: Naturally, life is full of hatred, Shui Changdong (28)

Author: Yaoli

: Naturally, life is full of hatred, Shui Changdong (28)

He raised his eyes, looked at Yan Ran's face with aggrieved eyes, and whispered: "You have changed, you will not dislike me so much before."

Yan Ran laughed inexplicably, and patted his face playfully with his warm palm, "Speak carefully, don't always say that you have these things or not."

Yue Ling couldn't help but squint his eyes. The place he touched felt numb as if it had been electrified.

Yan Ran finished smoking the cigarette, refused the wine offered by Yue Ling, and sat up straight: "I won't drink anymore. It's too late. I should leave."

After saying this, Yan Ran pressed Yue Ling's shoulder to remind him.

This made Yue Ling not very happy.

You haven't brought it with you for a long time, so why are you leaving?

It was still very early, and Yan Ran was not like this before. Now it is so difficult to call out, and he went back so early, which makes people doubt whether it is really as said in the rumors.

Yue Ling didn't believe it at first, but now he was a little hesitant.

"I finally came out once. How shameful would I be if you left?" He put the cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were blurred and clear, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his smile. "Is there anyone waiting at home? Are you in such a hurry to go back?"

It is true that there is someone in the family, and whether you will wait or not depends entirely on that person's mood.

But to be honest, Yan Ran really doesn't like this kind of place, it's stuffy, hot and boring.

Yan Ran put down his sleeves, buttoned up his clothes, and said in a careless voice with an inexplicable comfort: "I have business tomorrow, so you should go back early."

Yue Ling was still unhappy, his face darkened, and he didn't say anything after all. When Yan Ran was about to leave, he only said: "I'll call you later, but don't come."

Yan Ran had already stood up. The lights above his head were colorful. Under such gorgeous light, the smile on that cold white face still had a thrilling meaning.

"Okay, I'll come when I have time."

Yue Ling was dissatisfied. He felt that the depression in his heart was suddenly dissipated by this smile. All the unhappiness was gone. He felt dizzy as if he was soaking in a honey pot. He knew that he would not be able to recover after a long time.

Come on.

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The New Year is coming soon, and the streets on the roadside are filled with joy. All the people who work hard outside have come back to reunite, and it is lively and red.

Fu Ji always stayed in the villa, and he was always there every time Yan Ran came back, as if he had never left.

It’s almost the Chinese New Year, but Fu Ji is still here.

Yan Ran couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you going home to celebrate the New Year?"

Fu Ji was painting, with paint on his fingers, "I'll be back in the afternoon."

Yan Ran said yes.

In the afternoon, Yan Ran got off work very early and the company was on holiday. She went to the supermarket to buy some New Year's goods.

Fu Ji packed some things and prepared to go home. In fact, there was nothing to pack. He didn't bring anything when he came, and when he left, he was almost empty-handed.

As soon as I stepped out, the cold wind roared in. The biting chill dissipated the remaining warmth in my body. The slanting branches swayed in the wind, and ink shadows fell all over the ground.

Fine snowflakes fell, and a not-so-thin layer of snow piled up on the ground.

It was in such a scene where snowflakes were flying and the cold wind was howling that the young man came, holding something in both hands and walking anxiously, before he hurried over in a hurry.

Fu Ji stood under the eaves, unable to touch a single snowflake.

Yan Ran must have been a little anxious when he came. His tone was not very steady when he spoke, and he was a little out of breath.

"These are some New Year's goods. Take them back to say hello to your parents." She held another bag of things in her hand: "These are your favorite snacks. Many stores have closed and you can't buy them recently. Take them back."

Let’s eat at home.”

Fu Ji was stunned and subconsciously caught it. These bags were very heavy, and it could be seen that they had been well prepared.

There was a layer of snow on Yan Ran's hair and shoulders. When she came over just now, it was inconvenient to carry things with both hands, so she couldn't hold an umbrella.

The driver was a step too slow. He had an umbrella in his hand and couldn't hold it for Yan Ran, so Yan Ran hurried over on her own.

A faint smile appeared on the cold white face, and the voice was clear and soft, like the summer wind.

"Go back quickly and have a good few days."

What she said was as natural as if her child had gone out to play for a few days, and she would always be here waiting for him to come back.

He is not a duckweed, he has a destination.

Fu Ji's mind was in chaos. Yan Ran gave him an instruction and he acted accordingly.

Yan Ran asked him to go, and he just walked away blankly. The driver held an umbrella for him beside him to prevent him from getting caught in the snow.

Halfway through, Fu Ji turned his head and looked again for some unknown reason.

Yan Ran still stood at the same place, her light-colored pupils just watching him go away quietly, and waved when he turned back.

It was obvious that the distance between the two people was no longer close, but Fu Ji seemed to clearly see the tenderness between the young man's eyebrows. The shallow light fell into Yan Ran's eyes, making her eyes more magnificent, radiant, and very special.

Confusing.

Her voice also followed, breaking through the cold and reaching his ears.

"come back earlier."

Until he got into the car, Fu Ji was still a little unable to calm down. His heart was surging, as if a stone had been dropped into the calm lake of his heart, causing ripples.

His hands and feet were cold, and the air he breathed out was also cold, but he felt a strange warm current suddenly wandering through his body, flying to every corner of his body, and rushing toward his heart.

The car window was raised, and the heating in the car was flowing. Through the dark car window, he saw Yan Ran standing in the biting cold wind. Her thin and thin figure suddenly hit the softest corner of his heart.

.

At that moment, he actually felt that Yan Ran was lonely. His figure looked so slender and fragile, as if he would be blown away by the slightest wind.

The car drove slowly, and Yan Ran's voice became farther and farther away until it disappeared.

[Ding! The villain’s blackening degree has reached 65%!]

Fu Ji looked at the New Year's goods beside him, his eyes dim and unclear.

While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, the driver sighed with an indescribable melancholy: "It seems that Mr. Xiao Yan is alone again this year."

The driver obviously misunderstood and thought that Fu Ji was Yan Ran's person and would stay with Yan Ran.

Fu Ji's eyes shifted from the scenery outside the car window to the rearview mirror, looking at the driver's face.

The driver seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and continued: "Although Mr. Xiao Yan has a high status and a good family background, in fact, there is no one around him to talk to. Mr. Yan is away all year round and has basically never come back, even for the New Year.

He wouldn't even come back to take a look, and those who didn't know thought that Xiao Yan was not his son."

The driver talked nonchalantly all the way. It seemed that he had been with Yan Ran for a long time, and it was also obvious that he was very loyal to Yan Ran.
Chapter completed!