Before the photo could be posted...she died.
Ji Fanling couldn't help but take out his fake certificate from his pocket, raised his head to compare it in the light, and clicked his tongue: "Your friend's certificate is quite genuine."
"It's true."
"I know, when others ask , I said it was true."
"..."
The man came over and took the fake certificate from her hand easily: "When did you do it?" He raised his index finger and flicked it gently, looking at her sideways. :
"... He can also do illegal things. He is very courageous."
Ji Fanling reacted: "... Is what he did real? Can he print real money?"
"Quite good at thinking about it." Fu Yingcheng walked into the kitchen. , cut up the fake certificate she applied for with scissors and threw it into the trash can.
Ji Fanling looked away guiltily and stuffed his A student ID card deep into his pocket.
...Fortunately, I didn't take it out just now, otherwise he would have cut it.
Su Lingqing washed her hands and refused to leave. While Fu Yingcheng went to the study to put the documents, he enthusiastically invited himself to stay for dinner and slipped into the kitchen: "You sit down while I serve the food myself."
He said that he served it himself. As a result, I searched the two cabinets high up but couldn't find the bowl.
After all, Ji Fanling was not the master. He was too embarrassed to just sit there. He stood up and walked over, opened the drawer below, and took out three bowls: "Here they are."
"Oh, the place has changed? It was above before." Su Lingqing said meaningfully. He glanced at the top of her head.
Ji Fanling: "..."
The girl was particularly sensitive to other people's malicious glances, and said with a straight face, "I'm 165."
Su Lingqing smiled without exposing her, looked down, and returned the bowl in her hand: "This is not the bowl Fu Yingcheng eats from."
Ji Fanling said, "?"
"He is difficult to take care of. He only eats from the same bowl." Su Lingqing bent down and rummaged in the cupboard.
"I gave him that bowl when he moved. This is the only gift that caught his eye after all these years. I got it with great effort. It's an eight-sided pear white bowl with Song Dynasty inscriptions. It's so beautiful."
Ji Fanling: "... ..."
The angular white bowl made a crisp sound when it was broken on the ground. It was especially memorable along with Fu Yingcheng's words - "It's so ugly that it makes me feel flustered, and even eating makes me lose my appetite."
Ji Fanling held his shoulders silently: "Stop looking for it."
Su Lingqing: "Why?"
Ji Fanling: "I threw that bowl."
Su Lingqing: "..."
Su Lingqing stiffened for a while, then forced a smile and said: " It's okay, it just fell. So what bowl is he using now, this one?"
He looked at the pattern of the bowl in his hand and squinted to taste it: "It's very delicate, is it a painted pottery from Sweden's Rostrand..."
"No."
Ji Fanling said slowly, "I bought it from the supermarket for 66 yuan. The second set is half price."
Su Lingqing: "..." The smile disappeared completely.
*
Normally Ji Fanling and Fu Yingcheng eat together and hardly speak.
Ji Fanling is accustomed to eating as quickly as possible when there is food, but Fu Yingcheng is a bit silent about eating and sleeping.
Su Lingqing was different. He talked to three people by himself. There was no need to talk about work. He just picked some interesting things while on a business trip. For example, he went out to eat with two technicians and ordered blindly because he couldn't understand the menu. After waiting for a long time, I watched the waiter bring three bottles of pre-dinner wine and a bouquet of flowers. If Fu Yingcheng had been here, this kind of thing would not have happened. Such a ruthless man who said he would go back to China...
Ji Fanling absentmindedly said Listening, I couldn't help but look at Fu Yingcheng a few more times.
The man wears thin-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses, moves slowly when eating, is gentle and cold, and doesn't pay attention to others.
Su Lingqing said he liked that bowl, and Fu Yingcheng said he didn't. One of the two people was always lying.
With Fu Yingcheng's character, if she really liked that bowl, she would definitely not let her go easily.
Maybe, he only used that bowl to eat every time Su Lingqing came, causing Su Lingqing to think that the gift he gave was very popular...
Ji Fanling finished her reasoning confidently and ate with her head down.
It's just that the hair hanging down by the ears is a bit annoying, and she shovels it into her mouth time and time again.
Unable to bear it, the girl took out a rubber band from her pocket, stretched it on her fingertips, grabbed some hair with her backhand, and tied it back.
Su Lingqing was still talking: "You don't know, Fu Yingcheng doesn't bring an interpreter when he goes out to discuss business. When will I have a brain like this..." When he caught a glimpse of Ji Fanling's face, he was confused and whistled subconsciously.
A loud sound.
Ji Fanling: "?"
To be honest, Su Lingqing was a little disappointed when she first met Ji Fanling.
There is nothing attractive about her. She is a skinny little girl with long hair covering her eyes. She is wearing an ugly and old men's jacket. She has no sense of existence. It is difficult to find her back if she is lost in a crowd.
Perhaps she was really the child of a relative or friend, and she was asked to be taken care of temporarily by Fu Ying, making his trip in vain.
Until she tied up her hair and revealed her full face.
...
It makes people's eyes light up instantly.
Wow.
She has long eyelashes and shallow eyes, the ends of her eyes hang coldly and narrowly, and her lips are tightly pursed.
Pale and plain.
Like the ice crystals forming on the glass windows in early winter, it makes people feel distressed for no reason.
I don't know if she controlled her diet too much, but the girl was unhealthy and thin. Compared with her peers, her bones were too light, and her facial features had an indelible childishness, and she still looked like she had not yet grown up.
But it's enough to make people wonder how moving she will look in a year or two when she fully grows.
Su Lingqing wanted to say something else, but suddenly noticed the cold gaze cast by the man next to her.
"My home is not a hospital." Fu Yingcheng looked at him and said in a cold voice:
"——If you have a disease in your mouth, go and get it treated."
*
After dinner, Ji Fanling felt that Su Lingqing might have to talk to Fu Yingcheng alone, and picked up Sleeve to the kitchen to wash dishes.