Xu Yanwu sat in the living room with a cigarette between his fingers.
The cigarette in Xu Yanwu's hand had already burned down by nearly half, and the ashtray in front of him was filled with quite a few crushed-out cigarette butts.
"Xu Yanwu, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Hua looked at Xu Yanwu's face. He silently drew on his cigarette, his eyes seemingly bloodshot with exhaustion as he watched Fu Hua enter through the door.
Fu Hua remembered that the last time she had come here, Xu Yanwu had not smoked like this.
Back then, Xu Yanwu would cough as soon as he started smoking.
But now, Xu Yanwu had silently smoked so many cigarettes all by himself.
"Fu Hua, did you go see An Ran this afternoon?"
Xu Yanwu asked.
"Yes, I did go see her today."
Fu Hua answered truthfully. "Xu Yanwu... what do you mean?"
"Why did you go see her?"
Xu Yanwu stood up and said to Fu Hua, "What did you go see her for? She..."
After opening his mouth, Xu Yanwu changed the words that had reached his lips. "She... doesn't know why you came looking for me. She doesn't know about these things."
"There's no benefit in you going to see her... Don't drag her into these matters."
As Xu Yanwu said this to Fu Hua, his words inexplicably stirred some emotion within her.
Grievance?
"I only told her some things about you. I didn't tell her anything about the future."
Fu Hua said this as if defending herself. "Besides, she also asked me about the relationship between you and me."
"But she can't handle stimulation. She..."
Xu Yanwu's eyes were bloodshot as he wanted to say something more, but then he noticed his own expression and state. He swallowed the words