Sheep into Wolf

Fu Jie's indifference, compared with the former Fu Zhenxin's warmth, formed a clear gap.

It was as if Fu Jie's every word was soaked in ice. Fu Zhenxin, every detail of the memory, full of caring and gentle.

Fu Zhenxin's voice was a pain that Lu Chen would never be able to get rid of. It was as if it could suddenly fill Lu Chen's mind with memories, fill up his happiness, and fill up his sentimental feelings.

When Lu Chen answered the phone, he reflexively took a cigarette and listened attentively to the other party's voice.

Fu Zhenxin said, "Didn't you already say so? Come over tonight." How can I not hear from you even now? What are you doing?

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment before coming to a realization. "I …" I'm eating out.

Xiao Hui has been talking about you, Fu Zhenxin said. If you're not here, she won't eat. The food was cold. Eat at my house. Maybe in a little while, my sister will come as well.