His answer surprised Sheng Bei.

"You think about it?" Sheng Bei teased, "You should have thought about it a long time ago. Do you know what she said to Ziyi? She said that since you gave her back that white sweater, what did she think about it? She can wear it whenever she wants, and she's right. But she said she might also wear that sweater when she's on a date in the future."

Fu Shiting's fingers holding chopsticks turned white.

"Do you think I would care?"

Sheng Bei: "I want you to forget her."

"Then you mentioned her to me?" His eyes flashed coldly across Sheng Bei's face, "Don't tell me anything about her again. I'm not interested."

"That's good! Originally, I was worried that your scar would be forgotten when you healed." Sheng Bei breathed a sigh of relief, "Unfortunately you can't drink, so I'll drink it alone."

He walked to the small bar by himself and brought a bottle of red wine.

Fu Shiting finished eating quickly, put down the tableware and left the dining room.

Sheng Bei held the wine glass with a dissatisfied expression: "Hey! You can chat with me for a while! It's so boring for me to eat alone!"

Fu Shiting strode towards Yin Yin's room.

He didn't sleep last night and woke up in the afternoon today.

After waking up, I heard Mrs. Zhang say that Yinyin was in a bad mood today, she didn't have class, and she didn't have anything to eat.

He went to take a look at her room.

She was sleeping, so he couldn't ask why she was in a bad mood.

Now it's dinner time, and it's getting dark, so it's not suitable to continue sleeping.

If you go back to sleep, you will have insomnia when you wake up at night.

He pushed Yin Yin's door open.

Yin Yin's eyes are open.

Her dark and bright eyes were not focused on a certain place.

I don't know what she was thinking.

He was suddenly distressed.

"Yin Yin." He walked to the bed and sat down, looked at her absent-minded face, and said softly, "It's time to get up for dinner."

Yinyin raised her hand to hold his big palm and asked, "Brother, your mother is my mother, isn't it?"

Fu Shiting's eyes moved slightly: "I heard that you went out with Aunt Hong this morning. You went to the station, aren't you afraid?"

"Brother, your mother is my mother, isn't it?" Yin Yin continued to ask as if he didn't hear what he said.

"Well." Fu Shiting clearly felt that his sister was not the same as usual.

She seldom took the initiative to ask questions before.

Don't ask such sensitive questions.

But now she not only asked, but also asked the bottom line.

"Why didn't you take me to my mother's funeral?" After Yinyin got a definite answer from her brother, she began to believe what Aunt Fang said.

"Because there were many guests on the day of the funeral. You didn't like to go to crowded places before, I was afraid you would be afraid." Fu Shiting looked into her eyes, "You are not afraid to go to crowded places now, right?"

Yin Yin nodded bravely.

Fu Shiting was very surprised by her change.

"Then brother will take you to play in a crowded place next time, okay?"

"But you're still sick." Yin Yin sat up from the bed, "Brother, I'm hungry."

Fu Shiting helped her out of bed and took her to the dining room.

Sheng Bei saw Yin Yin coming, and immediately put away the wine bottle.

"Yinyin, I heard that you are not feeling well, where are you feeling? Did you call the doctor to come and see?" Sheng Bei said with concern.

Yinyin shook his head, picked up his chopsticks, and slammed his head into the rice.

Fu Shiting walked to the living room and made another call. JrNovels.com