Ch 78

Fu Yingcheng's forehead jumped hard: "Try shouting again." A

　　thin cat meow came from behind the two of them.

　　Ji Fanling struggled to turn his upper body to look, and made a sound, hooking his fingers: "Come here."

　　It was a gray wild cat, or a cub, with one eye blind. He didn't know whether it was injured or born.

　　Ji Fanling easily picked up the cat cub by the back of its neck and held it on his lap.

　　The cat looked familiar to her.

　　While rubbing the top of his head against her hand, he stepped on her breasts and made a purring sound, letting the girl's fingertips scratch his furry chin.

　　Only the remaining eye, with its green vertical pupil narrowed warily, stared at Fu Yingcheng.

　　After petting the cat for a while, Ji Fanling took out a ham sausage from the inner pocket of his clothes, tilted his head and peeled it off with his teeth, and asked him: "...do you want to eat it?"

　　Fu Yingcheng looked back: "No. "

　　Ji Fanling felt a little regretful and a little happy. He broke off a piece of ham and fed it to the cat, then took a small bite himself and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

　　She shared a piece of ham with the cat, but the cat ended up eating most of it.

　　Fu Yingcheng watched her actions from the corner of his eye and suddenly regretted not bringing anything.

　　He only brought a plastic bag of tutorial books.

　　For the first time, those brand-new books with the scent of ink became heavy and useless.

　　Night has completely fallen, with stars overhead and brightly lit stadiums below.

　　Fluorescent sticks surged like waves in the black crowd, and the sound equipment lifted the sound of the live band into the sky, making it deafening even on the rooftop.

　　Time passed quickly, and the songs under my feet were one after another.

　　The wild cat slept on the girl's lap, licked her hand a few times, jumped down the steps and left, I don't know where it went.

　　The two chatted all the time, and they were very relaxed with each other.

　　Ji Fanling shook his legs and looked at him: "Besides studying, what else do you do?" "

　　Nothing."

　　"Just keep studying? Aren't you tired?"

　　Fu Yingcheng: "I don't feel it."

　　Ji Fanling clicked his tongue .

　　Fu Yingcheng looked sideways: "What about you, why do you always fall asleep in class?"

　　Ji Fanling asked without answering: "Are you sent by Old Tang?"

　　Fu Yingcheng paused: "What do you want to do in the future?"

　　Ji Fanling did not hesitate: "Go and eat Jiangjia noodles."

　　Fu Yingcheng corrected: "I'm not talking about tomorrow, but the future."

　　"Oh... the future."

　　Ji Fanling understood and thought slowly. After a while, he nodded: "Go and eat Jiang's noodles."

　　Fu Yingcheng: "..."

　　"What about you?" Ji Fanling asked.

　　The fluorescence under their feet was like the Milky Way flowing on the ground.

　　What Fu Yingcheng wanted to do has not been told to anyone for so many years.

　　Because Fu Zhiyuan subjectively and intentionally caused the largest medical accident in the 21st century, the company inherited from his ancestors was discredited, its credibility was lost, and everyone wanted to be beaten.

　　What Fu Yingcheng wants to do, just because he is Fu Zhiyuan's son, just because he is the one doing it, is a hundred times harder than ordinary people.

　　Harder, more ridiculous, more... unworthy.

　　"I want to rebuild Kyushu Medical Care." The young man said quietly.

　　Unexpectedly, words that had been hidden for many years came out easily.

　　Fu Yingcheng's eyes were dark: "I want to become China's largest pharmaceutical company, independently develop the best drugs and equipment, and sell them all over the world."

　　No one knew that at this time, this still immature boy was saying Every word will become a legend repeated in the medical field for decades to come.

　　After hearing this, Ji Fanling just said lightly: "It shouldn't be that difficult for you."

　　Fu Yingcheng was stunned: "Why?"

　　"Because you are number one in grade." The girl looked serious.

　　Fu Yingcheng looked into her eyes, was silent for two seconds, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Do you know how far apart there is between being number one in grade and what I said?"

　　"Really?"

　　Ji Fanling looked forward matter-of-factly, "You are different, you are Fu Yingcheng."

　　Fu Yingcheng looked at her side face steadily, his eyes were like dark waves. The layers surged.

　　The last song in the concert floated up in the hot evening wind.

　　[Let the prayer be lost]

　　[Let the short time last]

　　[Knowing that the ending is a tragedy]

　　[Going against the current of fate]

　　"Where are you?" Fu Yingcheng asked in a low voice.

　　"What about myself?"

　　"What are you going to do in the future, what university to get into, what job to do," Fu Yingcheng didn't mean to laugh at her at all, he just stated calmly, "You've just been in school, muddle along."

　　Ji Fanling said . He curled his lips: "You really sound like Old Tang sometimes when you speak..."

　　"Ji Fanling." Fu Yingcheng called her in a low voice.

　　[The words in my heart are already deafening]

　　[The words on my lips are still unspeakable]

　　[Why regret always comes after losing]

　　[Silence is another surge of love]

　　The girl raised her eyes, met his eyes, and smiled softly. He lowered his head, revealing his pointed little tiger teeth: "Fu Yingcheng, I am different from you."

　　It was a very strange smile, obviously as childish as a child, but there was a lot of helplessness and sadness in his eyes.

　　At that moment, Fu Yingcheng didn't understand why she had such a look.

　　He failed to understand her every moment of her life.

　　Fu Yingcheng asked: "What's different?"

　　Ji Fanling slowly said: "Fu Yingcheng, your future will be bright and promising."

　　"Bang, bang, bang" a series of loud noises, from bottom to top, like artillery. Soaring into the sky.