Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

4Fu Shenxing was in the office, gently stroking his phone's screen. On it was a picture of a girl.    1

    

His expression was gentle and focused. It was only when the sudden ringing of a bell broke the silence that he woke up.    

    

He picked up the phone and said, "Hello. "    

    

"Be careful. Xiaonuo has decided to go overseas. She will leave in two days. You will go home today. Shall we have dinner together?"    

    

Going abroad. . .    

    

Fu Shenxing slightly bowed, then the corners of his lips curled up and he laughed self-deprecatingly.    

    

That's true. Under such circumstances, would she not know how embarrassing it was to stay behind? This was not her style.    

    

Since young, when faced with an unsolvable problem, she only had one choice - escape.    

    

"Okay, I will be there. "    

    

……    

    

The moment Rong Xiaonuo found out that Fu Shenxing would be back at night, she only wanted to find a place to hide herself.    

    

If she knew beforehand, she would definitely stop her mother from calling him.    

    

But regarding the matter between them, she also did not want her parents to see through it.    

    

Tonight. . . Was destined to be a torment.    

    

"Will Uncle. . . Bring people?"    

    

Fu Nuan was stunned and then smiled. "I didn't hear what he said. It shouldn't be. Xiaonuo, you were unhappy that day. Was it because you were careful and brought a girl home?"    

    

" No. . . No! "    

    

Rong Xiaonuo hurriedly explained. At this point, she did not want their inexplicable relationship to be known by her parents.    

    

"Why are you in such a hurry? I just want to say that you grew up with Bao Xing and have a deep relationship. It's normal that you can't accept it for a moment. However, you also have to try getting used to it. After all, you. . . "    

    

"Mom, I understand. "    

    

Before Fu Nuan could finish, she interrupted her, "I want to go to the piano room to practice for a while. Call me when we have dinner. "    

    

"Okay. "    

    

……    

    

Rong Xiaonuo went to the piano room and touched the piano again. Her mood was somewhat complicated.    

    

Since the third year of high school, she had been focused on preparing for the Lu University Economic Department. She rarely touched the piano again. If not for this time, she would have almost forgotten that her dream was to become a pianist.    

    

At that time, in order to be in the same school as Uncle, she had almost given up all her interests and hobbies. She had spent all of her three months studying and exams. She almost couldn't remember what she should be like.    

    

She opened the piano cap and pressed a white button with her fingertip. A clear and melodious music sounded, making her feel as if her soul was being hit.    

    

"My good friend, I'm back"    

    

She smiled and sat down in front of the piano, smoothly finishing a piece of Liszt's song. That was the one that left the deepest impression in her memory.    

    

She remembered that during that piano competition, her parents didn't have time to go to the venue. Uncle also said that he had to go to class and couldn't go to the venue.    

    

But later, she saw him in the crowd. He smiled and encouraged her.    

    

It was precisely because he was there that she was not afraid of anything and successfully won the gold medal.    

    

That day was the first time she ate the dishes he made, but he refused to admit it and said that it was the maids at home who made it.    

    

It was only after the maid spilled the beans that she found out.    

    

Such a beautiful day. . . Was too extravagant.    

    

Perhaps the heavens felt that she was too lucky and wanted to take back all of this. From now on, it would be an extravagant hope to be like before.    

    

She played tirelessly. One song after another, as if it was the only way she could temporarily forget those sadness.    

    

Strings of musical notes flowed out, either loud and excited, or deep and mellow, lingering in the villa for a long time.    

    

……    

    

When Fu Shenxing arrived, he did not see Rong Xiaonuo, but he held back and did not ask where she went.    

    

"Xiaonuo is practicing the guqin in the guzheng room. Since you are back, let's have dinner. I will go up and call her. "    

    

Fu Shenxing called out to Fu Nuan who was about to go upstairs.    

    

"Sister, I'll go and call her. "    

    

Fu Nuan nodded. She thought that the two children should have something to say. After all, they grew up together and had never been apart.    

    

He slowly went upstairs and knocked on the door of the zither room. No one responded.    

    

A strange thought appeared in his mind. Could it be that she was. . .    

    

Thinking of this, Fu Shenxing hurriedly pushed open the door. He saw Rong Xiaonuo's upper body lying on the piano and her chest was still moving up and down slightly. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.    

    

He also did not know why he thought of committing suicide, but looking at her current appearance, at least she would not hurt him. He could rest assured.    

    

He walked to her side and squatted down, silently staring at her sleeping face. He raised his hand, wanting to brush away a strand of hair from her forehead.    

    

Before he touched it, she suddenly opened her eyes.    

    

"Uncle?"    

    

She had just woken up and saw him in front of her. For a moment, she was not sure whether it was a dream or a reality.    

    

Fu Shenxing restrained the different colors in his eyes and slowly stood up. It was completely different from the gentleness she showed when she was sleeping just now. There was a trace of coldness and alienation.    

    

"You. . . "    

    

She had a lot of things she wanted to ask him. She could not ask him about Lin Qinghan, nor could she ask why he suddenly treated her like this. She only wanted to know whether he had thought of her during these days when they did not meet, even for a moment.    

    

But his indifference had stuck her words in her throat.    

    

"I came to call you downstairs for sister to eat. "    

    

After saying that, he turned around and left without any attachment.    

    

"Fu Shenxing, wait!"    

    

Rong Xiaonuo chased after him and took the initiative to hug his waist from behind.    

    

His body paused and his eyes became dark and unclear.    

    

"Can you not be so cold to me. . . I will not ask anything, okay? We are still the same as before, okay?"    

    

Rong Xiaonuo almost made herself extremely humble. This was her last attempt, and also the last chance she gave herself and them.    

    

If he still ruthlessly pushed her away this time, she would no longer have any attachment.    

    

"Let go. "    

    

He spoke faintly, his voice low and deep like a hammer smashing into her heart. There was not a trace of excess, at least, there was not the type that she wanted to hear.    

    

"Why?"    

    

"Xiaonuo, be careful. . . . What are you doing upstairs?"    

    

At this moment, Fu Nuan's voice came from the stairwell.    

    

Fu Shenxing steeled his heart and forcefully pried her hand away. He got out and faced her. "Stop messing around. "    

    

"I am going overseas. Fu Shenxing, maybe I will never come back! Are you sure you want to do this to me?"    

    

Rong Xiaonuo's eyes were filled with tears. She grabbed his sleeve tightly and did not let go.    

    

"I wish you a safe journey and a successful studies. "    

    

He coldly brushed away her hand and turned around.    

    

"Is that all? Even if you want to separate, can't you give me a reason?"    

    

"Separate?"    

    

Fu Shenxing paused and smiled. "We have never been together. "    

    

Never. . . Never together?    

    

Simple. A simple sentence denied everything.    

    

That was true, he had never said that they were together, it was her own wishful thinking.    

    

The girl closed her eyes in disappointment. She lost the bet. . . . It turned out that the person and matter that she had decided on a second ago could be changed in the next second.    

    

The so-called liking was only so cheap.