Both times we met, Fu Ke called himself "Little Fu".

And when Yu Jinxian asked her to bring fruit over, what she blurted out was her name.

Whether it is Luo Sheng or Gao Yuanda, it is impossible to mention himself to Yu recently. Even if he did, he would say "Secretary Fu" at most.

Fu Ke is not a newcomer in the workplace, and he understands this very well.

Yu Jinxian's eyelashes trembled, and the corners of her mouth lightly raised. Following Fu Ke's words, she said, "Will people's tastes change?" She said flatly, "Fu Ke, we haven't seen each other in six years."

When she finished speaking, she turned around and didn't linger at the door.

Fu Ke was startled, and then echoed: "Yeah, it's been a long time."

She left in no hurry, and walked in with the fruit.

The air conditioner is turned on in the hotel room, the temperature is very suitable, it will not make people feel cold or hot.

Yu Xintian wore a floral dress with a black coat on her upper body. She wore hotel white slippers on her feet. Her thin white ankles were exposed to the air, and a small little on the heel of her right foot could be clearly seen. Imprint.

Fu Ke put the fruit on the coffee table, retracted his eyes, and said, "Is the mark on your heel left when you were ten or nine?"

She actually remembered it very clearly. It was when Yu was ten years old. She was walking on the road, but there was a couple quarreling next to her. She broke the cup and the glass smashed into Yu's heel.

A lot of blood was shed, but Yu recently gritted his teeth and didn't mean to cry.

That was the first time that Fu Ke recognized Yu's recent stubbornness and perseverance, so he was deeply impressed.

But she wanted to pretend to be a little uncertain now.

Yu recently lowered his head, glanced back, and replied, "When I was eleven, right?"

When her voice fell, she met Fu Ke's eyes again.

Fu Ke was dumb, she sat down on the sofa, raised her eyelids, and smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for so long, Miss Yu has gone to study acting? The ability to open her mouth is better than me."

Yu Xintian shrugged and did not deny that his answer just now was intentional.

She walked to the side of the bar, holding a cup: "What to drink?"

Fu Ke heard this, in a joking tone: "Isn't it, Miss Yu, have you forgotten what I like to drink?"

"Why should I remember?"

"And I just said that people's tastes will change."

Fu Ke drooped his eyelids: "Yes, if you remember, it's a bit difficult." She emphasized again, "It's not that I haven't seen you in six days."

Yu recently gave a soft "um", but although her answer was like that, she acted honestly and poured her a glass of boiling water.

Fu Ke didn't like to drink drinks since she was a child, like Coke Sprite Fanta, she drank one sip and never touched it again. She drank boiled water when she was at home and pure water outside.

The cup of water that Yu recently poured her had just boiled, and when it was placed on the coffee table, it was still steaming.

Fu Ke is not thirsty, she thought for a while and asked, "Miss Yu, when did you return to China?"

"Do you have to call me "Miss Yu" in a weird way?" Yu recently bent over and opened the strawberry box, and glanced at her.

"Otherwise?"

"Little fish?"

"Sister Xiaoyu."

Yu's recent movements paused, raised his eyes, and looked at Fu Ke: "It's up to you."

Having been in and out of society for so long, Fu Ke has come into contact with a lot of people. He is very good at observing the looks of others, but he can usually tell what the other person thinks.

But I don't know if his "gong power" has declined, or if Yu's recent acting skills have reached the level of actresses, Fu Ke can't or can't guess it at all.

And Yu Xintian is different from Fu Ke. For so many years, what she dislikes most is drinking white water.

So Fu Ke knew that the steaming glass of water on the coffee table was completely prepared for himself.

If you didn't expose her by yourself...

What is the meaning of this pot of water?

Fu Ke's mind was a little messy, and Yu's recent answer brought her back to her thoughts: "The country I returned to two years ago."

That is four years in France.

Fu Ke asked again, as if two old friends were greeting each other: "Have you come back to work at Chengfan Company?"

"Almost." Yu recently took the strawberries to the sink to wash, but the sound of the water couldn't cover the conversation between the two of them.

Fu Ke pursed her lips. She wanted to ask more, but after thinking about it, she didn't ask any more.

If some questions are not exported in time, wait a long time and you won't want to know the answer so much.

For example, after she woke up from sleep, Yu Jintian was no longer by her side.

Fu Ke originally thought that he didn't care about this anymore, but now that Yu recently spent time with her in the same room again, her breath would inevitably be suffocated.

She wants to go.

So she stood up, but because of some anxiety and panic, her knee accidentally touched the coffee table.

With this involvement, the water in the cup shook and spilled, and some of it splashed on the back of Fu Ke's hand.

After hearing the movement, Yu recently turned her head and frowned, "What's the matter? Is it hot?"

Fu Ke lowered her head and wiped the coffee table with a tissue. She shrank the splashed right hand and hid it.

Hearing Yu's recent problems, she said: "No." She raised her head and smiled at Yu recently, "I just received the news, and there are urgent matters that need to be dealt with."

"Then go ahead and let me wipe it."

Fu Ke didn't insist, "I'm sorry, it's messing up Miss Yu."

She is still calling her "Miss Yu".

Yu Xintian's eyes were a little helpless, she was about to say something, but Fu Ke had already opened the door and left without giving her a chance.

Fu Ke's footsteps hurried, as if he were expecting to be with Yu Jin and would kill her.

It's not just as simple as leaving, but fleeing.

When he got downstairs, Fu Ke changed the rhythm.

Her breathing was slightly rapid and her heartbeat was faster, and it took a little longer to return to normal. Then she stopped a taxi and went to the city center.

Tong Ning was still in the coffee shop. After receiving a call from Fu Ke, she said that she was still sitting in place.

Fu Ke hung up the phone and sniffed.

She knew how stubborn she was, so after the night with Yu Xinyi, she never tried to contact Yu Xinyi again.

Because Yu recently left without saying goodbye.

Yu recently did well, just like her, never contacted her again.

Going abroad for four years, returning home for two years...

If it wasn't for work this time, the two would never meet and reunite again.

The idea should still be the same as yesterday, and I feel that the friendship with Yu recently remained six years ago.

It's not like when I was in the hotel just now, I thought for a moment that I could be friends again.

But no need.

The fifteen years of being with each other was already on that night, and shouldn't be continued.

Those memories of the past should not come back.

Fu Ke's face was not very good, Tong Ning noticed it, and she asked in concern: "What's the matter? Is this person making things difficult for you?"

"No." Fu Ke rubbed her face, she showed a reluctant smile, "Think of something."

Tong Ning comforted her: "If it's a bad thing, then don't think about it." She grinned, "I will ask for this coffee and dessert. I won the card game yesterday."

Fu Ke is not polite: "Okay."

Forty to fifty minutes back and forth for her trip, the coffee was cold, and Tong Ning ordered a cup again.

"Right, Coco." Tong Ning said hesitantly, "That innocent sister yesterday, came to me for your contact information."

Fu Ke was taken aback: "Did you give it?"

"Of course not." Tong Ning's eyes widened, "You just broke up!"

At the same time, she raised the volume a little, and other customers around heard Tong Ning's words and looked over.

Fu Kefu: "..."

Tong Ning also noticed this, she coughed lightly, and then said: "But if you don't resist, I will tell her."

"Then you give it to her."

"It's okay to lie down on the list."

She never resists the approach of others, just keeps a proper distance.

"Row."

Fu Ke pinched the spoon and stirred the coffee.

The coffee in front of him exudes a strong bitter taste. Fu Ke picked it up and took a sip. The bitter taste spread in her mouth instantly, making her frown.

The sky in Yuncheng was gloomy and gray.

Fu Ke felt that his mood seemed to be the same.

Will Mu Han's curse come true just in case?

She couldn't help but fall into thinking.

Tong Ning didn't want to disturb her looking thoughtful, only then did her eyes see that the back of Fu Ke's hand was red.

She called to Fu Ke: "What's the matter with the back of the hand?"

Fu Ke touched it and explained: "I was accidentally scalded by water."

"Hey, why are you so careless."

Fu Ke waved his hand, and the screen of the phone lit up at this moment, and it was a text message.

Yu recently sent: [Honey pomelo is delicious, thank you. 】

Fu Ke did not see it and pressed delete.

Tomorrow Monday, Yu will work with the project team in the near future. Basically, she will never meet again with her, the secretary to the general manager.

They will not be forcibly arranged to contact each other.

But after falling asleep at night, her mind stopped begging, and she took control of Fu Ke's dream without authorization, and made her think about that night again—

The two of them didn't wear anything, clinging to each other tightly, and their bodies were too hot.

Yu Xinnian attached to her ear, bit her earlobe, and then called her "Coco" with a slightly dumb tone.

One after another, very clear.

And Fu Ke answered her with only broken moans.

Fu Ke woke up at four in the morning.

Her forehead already has a thin layer of sweat, but the wet-wet place is not only here.

She sat up and smiled bitterly, got up and opened the drawer of the closet, took a new pair of underwear, and went to the bathroom.