“It’s okay, there’s still me.” Fu Jingting looked at her and spoke in a soft voice.
Rongshu froze, “You?”
Fu Jingting nodded, “From now on, I will watch all the meteor showers with you.”
Rongshu laughed, “You just said that there are meteor showers every day, do we still have to go up the mountain every day to watch them? Aren’t you tired?”
It seemed to be oh.
Fu Jingting pursed his lips in silence for a moment before adding, “Then, from now on, every once in a while, we’ll all go and watch one, okay?”
The man’s sincere gaze warmed Rong Shu’s heart, and she could not say no.
After all, the man was fulfilling her wish to see a meteor shower, not the man himself wanting to see it.
“Good.” Rongshu smiled and nodded her head.
Fu Jingting handed over a wine gla*s, “Don’t worry, all the things you regret in the past are, I will fill them up with you in the future, I won’t let you keep regretting them.”
“Mm.” Rongshu took the wine gla*s and tilted her head to lean on his shoulder.
But in the next second, he thought of something else, put his head upright, looked down at the red wine in his hand, and fell silent.
The man was still wondering why she had suddenly stopped leaning and suddenly got up.
Rongshu gripped the wine gla*s tightly and asked, “Fu Jingting, who told you to drink?”
“Hm?” When he heard this question from Rong Shu, Fu Jingting was drinking.
Originally, he was going to finish it in one gulp, but now he had to change his mind temporarily, and only took a small sip before putting the gla*s down.
“I …… Can’t I drink?” Fu Jingting held the gla*s of wine and looked at the woman with some uncertainty.
The woman’s small face was extremely serious at the moment, and her eyes were staring at him without moving.
As if he had committed the greatest malady of all, it made him inexplicably a little vain in his heart.
He could not help it, his wife was so fierce that he had to concede.
However, being afraid of his wife was not something to be ashamed of, it was because he loved her.
Fu Jingting consoled himself in his heart.
“Of course you can’t drink!” Rongshu put her own wine gla*s on top of the railing.
It was flat and could hold something not too large, so as long as she was careful, she didn’t have to worry about dropping it.
After putting it down, she snatched the red wine out of Fu Jingting’s hand again and stared at the man with a serious face, “Don’t forget, drinking hurts your body, you’re also prone to …… when you’re drunk.”
She suddenly paused.
She was going to say that when he drank too much, he would be prone to self-harm, just like he did in the past on the anniversary of his mother’s death.
But then thought, that was something he couldn’t say, what if it brought up something sad in him?
“Anyway, you should stop drinking, you promised your grandmother.” Rongshu put the man’s wine on the railing as well, putting it alongside her own.
The man’s thin lips were slightly pursed and he didn’t say anything, just looked at Rong Shu.
After looking for a moment, he suddenly let out a low laugh, “I know what you’re worried about, don’t worry, it won’t happen.”
The cold wind blew by, bringing up a strand of Rong Shu’s hair and blowing it in a messy manner.
The reason why I drink heavily every year on the anniversary of my mother’s death is because I saw the scene of my mother’s suicide, which left a shadow in my heart and made me think that it was my own fault that my mother committed suicide, that it was my existence that kept my mother from being free, and that’s why my mother couldn’t bear to commit suicide. , that’s why she couldn’t be with the person she loved.”
Seeing that the man had taken the initiative to mention this matter, Rong Shu was not afraid that he would be sad anymore, biting her red lips and asking, “Then behind me I asked you to hire a psychiatrist and give yourself psychotherapy, did you?”
Fu Jingting shook his head, “No.”
The bridge of Rongshu’s nose wrinkled, about to get upset.
Fu Jingting hurriedly said, “I had planned to hire a doctor after the mall banquet, but now it seems that it is not necessary.”
“Why?” Rongshu looked at the man’s delicate jaw in confusion.
The smile on the man’s face faded so much that it was almost invisible, and his eyes were cold, “If I hadn’t known that my mother had deliberately groomed me as a stand-in for Su Cheng, I might have felt guilty all the time, thinking that I had gotten my mother killed, but knowing that my mother had used me as a stand-in for Su Cheng, I suddenly realized that all those years of guilt were a joke, and that my mother’s suicide was never It wasn’t because I made it impossible for her to leave the Fu family, it was really just a simple inability to accept Su Cheng’s marriage, it was ridiculous.”
After listening to the man’s confession, Rongshu understood what the man wanted to express and hugged his arm and said softly, “So, you’ve come out of the shadows, right? In the future, you won’t be sad on the anniversary of your aunt’s death anymore, right?”
Fu Jingting silenced her face, “Yes, she doesn’t deserve it!”
“That’s good.” Rongshu smiled, “In the future, grandmother won’t have to worry about you every year.”
“Is it only grandmother?” Fu Jingting looked at her sideways, his eyes smirking, “Aren’t you worried?”
Rongshu gave him a blank look, “Knowingly.”
Her arrogant reply pleased the man, who laughed out loud.
Rongshu knew what he was laughing at and slapped him inwardly with shame and annoyance, “What are you laughing at?”
“Nothing, I’m just laughing, my wife is very cute.” Said Fu Jingting, gently pinching her face a little.
Rongshu slapped his hand away, “Don’t pinch.”
She wasn’t a child, her face was fleshy.
I really don’t know why he liked to pinch her face.
It was so big!
“Okay, don’t pinch.” Fu Jingting’s face was still smiling.
If she didn’t like it, he wouldn’t do it.
He had always respected her.
“That wine, can I have it back?” Fu Jingting held out his hand, his chin raised towards the two gla*ses of wine at the same time.
Rongshu crossed her arms in front of her body and made a no motion, “No.”
Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows, “Why? I’ll be fine, not to mention that one gla*s of red wine is just one gla*s, it’s not drunk.”
“That won’t work either.” Rongshu was adamant, “Even if you can’t get drunk, drinking too much wine will be bad for your health, you already drank some today, at the Nanjiang Restaurant, why else would I have stopped you?”
It wasn’t that she actually didn’t let him drink, she just didn’t want him to drink more.
At first it was still the fear of him getting drunk and thinking about his mother and what had happened on the anniversary of the death.
Now it was a total worry that he would drink too much and it would be bad for his health.
Normally he drank, one or two drinks, and she didn’t even stop him.
In truth, he had drunk at the restaurant, several gla*ses, and now he was drinking again, and that was not going to work.
“Didn’t drink much at the restaurant either.” Fu Jingting undyingly fought for himself, then pointed to the night sky and the bustling city beneath it, and said in a tone that seemed coaxing and enticing, “And isn’t it less atmospheric for us to stand here and enjoy the wine without having a drink? It’s only fitting to drink wine and enjoy the night sky and the night view.”
Rongshu rolled her eyes, “You’re saying so much, all you want is to still drink.”
Fu Jingting laughed a little and didn’t answer.
Rongshu sighed and eventually her heart softened.
Could one not be soft-hearted?
He had already fought for himself twice, and it was somewhat unkind of him to be refusing.
Moreover, what he said also coped, if one just stood here and watched the night scene, it was a bit monotonous.
But how to drink while watching, that atmosphere when you think about it, is indeed a bit different.
Thinking about this, Rong Shu no longer hesitated, brought two cups of red wine over, handed Fu Jingting’s one over, “Here, only this one cup ah, can not be refilled!”
“Hmm.” Fu Jingting nodded, smiled lightly and took his own wine, shaking it twice before raising an eyebrow at her, “No cheers?”