Ch 95

　Lu Yan was pushed away: "Oh... ok then."

　　Ji Fanling watched Lu Yan go upstairs and ran over.

　　The rain pattered on the leaves of the street trees, making the man soaked to the skin. The rain slid from his pale cheeks to his neck, and he felt a sense of desolate loneliness all over his body.

　　Ji Fanling ran over, exhaled white mist, and held an umbrella over his head.

　　"Fu Yingcheng?"

　　The sound of rain hitting the umbrella, along with the girl's vivid voice, passed from dream to reality.

　　The man slowly raised his long eyelashes and looked at her intently.

　　The cold black eyes seemed to become darker after being stained with moisture.

　　Like the forbearing eyes of a young man.

　　He opened his mouth and called her in a low and hoarse voice: "Ji Fanling."

　　"...Why are you here?"

　　Chapter 30 Heartache

　　"Why are you here?" Ji Fanling frowned: "I just got off work. "You're not waiting for me, why don't you go to the food stall if you have something urgent?"

　　This is still Master Chen's fault.

　　Master Chen didn't know Ji Fanling was working so late, so he thought she was in a shared house. Because he helped Ji Fanling move, he knew the location, so he took Fu Ying directly to the gate of the community.

　　He originally wanted to stop at the door and wait, but Fu Yingcheng didn't agree, so he had to walk away.

　　Fu Yingcheng didn't speak for a long time. Ji Fanling realized that something was wrong with him and moved the tip of his nose: "Are you drunk?"

　　Fu Yingcheng: "...No."

　　Ji Fanling said coldly: "That's what drunk people say. "

　　Fu Yingcheng paused and said, "Ji Fanling."

　　"Huh?"

　　Fu Yingcheng said with difficulty, "Can you come back..."

　　A gust of wind blew the umbrella sideways, and Ji Fanling originally stretched out his arms. He was holding an umbrella, but his arms couldn't use any strength, and all the rain fell on the two of them.

　　Fu Ying stretched out his hand consciously.

　　"Wait, what happened to your hand?" Ji Fanling held down his hand.

　　Originally Fu Yingcheng's hand was hanging by his side, and the light was dim and he couldn't see clearly.

　　Now the wound is very obvious when you stick it out, half of the palm is stained red with blood.

　　Fu Yingcheng glanced at his hands impatiently: "Accidentally."

　　"Accidentally, how could it be like this?"

　　Ji Fanling frowned. He didn't know how long he had been standing outside. The man's wrists were wet. It's almost freezing.

　　"What's so deep, a nail?" "

　　Absolutely."

　　"Why are you doing this if you don't go to the hospital? Where's your car?"

　　"Master Chen left me here."

　　Ji Fanling: "???"

　　Master Chen looked at his thick eyebrows and big eyes. Why was he so wicked behind the scenes? Isn't driving his job? How could you leave a drunk boss on the roadside?

　　Ji Fanling said fiercely: "Give me the phone and I'll talk to Master Chen."

　　Fu Yingcheng: "No."

　　Ji Fanling stared at him and frowned: "Then I'll call you a car to go to the hospital."

　　Fu Yingcheng: "I'm not going."

　　Ji Fanling: "...Then I'll call you a car to go home."

　　Fu Yingcheng paused, raised his eyelids, and stared at her.

　　Even if this person is drunk, his appearance is cold and clear. His double eyelids are long and narrow, the folds range from narrow to wide, and his eyes are dark and deep.

　　Just usually.

　　There won't be so many straightforward emotions in his eyes.

　　"Ji Fanling."

　　Fu Yingcheng read her name again, pulled down the corners of his lips, and said coolly: "That's all your conscience."

　　Ji Fanling's eyebrows twitched: "Then what do you want? What should I do? This won't work, that won't work either. Do you want to follow me upstairs to get the tap water?"

　　Fu Yingcheng stood up straight this time without saying a word: "Okay."

　　Ji Fanling said: "... Ah?"

　　Fu Yingcheng clicked his tongue slowly and looked at her urgingly: "Didn't I tell you everything..."

　　"Okay."

　　The high-rise buildings in the community are crowded and depressing. The property was in utter disrepair. The unfinished elevator had exposed wooden boards, a bucket of paint stood in the corner, and the door opened and closed with a harsh grinding sound.

　　Entering the house, the entrance is narrow, filled with express foam boxes, and the aisle is crowded with shoes that cannot fit in the shoe rack.

　　The air was filled with the musty smell of a crowded place and lack of ventilation.

　　Fu Yingcheng paused at the door.

　　There are many men's shoes in the shoe pile.

　　He didn't know that shared housing could be mixed-gender housing.

　　Ji Fanling turned around and saw him stuck at the door, and stepped forward to pull him out: "No need to change your shoes, I will need to drag them in a moment."

　　To go to the toilet, you have to go through the living room, and there are several fried chicken takeout boxes and boxes scattered on the dining table. Coke cup, this is the leftover garbage from the couple in Room 1 and their friends last night.

　　It's not that they don't clean it up, but they do it very slowly. No matter how much they urge them, they won't do it until they become smelly and infested with insects.

　　Ji Fanling tugged on Fu Yingcheng's sleeve, not wanting him to look any further. He walked through the living room and took him to the toilet. He turned on the lights and exhaust fan and said, "Here."

　　There are steps in the toilet. The door frame was also low. Fu Yingcheng lowered his head slightly, stepped in, turned on the faucet, arched his back, and began to wash the wound.

　　The place inside was too narrow, and Ji Fanling stood outside uncomfortably.

　　She has been sleeping opposite the toilet for so long. Except for the smell in the first few days, she is now completely immune.

　　I don't know why, but when Fu Yingcheng came, her facial features seemed to revive again. The stench rushed into her nose, and everything was unbearably dirty.

　　I thought Fu Yingcheng would never come up, but he agreed immediately.

　　It's not easy for her to go back on her word.

　　Someone let her live at home for two months, but she wouldn't even let him go upstairs?

　　That's too stingy.

　　but.

　　It should be his turn to regret it now.