Good Morning, Mr. President!

Four Hundred and Fifty Six The White Moonlight in His Heart

Fu Yichen drove the car, aimlessly turning around in the city, not knowing where to go.

In winter, it gets dark quickly.

Darkness gradually enveloped the entire city. The lights were on, and the outside of the window was bustling and lively, but he looked so dim in the car that there was no light at all.

His heart was empty, and he always had the urge to book a plane ticket and fly immediately.

Even if he couldn't talk to her, or she just gave him a cold face, seeing her would probably make his heart not as empty as it is now.

He was distracted all the way.

When he came to his senses, the car actually stopped downstairs of her small rental house.

He looked up and glanced at the small window of the house.

The light was on!

He was so happy that he almost opened the car door and rushed down. However, when he stepped down with one foot, the cold wind blew over, and he suddenly realized that she was now in this house, and she had already returned it when she left! So what if the light was on?

It's not her...

It can't be her...

How excited I was just now, how disappointed I am now. A strong gap swept over him, and he fell into the car helplessly.

The phone, at this moment, suddenly rang.

He slowly came back to his senses and lowered his head to look for his phone.

He didn't notice that at this moment, a taxi appeared in the community.

Xia Xingchen accompanied Chi Weiyang out of the taxi, and the two of them turned and walked towards the building opposite and flashed into the elevator.

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In the elevator, Xia Xingchen took the door key out of her bag and handed it to her, "You can stay here for a few days. Although I haven't lived here for a while, it has always been clean inside. Ye Qing arranged someone to come and clean it every week."

"Stay here tonight, I'll go back to my hometown." Chi Weiyang took the key away, "I'll give the key to the landlord when I leave tomorrow. Then, you can come and get it?"

"Okay, no problem."

Xia Xingchen sent Chi Weiyang upstairs, and touched her bulging belly before leaving.

"Be careful when you go back home. It's the Spring Festival travel rush, and the trains are very crowded."

"I know. I will try to be careful." Chi Weiyang opened the door and looked at the time again, "It's almost eight o'clock, you should leave quickly. The President will be waiting anxiously."

Xia Xingchen was indeed worried about him. I don't know if he has anything to do with her.

"Then I won't stay any longer. Call me tomorrow."

Xia Xingchen gave a warning, and the driver called and said that he was waiting downstairs.

She hung up the phone and hurried downstairs.

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The call Fu Yichen received was from the prison.

The number flashing on the screen made him dazed for a long time. His fingers rubbed the screen for a while, hesitated for a long time, and finally picked up.

"Hello."

"Mr. Fu?"

"It's me."

"That man...has been released from prison today." The other party said solemnly, "Be careful, I'm worried that he will come out to retaliate against you."

Fu Yichen clenched the phone in his hand, as if he was going to crush it.

"He's coming." After a while, he smiled coldly, and his expression was more frightening than ever before, "I will dissect him myself!"

Finally, he hung up the phone heavily.

A few simple conversations seemed to drain all his strength. He slumped on the steering wheel and closed his eyes in pain.

I shouldn't think about it, but...

My mind was full of nightmares from that night.

...

That day.

Weiyang's birthday.

At that time, he was already in college. He took a 10-hour bus from the city to his hometown once every two weeks, just to see her.

That day was Wednesday, and there were classes all day.

Early in the morning, she called his dormitory, "Fu Yichen, it's my birthday today, do you have a birthday present?"

How could he say no with such a sweet voice?

"What do you want?"

"You haven't prepared yet?" Her tone was obviously a little sad.

Fu Yichen had already taken a fancy to a scarf. Originally, he thought that when he went back on the weekend, he would buy it for her and bring it back as a belated gift. However, upon hearing her sad tone, his heart immediately flew from school to his hometown.

At noon, she called him again to chat.

"I wanted to wait for you to come back before cutting the birthday cake, but my mother said that it would be expired and inedible when you come back. When you come back on the weekend, we will buy another one, and you will accompany me to cut the cake, okay? I made a wish... I hope I can be admitted to the same school as you, so that we can see each other every day."

"You hate blood so much, you can't study medicine. Learn your language well."

"I don't want it." The girl was still naive and romantic, "Although I hate blood, but... I like everything you like."

The last sentence was shy and sweet, so beautiful.

The boy's heart beat wildly because of this sentence. Standing there holding the phone, the emotions in his chest could not calm down for a long time.

So that, in the end, he hung up the phone, grabbed his schoolbag, and rushed out of the school gate.

In the afternoon class, he was caught by the professor when he called the roll, but he couldn't do anything about it.

I jumped on the car back home without hesitation. I didn't feel tired at all despite the bumps along the way. All I could think about was the little girl's face. When I thought about seeing her in 10 hours, I was full of energy.

But, in the end, all the excitement, joy, and youthful madness that day, in the end... all turned into tragedy...

That day, in the car to his hometown, besides him, there was also his physiology teacher.

He inexplicably disliked this teacher, deliberately avoided him, sat at the back of the car, and was drowsy.

Later, the whole person was awakened. When he woke up, the teacher was pressing on him.

He didn't want to think about the other's ugly and wretched face anymore. The boy, who had never experienced such a thing, was scared to death on the spot, pushed the person on him away, and ran away from the broken-down car.

But...

The other party chased him and forced him into a dark dead end.

That night, the sky was very dark; the night was very long...

I don't know when it started snowing. The naked boy covered in blood thought he would die in the snow...

It would be better to die...

It would be better to die...

But he survived...

Living a life worse than death.

From that day on, his world became further and further away from that innocent, romantic, sweet and lovely girl... further and further away...

The man who was physically castrated and stabbed several times by him also survived miraculously.

He was even released from prison.

"Knock knock knock!" There was a sudden knock on the car window. Fu Yichen gasped and suddenly raised his head from the steering wheel. His thoughts stopped here.

His forehead and face were covered with a layer of cold sweat.

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