The crowd was a bit crowded, and Fu Yu realized later that he should not have agreed to come and pick him up.

He became so popular that he almost forgot that he was a star. If he was photographed by the media to pick up a girl, he still didn't know what to say.

Even if FN could easily help him down, he wouldn't be able to explain it well on Bo Sinian's side.

The most terrifying thing is to be recognized by fans. He can't even run in such a dense crowd.

Alas, he sighed. Fortunately, there were fans who picked up other stars at the airport today. It was a little confusing, and there were fans of whatever they were wearing, so his body was not conspicuous in it.

Soon Fuyu saw Jiang Shuiyue in the crowd from far away, wearing a long wine red dress, long curly black hair reaching her waist, Jiang Shuiyue's facial features were bright and elegant, and she looked more stylish than many female stars.

Jiang Shuiyue glanced at the crowd, and even if Fu Yu covered her tightly, she could see Fu Yu at a glance.

She walked over with bright eyes and said with a smile, "Hello, handsome guy, as expected, he looks good even if he covers it so tightly!"

The combination of the two of them attracted a lot of attention. Fu Yu only hoped that no one would recognize him. He was silent and did not speak. The two stopped staying longer and quickly sat in the car.

In this way, he did not remove his disguise, and it was not until they sat in the box that Fu Yu showed his face.

Fu Yu finally relaxed and asked Jiang Shuiyue, "I didn't have time to ask on WeChat before, why did you suddenly decide to go back to China."

Jiang Shuiyue took a sip of coffee gracefully, "There are people in China who can't let go, so I came back."

Fu Yu didn't ask who she couldn't let go. After a while of silence, Jiang Shuiyue raised her eyes and asked him, "Are you going to the class reunion?"

"Go." Fu Yu nodded, thought about it and said, "Bo Sinian will also go."

Hearing this name, Jiang Shuiyue's movements paused slightly.

She pulled out a smile, her tone a little disappointed, "He actually agreed to come."

Fu Yu had always suspected that Jiang Shuiyue knew a lot about him and Bo Sinian, but now he heard it.

So he stopped selling off and asked her directly, "I'm suddenly married to Bo Sinian, don't you have any doubts?"

"That's one of the reasons I came to you."

She stirred the coffee slowly and looked up at him, "Why are you with him?"

Fu Yu shrugged, "It's not surprising! We've known each other very well since our second year." He glanced at Jiang Shuiyue and asked tentatively, "Or what conflicts do we have in our second year?"

"Bo Sinian didn't tell you about the past?"

"He said it, but I think he didn't say it all." Fu Yu didn't say that he didn't know what was going on at all, but tentatively said that he knew part of it.

To be honest, he didn't trust Jiang Shuiyue very much either. He said this so that she didn't know what Bo Sinian told him, so she could tell him the truth.

Jiang Shuiyue was silent for a long time, the atmosphere was a little quiet, and Fu Yu's heart also tugged little by little.

"Then he probably didn't tell you, why did you fall out!"

Hearing that, Fuyu sat upright subconsciously, "I didn't say it."

Jiang Shuiyue nodded, with such an expression as she expected.

"I don't know exactly what's going on, but I saw you walking to the dormitory in a state of collapse on the road, muttering disgust, when I stopped you to ask you what was going on, you just shook your head and kept talking in your mouth. It's disgusting."

Fu Yu was really surprised this time, because he never said that to others.

"But what does this have to do with Bo Sinian?" he asked.

Jiang Shuiyue hesitated for a while, "I asked your friend later, and he said that you just came back from Bo Sinian, and the two of you never contacted again."

Seeing Fuyu's face full of disbelief, Jiang Shuiyue said again: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhang Cheng, he told me, and he saw it at the time."

Fu Yu leaned back on the back of the chair in shock, and a storm surged in his heart.

Since Jiang Shuiyue dared him to ask Zhang Cheng, then this matter should be true, Zhang Cheng has no reason to help her deceive him.

But what happened to him and Bo Sinian? Why did he say the word disgusting? And he never contacted him again? Fu Yu knew that he didn't even have Bo Sinian's phone number and WeChat account before, as if he didn't know him.

Trying to recall the past, Fu Yu's head soon started to hurt again. He covered his forehead and frowned tightly, taking a few deep breaths.

At this moment, a picture flashed in Fu Yu's mind.

The vague feeling disappeared in a flash. He staggered on the boulevard, and his whole body was in a very collapsed state. He kept repeating something in his mouth. He couldn't remember the specifics. Burned man with chest pain.

Fu Yu slowly put down his hand, lowered his head for a long time without saying a word.

Seeing how uncomfortable he was, Jiang Shuiyue's hand under the table clenched her fist tightly, reaching out to touch Fu Yu's head, but hesitating for a few seconds, she didn't touch him.

She sighed and continued: "If you don't want Zhang Cheng to be threatened by Bo Sinian to tell lies, it's best not to ask Bo Sinian himself, and ask others while the classmates meet in a few days! "

Fu Yu nodded, her voice a little hoarse, "Thank you for telling me this, I'm sorry I have something to do and I have to go first."

Jiang Shuiyue nodded in understanding, Fu Yu re-armed herself, got up and walked out, and behind her came Jiang Shuiyue's low voice.

"Be careful with Bo Sinian, he's not that simple."

Fu Yu paused for a while and finally did not speak, settled the account and sat in the car.

"Go home," he told the driver.

Tiredly pinching his brows, Fu Yu raised his head and recalled what Jiang Shuiyue had just said.

It is impossible for him to fully believe what Jiang Shuiyue said. Maybe part of what she said is true, at least it matches the part of the picture that Fu Yu remembered, but Fu Yu felt that it was taken out of context. .