C164 (1/2)
Lu Qingli moved closer to Fu Huiya with the goblet as she snuggled her body into the sofa and clinked his cup with Fu Huiya's, drinking it all in one gulp.
”Cough, cough!” Lu Qingli covered his mouth and started to cough, Fu Huiya immediately put down the goblet, then used a piece of paper to wipe the corner of his mouth and said: ”But why are you so anxious and fierce?”
Lu Qingli took the paper and wiped the red wine on her palm. Then, he poured herself another cup and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking three cups of red wine, Lu Qingli's face immediately flushed red, and her swollen face became even more rosy.
”Drink slowly!” Fu Huiya pressed onto Lu Qingli's hand, preventing her from pouring the wine again.
Lu Qingli released her hand and fell on Fu Huiya's shoulder, ”Tell me, what part of me is not good? ”Why does he keep on going back and forth to find that woman!”
Fu Huiya caressed her face and softly said: ”You are good everywhere, but he doesn't know how to appreciate or cherish.”
”I'm good enough, but why doesn't he treasure me?!” Lu Qingli was already starting to faint, her hands wildly grabbing at Fu Huiya's clothes, ”I'm still better off not enough! ”You're lying to me!”
”I'm not lying to you.” Fu Huiya said lightly, ”Just like wine, there are red wine, white wine, and beer. You like to drink red wine, like its aftertaste is long, slightly sour and refreshing, but there are people who like to accompany the beer. Different people choose different things. He no longer loves you and doesn't like you anymore because no matter how much more valuable you are, you will not be able to satisfy the attributes that he needs. ”
Lu Qingli raised her head to look at Fu Huiya. After a pause, she asked, ”Then when you were unwilling to marry Father, was it because he did not meet the attributes that you needed as well?
Fu Huiya slowly swirled the red wine in her cup, waiting for the wine to mix fully with the air before slowly drinking it all.
Fu Huiya shook her head and did not speak.
”But after all these years, no other man has appeared by your side, not even your father.” Lu Qingli asked the question that had always been in her heart.
Fu Huiya shook her head, her smile filled with bitterness, ”After I have loved such a person for my entire life, other men would no longer be able to enter my eyes, and they would no longer be able to walk to the bottom of their hearts.”
Fu Huiya turned her head and quietly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She laughed and said to Lu Qingli: ”Why are you suddenly dragging this onto me?”
Lu Qingli held onto Fu Huiya's arm, ”Do you know why Qinghuan and I have always disliked seeing you?”
Fu Huiya and Qinghuan leaving her was a wound that she would never be able to heal in her entire life.
”Ever since you were young, the servant beside you had been whispering to each other, saying that you were Little San …” Madame has always been bad to Qinghuan and I. ” Lu Qingli said in a serious tone.
Fu Huiya lowered his eyes. After all, she and Lu Jinghao had never been married, but they had Qingli and Qinghuan.
”Why didn't you tell me? Let us be so cold to you? Even Qinghuan doesn't really like you! ” Qingli asked.
Memories flooded over like a tidal wave, hitting Fu Huiya's body, her entire head was filled with embarrassment.
Fu Huiya poured herself a cup of wine, and the hand holding the wine bottle trembled, almost pouring the wine out of the goblet.
Fu Huiya quickly drank the wine and placed the empty cup on the tea table. After a long silence, she finally spoke up, ”Isn't the best love supposed to be when that person found out about Mu Shaoyi's age? I met him at the best of times, and having him became my best memory. ”
Fu Huiya came from a well-educated background, had a good temperament and high standards. Only in university would she pick up on someone like Lu Jinghao.
Using the current standards, Fu Huiya was just a literary goddess. Those boys looked at her happily from afar. Once they walked in front of Fu Huiya, not a single one of them wasn't bashfully greeting her, fearing that whatever they said or their actions would cause their goddess to frown.
Fu Huiya never scolded people, and basically no one had seen her angry before. The quiet look of someone who would always sit in the hallway with a book of poems in his arms. If she was happy, she would only smile lightly. If she was unhappy, she would at most frown and remain silent.
One day, Fu Huiya went to find a pavilion as usual to read a book, but she found that there was already someone inside. When Fu Huiya saw the man writing on the stone table, he originally wanted to leave, but he could not suppress the curiosity in his heart.
Fu Huiya was just like her father, obsessed with writing calligraphy. In her eyes, her father was the most perfect man in the world. He was a handsome man with a strong hand, and his words were written in bold and powerful characters.
Her father often said that it was a pity that Fu Huiya was a girl and could not write out the strength and grandeur of a man.
Seeing that the person in the pavilion was writing big words, Fu Huiya could not help but get closer to see how that person was writing.
”Good calligraphy!” Fu Huiya had originally wanted to take a peek at her calligraphy, but she was attracted by the man's calligraphy and could not help but exclaim in admiration.