Ch 100

"Is this a favorite question? Isn't this a money question?"

　　"I'll lend you money."

　　"You want to borrow it, but I don't want to borrow it yet!"

　　Ji Fanling said out loud. , feeling embarrassed and angry at the same time, he threw away his hand: "I don't want to wake up one day and find that I have to work all my life to pay off your debt!"

　　"Then just don't do it!"

　　Fu Yingcheng He was so cold and angry that he blurted out, "I never asked you to retaliate!"

　　The two looked at each other, and the air became quiet for a moment.

　　The girl was completely stuck, as if her brain couldn't function. She made a hesitant and short sound: "...Huh?"

　　This was the answer she had not expected.

　　Not paying it back?

　　How can anyone borrow money and not repay it?

　　That's not borrowing, that's giving it away for free.

　　So why did Fu Yingcheng give it to him for free?

　　...

　　So how many bottles did he drink in the evening?

　　Ji Fanling has never eaten anything good in the past seventeen years. Her life has been either shit-flavored chocolate or chocolate-flavored shit. Even if she takes a big mouthful of candy now, she still doesn't believe it. There is no conspiracy behind sugar.

　　In this world, no one would be nice to her for no reason.

　　absolute.

　　Impossible.

　　The night wind carrying the rain was strong and fierce, moving between the densely packed high-rise buildings in the community, making a shrill scream. The street light next to me flickered a few times, and finally went out. The darkness swallowed up the explicit emotions like a rolling wave and returned to silence.

　　The two stood in the darkness.

　　Ji Fanling pinched the corner of his clothes hard, opened his mouth, and found his voice after a long time: "Why?"

　　Why did you lend me money.

　　Why don't you let me pay back the money?

　　...

　　Why are you being nice to me?

　　Fu Yingcheng's lips moved, his eyes were dark, and the tree crowns high up in the night were rustled by the wind.

　　"...If I don't tell you directly, you will never understand, right?"

　　Chapter 31 Hometown

　　Fu Yingcheng: "If I don't tell you directly, you will never understand, right?"

　　Ji Fanling was stunned for a moment: "You How can I understand if you don't tell me?"

　　A low whistle came from the roadside.

　　The two turned around and saw the black Maybach parked in the night.

　　Master Chen rolled down the window: "Mr. Fu."

　　Ji Fanling: "... came so fast?" Was it three minutes?

　　Master Chen's eyes flicked back and forth between Mr. Fu and the girl: "I thought maybe Mr. Fu still wanted to use the car, so he didn't go far."

　　Ji Fanling looked at Fu Yingcheng in confusion: "It's not that he "Did you leave me here?"

　　Fu Yingcheng walked towards the car: "Don't let Master Chen wait."

　　After hearing this, Ji Fanling took a step subconsciously. He didn't react until he reached the car door, hesitated for a moment, and returned. ‌I followed him and got into the car.

　　It's really not safe after all.

　　Ji Fanling was too familiar with people like his roommates. He might not have had the courage to attack her in the first place, so he only dared to secretly do some obscene things to disgust her on the edge of the law.

　　But now that he is deflated and his "man's self-esteem" has been frustrated, he may become angry and do something.

　　If Fu Yingcheng hadn't invited her, she wouldn't have stayed in a shared house tonight, but would have gone to an Internet cafe to spend the night.

　　When the man calms down tomorrow, he will never dare to harass her again.

　　We got in the car, but no one spoke.

　　There was a strange atmosphere in the carriage.

　　After driving for a while, Ji Fanling turned his head and asked: "...So, what did you just want to say?"

　　The man next to him was still a little drunk. He was not sitting upright like usual, with a pair of long legs propped up, and his posture was a bit loose and tired. , was sending a message on his mobile phone with his eyes lowered.

　　Hearing this, he looked up at the driver and said, "Go back and tell us."

　　Master Chen looked at his eyes, nose, mouth, and heart in front.

　　Ji Fanling's expression became even weirder.

　　Is it still a shameful reason?

　　After Ji Fan got on the hearse, he remembered: "What should I do with the things in my room?"

　　Fu Yingcheng said without raising his eyes: "Find someone to collect them for you."

　　Ji Fanling said, "Oh," and then said : "I can collect it myself."

　　Fu Yingcheng ignored her.

　　Ji Fanling: "..."

　　The air became quiet, and she later felt a little guilty. In any case, Fu Yingcheng had just injured himself to help her out, paid and worked hard, and she was still angry at him. temper.

　　The girl coughed twice, touched her nose, and stared at the carpet: "Um, thank you just now."

　　Fu Yingcheng slowly raised his eyelashes, stared at her, and said for a long time: "Thank me for what?" "

　　..."

　　Fu Yingcheng put away his phone and closed his eyes. His words were obviously sarcastic, but his tone was heavy and without a smile:

　　"...I still want to thank you."

　　*

　　When they arrived home, the two of them said . Doctors wearing casual clothes and carrying medical kits arrived almost at the same time as them.

　　They were extremely respectful to Fu Yingcheng and acted extremely professionally. They carefully treated the wound on his palm, re-bandaged it, and gave many instructions.

　　During this period, both of them glanced at the girl sitting next to them, who smelled strongly of alcohol, but they only nodded politely at her.

　　They chatted about other things. The two doctors said they would not disturb Mr. Fu's rest and left.

　　Ji Fanling breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Fu Yingcheng had serious intentions and ignored the wound. It seemed that he was relatively rational and did not trust her ability to deal with the wound.

　　Once they left, they were the only two people left at home.

　　Fu Yingcheng finally looked at her and motioned for her to sit over. Ji Fanling walked to the sofa and sat down: "Let's talk."