Section 3

Xie Feifei's tavern is located in a narrow alley, where the road is too narrow for vehicles to enter. Fu Xijing parked the car at the entrance, glanced at the alley, and said: "I will go with you and then take you home."

The calm and composed seven words, how relaxed they are in the exchange, just like casually asking what to eat tonight, reigniting the anger that Fu Xijing had finally managed to quell. He forcefully pulled her body towards him, while with the other hand, he pinched her chin, compelling her to face him. "Do you think I am a three-year-old child, easily fooled, is that it?"

She still did not turn to look at him, the car interior was unlit, only the dim light from the parking lot illuminated through the windshield. He vaguely saw her seemingly twitch the corner of her mouth and respond nonchalantly: "Because I don't want to be together anymore"

The south wind quickly declined: "No need, my friend drove over, I have to take her car back. Goodbye!" After saying this, she hurriedly got out of the car, fearing that he would follow her, and ran quickly into the alley.

A buzzing sound echoed in my head

"My friend is drunk, I have to go pick her up," I said as I went to open the car door, but was stopped by Fu Xijing, "I will take you."

He did not respond, glanced at her, and then focused on driving

She still wanted to find excuses to evade, when suddenly waves of fatigue washed over her, tired, truly tired, she was not a born actress, and she believed her acting skills were insufficient, each time she pretended it was too strenuous.

When Fu Xijing got back into the car, she was already calm and said to him: "Thank you"

"Wait for me a moment." After saying this, Fu Xijing got out of the car

The south wind howls: "Fu Xijing, you bastard! You always act so self-righteous, never caring about whether others are willing or not, never caring about others' lives or deaths! You are cold-blooded and heartless! You are exactly the same as you were a few years ago!"

The south wind no longer resisted; she knew she could not escape, so she simply sat obediently. The gradually warming temperature inside the car allowed her stiff body to relax slightly, and soon a wave of fatigue washed over her. She leaned against the back of the seat, her eyes fixed straight ahead, quietly waiting for Fu Xijing to ask a question

Anger causes one to lose reason; this statement is indeed a truth. The south wind wishes it could bite off its own tongue

Why? These three short characters contain too many questions, weighing on his heart for five years

The southern wind blew again, ringing for a long time, yet no one answered. It was the same after several repeated calls.

She owes him an explanation

Inside the paper bag are a T-shirt, a coat, a pair of jeans, and a pair of flat ankle boots. The T-shirt and coat are size S, the jeans are size 26, and the boots are size 5. All of these are her sizes. Despite the absence of smoke and the lack of sand blowing into her eyes, Nan Feng suddenly felt a dryness around her eyes and a tightness in her chest. At that moment, a certain emotion surged forth, leaving her defenseless, almost overwhelming the emotional barriers she had painstakingly built over the years. She bit her lip hard, pushing that emotion back.

"Why did you leave without saying goodbye? Why did you change your name? Why... did you leave me?" He turned his head to look at her, his voice hoarse, struggling to control his emotions

Fu Xijing did not pay him any attention and quickly pursued the direction where the south wind had disappeared

The ringtone of the phone rang out at this moment of stalemate, abrupt and piercing, startling Nan Feng greatly; however, she then let out a sigh of relief, immensely grateful to the caller.

"You heard wrong..." She instinctively denied it, but was interrupted by Fu Xijing: "I am not deaf yet!"

Along the way, Nan Feng, fearing that Fu Xijing might ask her something again, simply closed her eyes and pretended to doze off. Suddenly, the car came to a stop, and she thought they had arrived. She opened her eyes, prepared to get out of the car, only to find that they had stopped outside a shopping mall

"Just like a few years ago?" Fu Xijing pulled her very close, his gaze sharp, firmly locking onto her eyes, leaving her no chance to evade. "Ji Nanfeng, are you finally willing to admit that you are Zhao Xibei?"

Fu Xijing then noticed that she was actually barefoot, frowning: "You really do not take care of yourself at all." As he spoke, he picked Nan Feng up horizontally, knowing that she would inevitably resist, he held her tightly and quickly walked towards the parking lot

The south wind understood his implication, but she replied, "Which point are you asking about?"

This time, he will not let her go, no matter what

The south wind initially intended to refuse, but upon looking down at his bare feet, ultimately compromised.

Gu Hengzhi let out a cry of "Ah," bending down to hold his foot and groaning, "It hurts! You are too ruthless! Truly, the heart of a woman is the most venomous!" It really hurt; Nan Feng had kicked him hard on the bone of his leg, causing him to grimace in pain, leaving him with no mind to capture Fu Xijing.

She gritted her teeth and commanded herself: Do not cry!

Ten minutes later, he returned carrying several paper bags, opened the passenger door, and handed the items to her: "Let's change in the car." He closed the door again and turned around.

The screen displayed a call from Xie Feifei, but on the other end was a strange female voice, shouting loudly: "Hello, you must be a friend of the owner of this phone, right? She is drunk and causing a scene here, hurry up and come take her away!" Then she provided an address and hung up the phone

Fu Xijing did not chase after her, yet his gaze remained fixed on her figure. The streetlights in the alley were bright, and there were many vendors on both sides, with people coming and going, creating a bustling and lively atmosphere. However, it seemed as if he could only see her silhouette, weaving through the crowd, gradually disappearing.

In his fury, he struck without restraint, gripping her chin so tightly that it caused her intense pain, distorting her entire face. She endured the pain and said: "Believe it or not, it's up to you"

The south wind struggled fiercely; although there was a significant disparity in strength between the man and the woman, her anger unleashed an immense power within her. Finally, her right hand broke free, and she swung her handbag like a shrew, striking it hard against Fu Xijing's head and face. He winced in pain but remained silent and did not let go of her.

She looked up, staring directly into his eyes, forcing herself to keep her tone calm: "Fu Xijing, so what if I am Zhao Xibei? Don't you understand? The fact is, I don't want to see you, I really don't. The past is the past, I have forgotten everything. So, please stop entangling me, alright?"

Silence enveloped the car, with only the intertwined sounds of their breathing, both rapid and heavy. Fu Xijing slowly released her chin, a wave of unprecedented frustration surged within him. Everyone said he was ruthless, yet he found himself utterly powerless against her

At this point, she knew there was no way to avoid it, and she no longer intended to evade it.

Upon exiting the hotel lobby, a gust of cold wind struck her face, causing her to shiver as she realized she had forgotten to take her coat. She crossed her arms and hurriedly walked forward. It seemed as if fate was against her; after only a few steps, her high heels caught on a small stone, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground, pain radiating from her right foot. Sitting on the ground, she took off her shoes and, in a fit of frustration, threw them far away. The shoes traced a beautiful arc in the air before landing in a nearby fountain.

Absolutely not

She tried to shake off her clothes, but Fu Xijing pressed down on her shoulder: "Do you know what the temperature is now? Are you trying to risk your life!"

He leaned back despondently against the chair.

Fu Xijing's footsteps suddenly came to a halt, and the arms that were holding her slowly loosened. Nan Feng finally gained her freedom, but just before she could run away, he grabbed her arm again

What business is it of yours! She forcefully swatted his hand away, turned around, and shouted.

What happened? asked Fu Xijing

The south wind takes advantage of the opportunity to slip away

She saw anger surging in his eyes, growing stronger and stronger, and his voice was colder than the December night: "Is it all over? Ji Nanfeng, I tell you, everything is just beginning!" Her calm expression and composed tone deeply pierced him, as those beautiful memories that had never faded in his heart were, in her heart, merely a past that she did not wish to mention.

The traffic at around 8 PM was not heavy. Fu Xijing was constantly making phone calls, looking extremely worried. He increased his speed to the maximum and ran through two red lights. Fifteen minutes later, he finally arrived at his destination

She tried her best to remain calm, to ignore him, to treat him like a stranger and turn away. However, faced with his composed and indifferent tone, her anger surged uncontrollably, reaching a breaking point. Due to the cold and her fury, Nan Feng's voice trembled slightly, her lips quivered, and her complexion turned pale

Suddenly, she felt a warmth on her body as a coat fell over her. She froze, yet was not startled; without needing to turn around, she already knew who was standing beside her, breathing lightly.

You deserve it! she muttered to herself

Fu Xijing suppressed his anger, turned around to open the car door, and forcefully pushed her into the passenger seat. He got into the car and turned on the air conditioning.

What could be more desolate than the passage of time and the events of the past

Fu Xijing had just emerged from the banquet hall when he saw Gu Hengzhi leaning against the wall, clutching his leg and rubbing it. Upon seeing him, he growled, "Damn it, Fu the Love Saint, you clean up your own mess. I need to go get my injuries checked!" He tiptoed a few steps, then turned back fiercely, saying, "You will reimburse me for the medical expenses!"

She could not help but shiver, not only because of the cold, but also due to his cold tone and expression

She got up, moved her right foot a bit, and fortunately, the sprain was not very serious, allowing her to walk freely. However, the coolness of the cement floor made her shiver involuntarily. Looking towards the direction of the fountain, Nan Feng felt a deep sense of regret.

He rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said to himself, "Don't rush, there is plenty of time ahead." As for the reason for her departure, she was unwilling to speak; it didn't matter, he would take his time to find out, for he had all the time in the world. It wasn't that he hadn't felt anger, but when he encountered her again, that anger and those questions seemed to lose their significance. And the five years she had been absent from his life, he would reclaim them all. It wasn't that he hadn't felt anger, but when he encountered her again, that anger and those questions seemed to lose their significance. And the five years she had been absent from his life, he would reclaim them all