Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 39 Power outage

Feng Beiting turned his back to Jiang Yimian, the corners of his mouth drooped gloomyly, he narrowed his eyes slowly, the gentle camouflage on his face had already cracked and peeled off.

"Don't be afraid."

I don't know if it was Jiang Yimian's illusion, but she felt that Feng Beiting's tone was a bit cold when he said these two words.

Heavy, revealing a trace of imperceptible depression.

seem……

Not very happy.

So she nodded with a smile, and deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "Well, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, it's been so long ago, in fact, I almost forgot about it."

Speaking of which, she also had a headache about her own magnetic field, why did she recruit these kidnappers, kidnappers and the like.

"Huh—" Stepping on the last step, Jiang Yimian slightly closed his eyelids, took a long breath, and looked relieved.

Feng Beiting withdrew his hand in time.

The sensor lights in the corridor were not on, and the light was a little dim.

"You got caught in the rain, go back and drink some hot water, and if you add some water to your body, the inside and outside will be balanced." He said to her half seriously and half jokingly.

"Ah."

Jiang Yimian looked up at him, his whole face was hidden in the shadow, making it difficult for people to see the expression on his face, only those eyes were brighter than those of wild beasts.

Turning their backs, the two opened the door and went home.

What greeted Jiang Yimian was a dark room, not much better than the corridor.

Snapped--

I pressed the switch, but the light didn't come on.

Instead, a bolt of lightning shot out from the dark cloud, slightly illuminating the messy living room.

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Is there a power outage?
In a high-end apartment in the 21st century, there is no one who will lose power when the next rainstorm occurs.

It stands to reason that this kind of apartment should be equipped with a backup generator. Should she respond to the brother of the Lian family who developed this building? The service of this serviced apartment is too bad, and it will smash the "Lian's Group" Signboard.

I made another phone call to the management office, but the other party still said things like "It's raining too much today", "It's very inconvenient to travel", "It's causing her too much trouble", in short, it's still the same as before. Answer her questions head-on.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yimian thought for a while, it's not that he didn't answer the question directly, but that he answered the question inappropriately.

Junk property!ruin my life!
Rather—

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and her cell phone was running out of battery.

Jiang Yimian beat her chest and stamped her feet depressedly.

If she had known this before, why would she still be "humming" and "humming" to climb the 16 floors, exercising to defend her home!

Although there are many snacks at home, she can't eat them all the time.

There is no electricity, no mobile phones, no TV, no light source even for reading.

Fortunately, the power was cut off and the water was not cut off.

Jiang Yimian took a cold shower and wrapped her hair tightly with a towel. She pushed the lazy sofa to the window, sat cross-legged on it, and enjoyed the rain while eating snacks.

It was 6:10 when she sat down
After eating two bags of potato chips and drinking a can of Coke, it feels like a century has passed, and then I look at the wall clock...

6:30
Jiang Yimian: "..."

She deeply felt that time was crawling through minute by minute like slugs.

After removing the towel, she brushed her hair twice and yawned lazily.

Anyway, it's okay, let's go to sleep.

But the human body is very strange sometimes, there are a lot of business to do, but sleepy, yawning left and right, but when you have time to rest, sleep stubbornly refuses to appear.

Her brain was ticking like a clock, very clear.

The faces of Wilson and the four of them floated in her mind one after another, and Aiden stayed the longest.

Jiang Yimian had seen photos of him before he was alive, he was very handsome, with the kind of appearance that makes it easy for both men and women to fall in love with him.

A woman's husband, a man's wife.

As for Wilson...

Jiang Yimian felt that he was worthy of love.

The man Aiden should love, the man Shen Lu loved but couldn't get.

Just thinking about it a lot, a few minutes later, Jiang Yimian was forced to get up from the sofa, officially announcing that she failed to fall asleep.

Just sitting up from the sofa, I heard the doorbell singing its little song.

She guessed it should be Feng Beiting.

Open the door.

Sure enough, it was the gentleman standing outside the door, holding a desk lamp with a small skull pattern in his hand, which was quite special.

Jiang Yimian fell in love with just one glance.

"The power is out, do you have any lights here?" He shook the desk lamp in his hand, "If not, leave this one, it's fully charged."

Staring intently at the desk lamp, Jiang Yimian shook his head first, then nodded again.

"Where did you get it, it's so cute."

"This is a small gift I gave you when I bought the novel "Bloodthirsty Forensic Doctor". I have never used it, so I just brought it to you when I remembered it."

"Thank you." Jiang Yimian took it, and finally there was a gleam in her eyes.

With this lamp, she can finish reading the novel.

Seeing the sweet smile on her face, Feng Beiting took out a bag of cherries as if by magic, "I heard that novels on rainy days go better with cherries."

"Wow!"

Now Jiang Yimian's expression of joy couldn't hold back at all.

The depression caused by the power outage was swept away by Feng Beiting.

"I don't even know what to say when you're like this..."

"I thought we were friends already."

"It's a friend! It's a friend!" She just felt that, in comparison, her friend was a little watery.

"You've helped me a lot too, haven't you?" He raised his fingers wrapped in bandages, and thoughtfully let her accept his help with peace of mind, "Then I won't disturb your personal time, what's the matter Come find me anytime, I don't rest so early."

"it is good."

After Feng Beiting left, Jiang Yimian returned to the living room with cherries in one hand and lamp in the other.

After eating two cherries, she took out the "death diary" as usual.

【June 2017, 6; Weather: Rain】

[Deliberately planned accidental death: Love has nothing to do with gender]

She once read in a book that under the pressure of custom, young Spartans in ancient times had to suffer flogging on the altar every year to enhance their endurance to endure hardships.In his novel "Lost Horizon", the British writer Hilton invented a place name "Shangri-La", and later generations called Shangri-La a paradise.

Unfortunately, the Shangri-La in people's destiny is always illusory, but the Tantalus-style suffering in life is [-]% real.

"Snapped"--

After closing the notebook, Jiang Yimian stared at the steam on the floor-to-ceiling windows for a while.

After recovering, she opened the novel on the coffee table.

She only finished reading the chapters near the end, and finished it after eating a few cherries.

My heart is empty, I can't find a place to rest, I don't know if I finished chasing the novel or because of Aiden's case.

Stepping on her slippers, she wandered around the house a few times, during which she folded a few little stars, a few little frogs and a few little paper boats, but she still couldn't beat the boredom.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the novel and the fruit plate with the cherry pattern on the coffee table, she picked it up and went to Feng Beiting's house.

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　　ps: Let’s guess what happened to the power outage o(*￣︶￣*)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)