Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Fu Ji also thought he was good, with one hand in his pocket, and his demeanor was even more aggressive than a year ago, "I'm fine."

Lin Yiran's expression was indescribable, she couldn't understand it, and she didn't know what to say recently.

Fu Ji gave her a big red envelope.

Time really can cover up everything, like love.

Or it can't be called love, but she made herself fall in love with Fu Ji because she wanted to save her.

Facing the man in front of him now, Lin Yiran no longer had the same feeling as before.

Whether it is love or resentment, as time goes by, they all dissipate.

Fu Ji was about to leave after giving the red envelope, as if he came in a hurry just to make a formality.

Lin Yiran wanted to keep him, let him stay here for a while, at least have a glass of wine.

Fu Ji stretched out his hand easily, and smiled softly:
"No, someone at home is waiting for me."

Lin Yiran was taken aback, a little unbelievable, "You... have a lover?"

In Lin Yiran's shocked and complicated expression, Fu Ji's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were somewhat attached and tender, and his voice was low: "Yes."

It would be a lie to say that he was not shocked, Lin Yiran had never heard of Fu Ji having a lover, not to mention a lover, not even a flirtatious person.

Lin Yiran couldn't tell what she felt for a while, she couldn't help thinking of the person who died two years ago.

That person is really beautiful, beautiful beyond the boundaries between men and women, there is a charming feeling in the eyebrows and eyes, and the red mole on the tip of the nose is bright and eye-catching.

From the first time he saw it, Lin Yiran was dumbfounded.

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world?
I don't know how many times better than those stars.

Although this person is a man, his gender doesn't really matter because of that face.

She loves Fu Ji, Lin Yiran can tell.

Eyes don't lie.

But now, Fu Ji has someone else by his side, so what should Yan Ran do?

Lin Yiran suddenly found that her throat was extremely dry, and she asked cautiously, "Can you tell me who it is?"

Who replaced Yan Ran's position.

Lin Yiran will never forget that scene.

The man's mouth was smiling, but his eyes seemed to be crying, and his voice was hoarse and almost choked.

"Her name is Yan Ran, my love."

At that moment, Lin Yiran's heart seemed to be on the verge of stagnation, her breathing tightened, seeing Fu Ji like this, her sad eyes were sour, and she wanted to cry.

She opened her mouth, and finally blessed with a trembling voice.

"Then I... wish you happiness."

The man lowered his eyes, and shyness appeared on that handsome and gloomy face.

He thanked him in a very happy tone.

"Thank you."

Lin Yiran watched the man leave, the tears in the corners of his eyes were still uncontrollable after all, and flowed down from the sockets.

She covered her mouth, weeping uncontrollably.

Stupid or not.

What's the use of saying this now?
……

It was raining and thunder was roaring.

Fu Ji found a pack of cigarettes from the storage box under the bed.

He doesn't like Yan Ran smoking, smoking is harmful to health, but Yan Ran never listens, and promises well.

"Brother Yan assures you that he will never smoke again in the future."

But the back will still hide and smoke.

He is very smart, and he hides in the toilet. If Fu Ji hadn't had a good nose since he was a child, he might have been fooled by him and couldn't smell it.

Later, Fu Ji would hide her lighter and cigarettes.

Yan Ran looked at him hesitantly every time.

He pretended not to know anything, and Yan Ran didn't dare to ask.

He looked at the cigarette case and lighter that had already fallen a layer of dust, and felt a little funny.

Later, I cried again.

-

I miss her so much.

But I always feel that she is still there, I want to wait for her, and there are many, many things I want to say to her.

I want to tell her that I love her.

-

Fu Ji spent more and more time in a daze, and his whole body became dizzy. Later, he spent less and less time going to the company, basically staying at home.

He doesn't remember many things.

But the things about getting along with Yan Ran became more and more clear.

Yan Ran has a little habit.

When watching TV, I especially like to have a bag of potato chips in my hand, it must be a pleasure.

Chip crumbs all over the place.

Fu Ji didn't have a photo of Yan Ran, and the two of them had never taken a photo together.

He later found out Yan Ran who was previously in the economic newspaper.

He was wearing a black high-necked suit with a neat tie, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and a bright red mole on the tip of his nose. He was talking to someone else.

Fu Ji would sleep with that photo in his arms every night, but even so, he could still feel that "Yan Ran" appeared less and less in his dreams.

He woke up again.

It was in front of Yan Ran's tombstone.

He curled up tightly against the tombstone, as if he could get closer to Yan Ran, and then a little closer.

They can't take it anymore.

Really can't take it anymore.

Looking at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, Fu Ji really felt the feeling of being shrouded in despair at this moment, as if he was trapped in a winter where there was only darkness, snow and wind, and darkness.

He knelt in front of the tombstone, with his upper body lowered, his forehead resting on the tombstone, and he opened his mouth to say something, but his chest seemed to be pressed hard by a huge rock, and he couldn't speak.

Huge waves were rampaging in his heart, leaving him nowhere to hide.

That black and white photo lost its color forever, her smile was still so pretty, but it was so fake.

She is still so young.

She obviously has a better life, and everything still has a chance.

His whole body convulsed and heaved, tears fell down like shattered crystals, shining brightly on the ground, he wiped them off indiscriminately, as if he was afraid of staining the tombstone.

"Brother Yan..."

His voice was trembling, with a deep cry.

There seemed to be a soft sigh coming from the ear, like a ray of spring breeze passing by the ear, without a trace of nostalgia.

I love you--

Fu Ji's heart and lungs were about to burst, and he couldn't straighten up because of the pain.

sorry--

Where is she?
Where the hell is she?

Why don't you go home?

Where should I go to find her?

Is it because Yan Ran was angry with him that he refused to go home all this time?

But he has been looking for it for a long time, so long that he almost can't hold on anymore.

"Don't be angry, okay..."

"I was really wrong..."

"I know I was wrong..."

The suppressed sobs and begging and regretful apologies were wrapped in the air, so thick that it was hard to get rid of. He bit his lip, almost out of breath.

The breeze blew through his hair, seeming to comfort him silently.

Don't cry, Brother Yan doesn't blame you.
.
He has been looking for it, for ten years.

In the dream, he suddenly woke up, and suddenly woke up.

He finally knew where Yan Ran had gone.

He finally figured it out.

He couldn't help showing a happy smile.

He is going to find her.

He could finally go to her.

【Ding!The villain's blackening degree is cleared!]