"That's not the case."
Ji Fanling tucked the swaying hair behind her ears, revealing the small mole on her earlobe.
"——I'm allergic to peanuts."
Chapter 10 Half Branch
When Jiang Baixing heard this, he couldn't help but have the same idea in his mind, but was denied by his own reason, and he was stunned for a while.
Ji Fanling glanced at him strangely, feeling that the child was a little dull, and then heard Fu Yingcheng quietly urging: "Aren't you leaving?"
The man stood in front of the store, looking sideways, and Ji Fanling quickly followed: "Now Where to go?"
"Buy dishes."
There is a large supermarket on the ground floor of Yuetong Plaza.
After entering the supermarket, Fu Yingcheng pushed a shopping cart and followed Ji Fanling.
But the girl put her hands in her pockets and just didn't buy anything, just like taking a walk with the uncle. After a while, she was dismissed by Fu Yingcheng and became the one pushing the cart, following him.
The man buys things neatly, rarely hesitating, as if he has made a shopping list in his mind in advance, and now he just crosses off items... Surprisingly, there are many snacks in the list, such as freeze-dried fruit cereal, large snacks, etc. Jar of nuts and chocolate.
Ji Fanling was quite happy to push the cart. It would be better to say that the gloomy mood last night disappeared the moment she saw Jiang Baixing.
Fu Yingcheng casually took a bag of walnuts and threw it into the car. Looking sideways, he saw the corners of the girl's lips curling up, and teased: "Are the noodles so delicious?"
"It's not because of the noodles."
Ji Fanling raised her chin reservedly: "It's because of the noodles. I suddenly realized that I was extra wise. "
"Because I saved him?"
Ji Fanling was surprised that he knew, but then he thought about it. At that time, her classmates must have been gossiping, and the gossip was flying everywhere. He didn't want to know. All difficult.
"It's not really a rescue." Ji Fanling gestured, "Just pushed him."
"You think, I'm not dead, and Little Xingxing is alive, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"
Under the fluorescent lamp, the girl's eyes were bright. "It has to be me."
Fu Yingcheng silently looked at the corners of her raised lips.
The girl spoke lightly and nonchalantly.
It seems that I have really made a profit without losing money, so I am satisfied.
Completely forgetting the ten years she was missing and having nothing now.
It was as if everything she suffered was just a trivial matter.
The man's eyebrows were slightly depressed, and his dark eyes were staring at her. The emotion in his eyes was so deep that it seemed like he could rub someone into it.
The emotions accumulated day and night in the past few days seemed to suddenly rise to the point where it was difficult to control myself.
Fu Yingcheng stretched out his hand out of nowhere, wanting to touch her real and vivid face.
Seeing the man's approaching hand, the girl unconsciously ducked back.
Fu Yingcheng's cell phone suddenly rang.
As if suddenly awakened, her fingertips stopped very close to her.
Fu Yingcheng's Adam's apple rolled down and he retracted his hand.
The hanging fingers were clenched tightly, and the phalanges were slightly white due to excessive exertion, and they were sunk deeply into the palms.
Ji Fanling's eyelashes fluttered: "What's wrong?"
"I ate the noodles on my face."
Fu Yingcheng paused, took out his cell phone, turned and walked away, without looking at her again.
"...Really?"
Ji Fanling touched the corner of his lips and quickly pulled up his sleeves to wipe his face.
*
On the other side, Fu Yingcheng answered the phone.
"Mr. Fu, didn't you see the message I sent you this morning? The work is not over yet? Do you have time to meet?"
The psychiatrist's voice was sincere and concerned.
But it's like a basin of biting cold water, jolting people awake from their dreams.
Fu Yingcheng closed his eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm in the company. I have a lot of things to do these days. Let's give it a try
in two days." Yang Mingzhe: "That's what you said two days ago."
Fu Yingcheng was silent, his eyes silent. Look across the shelves into the distance.
On the other side of the shelf, a girl was pushing a cart and queuing up to get bread to try.
When she was reached in line, she pointed in the direction of Fu Yingcheng, asked for an extra piece of bread, took it, and kept it in her hand.
Fu Yingcheng lowered his eyes and couldn't tell what he was feeling.
Like a person submerged in a quagmire, looking at himself calmly, soberly, and indifferently, sinking little by little.
"I know that Jiuzhou went public last year and this year is in the critical period of opening up the European market."
Yang Mingzhe advised: "But you also know that memory confusion is a serious symptom and the situation is not optimistic. There is no need for me and you to tell those lies. Today Can I meet you later?"
"No, there is a project meeting tonight..."
Fu Yingcheng just started to speak, and the promotional horn beside him suddenly sounded:
"Good news, good news! Newly arrived JJJ-class cherries from Chile. Zi! 49.9 for one box! 20% off for three boxes! "
"…What's that sound over there?"
Yang Mingzhe's gentle voice came from the side of his husband who said he was working overtime. Like his wretched wife, he asked a deafening question:
"Didn't you say you were in the company?!"
"Are you shopping in the supermarket?! Mr. Fu?!"
Fu Yingcheng: "..."
Fu Yingcheng took two steps away. , said coldly: "There are other calls coming in, hang up, and contact us next week."
"Not again next week, Mr. Fu! Mr. Fu! We have agreed to be honest with each other... Hello, hello?"
Yang Mingzhe looked at Looking at the hung-up phone interface, he lamented: "It's really terrible..."
Fu Yingcheng was still willing to go to the supermarket, but the situation was better than he imagined.
After all, in the most depressive years of his life, it seemed that all that was left in his life was work, like a machine without emotions, and he could barely survive by relying on the attention of his assistant.
But his current self-deception is nothing more than drinking poison to quench his thirst.
The moment the string in his heart breaks...
will he do something bad to that fake "Miss Ji"?