Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 45 A Clown

As if struck by lightning, Zhang Zhu suddenly raised his head, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief.

Such a dignified and arrogant man would also have soft affection in his eyes, his heart seemed to be crushed by someone, kneaded into powder and sprinkled in the wind, he could no longer hold on to himself.

"You also feel very surprised, your second sister has such a temperament now, who would have thought that she would be so naughty when she was a child, and trampled my favorite flower..."

His voice suddenly became so far away and so vague, as if separated by a world, no, like separated by water mist thousands of miles away, which could no longer penetrate.

It's him, it's... him.

But she is no longer her.

Zhang Zhu stood up suddenly and turned around, Fu Jingxing paused in lighting the cigarette, thinking that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, he leaned over and put out the lit cigarette in the ashtray.

"Brother-in-law, I want to rest for a while..."

Her voice sounded a little strange, like crying.

Fu Jingxing frowned, but didn't say anything, stood up and walked out of the room.

Zhang Zhu moved to the bathroom step by step, and she stood in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror.

It's like a clown standing alone on the stage after being ridiculed and ridiculed, in an empty arena.

The person she treats with all her heart and soul, why did she become like this.

She always remembered who held her in his arms to comfort her when she fell down and cried, and gently wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

She always remembered who cried anxiously and worriedly when she was naughty climbing the tree, and stood under the tree with her immature arms open, for fear that she would be hurt.

She always remembers that when she was young and playful, she fell into the water while rowing a boat to pick lotus in the garden, and who jumped into the lake desperately to save her.

She always remembered that they were sisters, the closest people in the world, and blood relatives with the same blood.

She has always thought that she is the same as her, the same, and puts the most important position on the family relationship.

So she thought that she would never hurt her, so she would rather marry a man she didn't like for her sake...

Zhang Zhu felt the pain in her heart was so severe that she couldn't straighten her back, she could only bend down, gasping for breath, tears falling down, she cried silently, but her heart was piercing.

She knew that she had completely lost the most important thing in her life, and she would no longer be able to wait for the person she was looking forward to.

At this point, even if she is suffering as if stepping on the edge of a knife, she still has to continue walking as if nothing happened.

After all, she is not her, and she can give up all the affection she once had so easily.

Just let her repay her sincere love when she was young, and repay the kindness she once gave her regardless of whether she saved her life.

Zhang Zhu washed her face, but she was still in a daze. She walked out of the bathroom. The outside was empty, and Fu Jingxing had already left.

And in the room he stayed in, there was still a faint smell of tobacco and the smell of cologne on his body.

(End of this chapter)