Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

It was already dark when the two of them arrived at the hotel. They put their things in the room and were too lazy to move. However, to save their stomachs, they searched online for nearby restaurants with good reviews and went to have something to eat together. As soon as they arrived at the restaurant, Yang Qingwei I received a WeChat message from Fu Tingjun, asking if they had arrived?Yang Qingwei immediately replied and told him not to worry.

Putting down her hand, Yang Qingwei blushed when she saw Fu Misheng's gossipy smile.

"Order your food!" The fake scolding had no effect except making her more perfunctory.

She sat there with her cell phone and exchanged WeChat messages with him for a while before giving up. When she raised her head, Fu Yasheng had already ordered the food.

"Maybe you just haven't figured out how to get along with him yet. Believe me, you don't have feelings for him!"

Yang Qingwei was silent.

Yang Qingwei couldn't sleep that night. She didn't know whether it was because she was not used to other beds or because she thought too much.

Fu Yasheng took her to the scenic spot early the next morning. She was eager to try the glass plank road after watching it online. Now that she had the opportunity, she naturally wanted to try it. Yang Qingwei didn't know anything about it before she came, and Yang Qingwei didn't realize it until she pulled her to queue. Danger is coming.

"You want to leave this?"

"Of course, standing on it can not only see the distant scenery, but also the road under your feet, how great!" Fu Misheng said proudly, not noticing the snickering of the people behind him.

Yang Qingwei didn't feel any good at all. At this moment, she just wanted to escape, but unfortunately she had no chance.

Although there are guardrails on both sides of the glass plank road and the feet are stable, it is still too scary for Yang Qingwei. She didn't realize that she was afraid of heights before, but now she is unable to get off the tiger. She is holding the guardrail with both hands and her legs are weak. The person cannot move.

"Isn't it? Are you so scared?" Fu Misheng couldn't believe it. Although she was also scared, she was much better than Yang Qingwei.

"I just said I didn't want to play, and you had to bring me here!" Yang Qingwei regretted it to death.

"Would you like to go together?" A few college-looking boys behind them said with a smile.The two of them turned around and saw them standing there casually and comfortably, in sharp contrast to Yang Qingwei who was squatting on the ground.

Although she was already married, she still wanted to show off her face. Yang Qingwei tried to stand up tremblingly, but unfortunately her legs didn't work. In the end, the boy closest to her helped her and she stood up, but her legs wouldn't stop. The ground trembled.

"If you're afraid of heights, don't play exciting sports like this. It's not good for your body and mind!" The boy's voice was clear and sunny, and Yang Qingwei was cured.

"Thank you, I remember."

"Let's go, we will feel safe together!" the boy said.

Yang Qingwei looked at Fu Yasheng. Fu Yasheng was already chatting with several other boys. She had no choice but to agree.

"So you are photography enthusiasts. It's a plus if a boy can take pictures!" Fu Yasheng had heard a lot of news without knowing it. Yang Qingwei was still holding the guardrail with both hands and followed the boy beside her.

Add points?It's a plus point for others, but it's a minus point for Fu Yasheng!Yang Qingwei thought fiercely that she would never travel with her again next time.

"Slow down!" the boy reminded at the side, "Don't look down, look far away, look ahead, forget that there is a glass plank under your feet, just treat it as an ordinary cement floor!"

The boy was accompanying her patiently. Fu Yasheng suddenly turned around and called her. Yang Qingwei and the boy immediately looked over. There was only a "click" sound. Fu Yasheng took the camera of an unknown boy to take a picture of the scene.

Yang Qingwei was speechless.

"Your friend is very cheerful!" the boy said, and Yang Qingwei echoed awkwardly.

She used to think that Fu Yasheng was her friend, but now she feels that she is as hateful as her brother!
Holding the guardrail tightly with both hands, he moved forward little by little with trembling feet.