The girl raised her eyes and looked out the window.
The night is dim, there are few lights, and the familiar city is filled with strange people.
Work to work, get married to get married, have children to have children.
It turns out that she is such a dispensable thing, and the world will still go on as usual without her.
What is the point of her survival? Maybe death would be better.
Now that things have happened, Ji Fanling suddenly feels a little regretful.
She regretted that she fell asleep that day on the basketball court and was unable to wake up and watch Cheng Jiali finish the basketball game.
...
Fu Yingcheng ended the online meeting, opened the study door, and pressed his temples tiredly.
Today is the last day of the MEDICA exhibition. There is a seven-hour time difference between Dusseldorf and Beiwan. He is returning to China for personal reasons and will not let his subordinates compromise his time. Besides, it is common for him to stay up late.
The door to the second bedroom was ajar.
When Fu Yingcheng passed by with a glass of water, he glanced sideways.
——She always puts her guard up at night, but today she knows how to close the door.
Fu Yingcheng stretched out his hand to close her door, but his fingertips touched the cold wind blowing through the crack of the door, as if the temperature in her room was particularly low.
There was an almost imperceptible smell of smoke in the cold wind.
Fu Yingcheng's eyes darkened slightly, he gently pushed the door open and was stunned.
It was a dark night outside the window, and the moonlight behind the clouds was as thin as paper.
The slender fingertips held the cigarette, the sparks burned quietly, and the pure white smoke rose up and slipped away along the small window crack.
In front of the huge window, the girl was wearing large pajamas, looking extremely thin.
A very light person.
It seems that if you reach out and grab it, she will turn into the wind and dissipate along with the smoke.
There is only one thing that is alive, real and stinging.
Under her lowered eyelashes, her eyes were red, and moisture slowly filled them.
A long time passed.
A transparent tear suddenly slipped from the corner of his eye.
Leaving a thin trail of wetness.
*
The next morning.
Ji Fanling was so sleepy that her mind was not clear when she woke up. When she saw Fu Yingcheng, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Aren't you going to the company today?"
The man's eyes lingered on her face for a while, then he paused: " ...It's Sunday."
"Oh." Ji Fanling can't count the days anymore.
Fu Yingcheng said: "Wash and change clothes, I will take you out in a minute."
Ji Fanling thought he was going to the supermarket to buy bowls, so she followed him out.
After the car drove on the road for twenty minutes, she later realized that she was not going to the supermarket. She turned to look at the driver's seat: "Where are you going?"
"Eat first." Fu Yingcheng looked very calm.
Although he hadn't eaten anything since last night, Ji Fanling didn't have much appetite. He just nodded when he heard this, not very interested in what to eat.
The destination is the most prosperous large-scale business district in Chengdong District, Yuetong Plaza.
Ten years ago, this area was not so prosperous. Now, several more five-story commercial buildings have been developed, organically connected to the old commercial city through pedestrian streets and atriums.
Ji Fanling followed Fu Yingcheng all the way up to the fifth floor where catering is the main business.
Amid the dazzling buffet of seafood hotpot, Korean and Japanese barbecue, Fu Yingcheng walked straight into a noodle shop.
Eating noodles is fine too.
Ji Fanling followed into the store expressionlessly, and a familiar scent hit her face.
She glanced at the decoration, the waiter's apron, and the noodle bowls on the diners' tables. She always felt that something was wrong. She took two steps back, exited the store, and looked at the plaque.
"Jiang's Noodles".
Um.
...
etc.
Ji Fanling opened her eyes wide as if she suddenly woke up.
Jiangjia noodles! ! !
Chapter 09: Kindness
The waiter led Fu Yingcheng into the restaurant, asked him how many people were dining, led him to a two-person seat, and handed him the menu: "You can take a look at the menu first, and call me when you order."
Fu Ying He nodded, raised his eyelashes and saw that the girl was still standing at the door looking around. He flexed his fingers and knocked on the table: "What, you want to sit at the same table with me?"
"I was thinking about sitting by the window..." Ji Fanling looked around. Go to the kitchen and try to find Aunt Jiang.
The back kitchen of Jiang Jia Xiao Noodles is open, and the cooking process is shown to guests through a large glass. Several chefs in the back kitchen wearing snow-white chef hats are focusing on chopping vegetables and kneading dough.
Fu Yingcheng stood up with his coat in one hand.
"Forget it," Ji Fanling changed his mind again, "Just sit here."
Fu Yingcheng gave her a cool look.
Ji Fanling explained in a low voice: "I may know the owner here, because I used to come here to eat often. At that time, this store was not here yet. It was in the school snack street... Do you know?"
"What do you think?" Fu Yingcheng did not face the front. answer.
Ji Fanlin stopped talking and saw a woman in the back kitchen turning around and saying a few words to the chef.
The woman has willow eyebrows and an oval face. She seems to be living a good life. She does not look older even after ten years. Her complexion is rosy and energetic, and she has gained a little bit of flesh.
"That's Aunt Jiang." Ji Fanling's voice became even lower.
The man lowered his eyes, and the girl looked at Aunt Jiang while distractedly talking to him. She leaned forward and was very close across the table.
The eyelashes are clearly visible, and the shadows fall on the plain white face.
Breathing shallowly.
There was an illusion that she was whispering to him.
Fu Yingcheng narrowed his eyes: "Are you going to see her in the kitchen?"
"Oh, forget it." Ji Fanling compared the news of that year: "Sacrificed for a righteous cause", "Saved a seven-year-old boy", "The boy's parents searched everywhere for a benefactor, but to no avail" Words like this slowly ran through my mind.
I thought that I might be chased by Aunt Jiang's family to thank me.
That scene was terrifying.
"Have you ever seen that kind of science fiction movie? The protagonist with super powers will be captured by a mad scientist and subjected to horrific human experiments."