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Chapter 44

She tried her best to speak slowly, so that the other party could understand her importance.

Fu Ji's eyes were heavy, he didn't know what he thought of, and clasped the back of his hand with his fingers, revealing traces of blood.

He pursed his lips tightly, the arc was cold and cold.

Yan Ran held his hand again: "It's true to admit that I did like you before, and it's true that I like you now. I have no reason to lie to you."

Hearing such coaxing words, Fu Ji seemed to be unable to suppress his anger anymore: "Like it? Is your like worth much?"

When Yan Ran was still dazed by these words, he suddenly stood up, turned around and slammed the door and went out.

Yan Ran quickly followed out.

Fu Ji didn't choose to take the elevator, but chose to take the stairs, the speed was extremely fast, Yan Ran told him to stop behind him, but he didn't stop.

I have already walked out of this public building, and the lights on the side of the road are dim and not too bright.

Fu Ji walked even faster, and Yan Ran had no choice but to run to catch him.

"Xiao Ji, if you have something to say, speak up..."

Fu Ji pushed Yan Ran away: "I have nothing to say to you."

Yan Ran was a little anxious because of this reckless appearance, "Don't be like this, let's go back first, and I'll explain it to you when we get back."

Fu Ji sneered and raised his eyebrows mockingly, "What is there to explain between us? It's just a trade between you and me. Anyway, it was like this at the beginning. Didn't you think so before? I'm just a substitute, just It's just a little pet you play with in your spare time, do you need to explain to me? You don't need to."

There are not many people living in this high-end villa area, but it is not too small. There are not many people at night. Except for a few vehicles, there are also a few lonely people going back and forth.

And Fu Ji's current appearance is obviously out of control.

Yan Ran has never dealt with this kind of thing, she has always been dignified and dignified in front of the public, wearing a suit that has not been changed, but she has no time to take care of it, because she definitely cannot let Fu Ji's mental state leave alone.

Even if he leaves, where can he go?
Yan Ran pulled him tightly, and the broken hair on her forehead was in a mess. This was her uncontrollable gaffe and letting go of her figure.

"Xiao Ji, I did something wrong before, can you go home with me first?"

"Home? Is that my home? I don't have a home! Nobody likes me and nobody wants me!"

His voice was not loud, and he could even be called gentle, but the disgust, contempt, and impatience on his face were intensifying.

Yan Ran was stunned when he heard this, his light-colored pupils dilated slightly.

Fu Ji's expression changed instantly when he saw Yan Ran, and he was also taken aback.

Both were silent for a while.

When the cold night wind blew, Yan Ran's body trembled subconsciously. After realizing it, she lowered her head slightly, her pale lips were bloodless.

But she still didn't let go, her voice was hoarse and slow, "Don't say that about yourself..."

Fu Ji came back to his senses, pulled Yan Ran's hand away forcefully, squinted at her, and mocked her slightly.

He said nothing, and strode away.

Yan Ran did not follow.

She stood where she was, and saw Fu Ji's figure slowly getting farther away.

The cold wind was whistling, the leaves were swaying, and clusters were making noise, but there was no sound of that person's footsteps.

Fu Ji's face was still out of control just now, a pair of eyes that were too indifferent, darker than the night, like a lamp bursting, the instant fiery heat was reduced to annihilated gray cold.

This performance has already lost another protagonist, so there is no desire to continue the performance.

Fu Ji's footsteps slowed down, and the corner of his mouth just pulled out a sarcastic arc, and then froze in the next second.

The sound of dull footsteps was particularly noticeable in this quiet night. Apart from his footsteps, there was another person overlapping with his footsteps.

Not far or near, not close, but at a safe distance, followed him all the time, almost blending with the sound of his footsteps.

Fu Ji's expression was shocked. This was not a disguise, but an unconcealable surprise that something happened completely unexpectedly.

He didn't turn his head, and continued to walk forward.

The people behind did not speak, keeping such a safe distance.

After almost half an hour, Fu Ji seemed to be tired from walking, and slowly stopped.

He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement behind him.

The people behind walked over with very light steps.

Came to his side, came to his back.

Then, hugged him.

That familiar and warm embrace, with a faint fragrance, surrounded his whole body, like terrible vines, tightly entangled.

There was a faint stabbing pain in the chest... like the dead heart was still beating, the dead soul was still screaming.

Nails pierced his palm, and his heart was beating so violently that he seemed to be dying.

In order to avoid this strange and uncontrollable feeling, Fu Ji waved Yan Ran away without even thinking about it.

His eyes were cold, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his whole body was as tense as a string, staring at Yan Ran as if facing a formidable enemy.

Fu Ji really wanted to escape, but the soles of his feet seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't move at all.

He could only watch Yan Ran leaning over, his pale and sickly face, the bright red mole, the flawless white jade, it was shocking.

The light-colored pupils are like amber under the light, and a layer of watery light seems to emerge.

Before Fu Ji could react, he was hooked around the neck. The strength was obviously not heavy, but it forced him to lower his head in embarrassment.

As soon as Yan Ran stood on tiptoe, soft and warm touch fell on his lips.

It cannot be denied that Yan Ran is really warm, whether it is her hands, her embrace, or even her lips...

In front of Fu Ji who was as stiff as a sculpture, Yan Ran simply took the initiative, put the other hand next to his ear, and carefully stroked his temple with his thumb, as if cherishing.

Fu Ji has a strange feeling...

As if he was really loved, not false, not a lie, but sincerity, the unique sincerity in this world...

But, is Yan Ran sincere?
Fu Ji suddenly felt that the tip of his heart was pricked by a small needle. It didn't hurt very much, but it couldn't be ignored at all.

Beside the dim street lamp, among the swaying young leaves on the branches, under the starlight sprinkled by the moonlight, they kissed each other indulgently.

It was really just a pure, lip-to-lip kiss. Yan Ran seemed to know how to do this. After grinding repeatedly, his fingers slipped into Fu Ji's palm before he knew it, and gently held him.

It seems to be leading him in the direction of light in the dark.

The lights were dim, and the passers-by were fragmented.

No one will pay attention to the scene under the street lights, they are in a hurry, no one cares.

Although the halo is not bright, their eyes can reflect the hazy faces that are close at hand.

(End of this chapter)