bookrebus Chapter 313 Fu Chuan, you liar!
Chapter 313 Fu Chuan, you liar!
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The wine glasses in Gu Yan and Fu Wanzhou's hands rolled to the ground.
One felt like the sky had fallen, the other felt utterly hopeless.
Sigh, silly girl, liking someone makes you happy, but loving someone makes you sad.
[Those involved are often blinded, but an outsider can clearly see that Uncle Fu is different to her!]
[The inkstone and the boatman must have thought of this too.]
...
In fact, Gu Yan had already realized it.
They've just been deceiving themselves.
He didn't mean to hinder his sister's happiness; he was just... just too afraid that she wouldn't be happy.
He once thought that his parents were the most loving couple in the world.
Until one morning, he saw a divorce agreement on the dining table.
Ms. Wen has already signed her name at the end.
It appears to be flowing smoothly and elegantly, but if you look closely, you will find a faint ink stain blurred by tears.
As a child, he couldn't accept his parents' separation, and because he didn't know the hidden reasons behind his father's betrayal, he didn't firmly choose to stay with his mother when the two divorced.
But as he grew older, Gu Yanfang finally understood that his mother must have suffered a great deal of injustice, and that her grief was so profound that she chose to leave without looking back.
Can he protect his sister? Can he guarantee that his sister will meet a good man? Can he ensure that his sister will never have to cry like their mother?
The camera then pans to Fu Wanzhou's face.
He leaned back in his camping chair, with empty bottles piled up at his feet.
Seeing Wen Yao clutching her chest, looking bewildered and lost, a deep sense of powerlessness almost overwhelmed him.
It is more painful to lose something you have than to not get it at all.
It's not that she didn't choose him; she chose him and then gave up.
He wished he had never had that dream, never witnessed his engagement party with Wen Yao in a parallel universe, never seen Wen Yao gracefully turning her head in a sea of flowers in a pink and white dress...
Fu Wanzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes dark and deep:
"This isn't strange at all..."
"Because you only realize that happiness isn't the only thing when you truly like someone."
"Even if I'm so sad I want to cry, I'm willing to accept it."
The comments section was silent for a moment, then suddenly exploded.
[Holy crap, Zhou Zi, you...?]
[Oh my god, I thought Zhouzi was going to try and fool Meibao, but I was so naive...]
[Zhouzi must love Meibao terribly to help her realize her own feelings. He really is... I'm so sad, sob sob.]
...
Wen Yao paused, her eyelashes fluttering, casting a faint shadow on her milky-white cheeks.
As if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon, the girl suddenly understood.
She jumped up and said, "Director Cui, I'd like to use my phone."
The live broadcast came to an abrupt end.
Countless viewers lamented under the official Weibo post, repeatedly asking for Wen Yao's purpose in asking for the phone.
But soon, a netizen posted a screenshot of a news article:
[Oh my god, has anyone seen this news on foreign websites? A conflict broke out at a refugee camp near country N, and a Chinese soldier surnamed Fu was shot... Can it be such a coincidence?]
This comment was quickly pushed to the top of the list.
Many netizens were extremely anxious, and some even went to the official account to verify the information.
...
at the same time.
Wen Yao paced back and forth on the beach, her long hair disheveled by the wind. She haphazardly smoothed it back.
"Beep beep..."
The familiar number only produced a busy signal.
It's normal to hand over tasks after they've been completed, but for some reason, Wen Yao felt extremely flustered at this moment.
“Fu Qianchuan, you liar…” she choked up, “You promised to take me skydiving…”
"Sister." Gu Yan's voice carried from afar.
Wen Yao wiped her eyes, stared at the disconnected call log for a few seconds, and whispered:
"I will forgive you as long as you come back."