life had been sent to the next life. What a nice heartfelt poem! So romantic, so poignant, so shocking!

It touched deeply on Huang Xing's heart!

Huang Xing slowly let go of Fu Zhenxin and looked at her, not knowing how to comfort her.

Fu Zhenxin retreated half a step, then suddenly, her face changed greatly as she ordered Huang Xing to be excused: "You may leave, from now on, it's better if we don't meet each other anymore."

Huang Xing wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He looked deeply into Fu Zhenxin's eyes for one last time, and then pulled open the door again. However, due to his past agitation, his injured foot accidentally stepped on empty air and she almost kneeled on the ground. Oh no ', Huang Xing groaned. She used her other foot and two hands to firmly hold herself up from the ground so that her entire body wouldn't fall down.

Fu Zhenxin was surprised for a moment, but instinctively rushed forward, supporting him while asking: You, you, what's wrong with you?

Huang Xing slowly stood up and held on to the door, explaining: It's nothing, I just sprained my leg.

Twisted? Fu Zhenxin muttered, and said in disbelief: How is that possible! Saying a few words can hurt your foot?

Huang Xing replied.

Fu Zhenxin lowered her head, picked up a corner of his pants, and pulled it up. And his foot was bare, with no socks. Her swollen face had already caused her shoes to change shape.

Fu Zhenxin couldn't help but complain: Why didn't you say so earlier, I told you to sit down. Come on, sit down and let me see.

Huang Xing shook his head: No need, just rest for now, I didn't injure the bones, again.

Fu Zhenxin suggested: Then hurry up and ask my Sis for a leave of absence. It should be enough for three days if you want me to help you!

She turned to get her phone.

Huang Xing thought, didn't you want to harm me? Quickly, he reached out to stop her. Don't. Please don't.

Fu Zhenxin looked at him, as if she had realized something: Are you worried that my sister will misunderstand?

Huang Xing didn't know if he should accept it or not.

Fu Zhenxin said, my sister should not be so narrow-minded, right?

Then she added, But you're right about that. I don't want to be convicted of spoiling your relationship.

Huang Xing couldn't help but sigh, and accidentally revealed his mouth: The two of us are now in a emotional crisis.

Emotional crisis? Fu Zhenxin was startled: What kind of game is this!

Huang Xing did not repeat himself as he reached down and rubbed his ankle a few times.

Seeing his uncomfortable look, Fu Zhenxin's pity for him intensified. She squatted down and stared at Huang Xing, asking: Do you want me to help you rub it?

Huang Xing shook his head: No, no. I'll do it myself.

Fu Zhenxin said: Then when you go back, let my sister help you massage.

Anxiety appeared on Huang Xing's face, and when he thought about the man who got off Fu Jie's car, he became more and more uncertain. Could it be that this was really the prelude to the crisis in their relationship?

Perhaps it was because the enthronement ceremony. And now, everything had slowly begun to sublimate from this crisis?

Huang Xing sat for a while longer. After trying very hard, Fu Zhenxin ran into her bedroom and took out some safflower oil, white medicine, and other medicine. Huang Xing was useless.

Thinking that it was getting late, Huang Xing stood up and said to Fu Zhenxin: I really have to go, you go to sleep early.

Fu Zhenxin shook her beautiful little head, and asked while blinking her eyes: "What, you're not accompanying me …"

Huang Xing was shocked.

Fu Zhenxin hurriedly corrected him again: It's just a joke, why are you so nervous! Come on, go to my sister. Maybe she's waiting for you at home!

Even though her words sounded so casual, the sharp Huang Xing could still read out a deep helplessness and bitterness from her calm and collected attitude.

Huang Xing sighed, and suddenly, a bunch of messy images appeared in his mind. In the image, it was Fu Jie and that unfamiliar man. It's so late. Has he left yet? Would he be rude to Fu Jie and do some excessive things? Or even... live here?

Thinking of this, Huang Xing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Humans were scary, terrifying people to death. He had scared himself, but it was even worse.

Fu Zhenxin walked over to open the door for Huang Xing and asked: "Is it convenient for you to go downstairs yourself, do you need my help?"

Huang Xing shook his head: No, I can do it myself.

Fu Zhenxin said, don't try to be brave, don't blame me for breaking it.

Huang Xing laughed, and said, it's all my fault.

'Still pretending! ' Fu Zhenxin scolded as she suddenly closed the door. She stared at Huang Xing and said: "I know what you are thinking."

Huang Xing was startled: What do you think?

Fu Zhenxin shook her head lightly and pulled Huang Xing's arm, helping him sit down once again.

But how could Huang Xing sit still? He did not understand what the girl was doing.

Fu Zhenxin crossed his arms, as though she had been mulling over it for a long time, before she finally spoke: Alright, I'll tell you the truth.

Huang Xing felt that it was a little strange. He was really unable to understand what Fu Zhenxin wanted to say to him. Thus, he could only listen attentively.