He rested his arms on the sink, with veins popping out on the backs of his hands. He lowered his eyes and panted, and large drops of water fell down his chin.
The face in the mirror was completely different from before.
Indifference and calmness are like water broken by stones, and the emotions in the dark eyes are surging, including self-blame, anger, violence, panic, and deep-seated fear...like a cold snake spitting out cold snake messages, slowly crawling across the human spine.
During the time she was unconscious.
The scars that had been sealed for years were torn open again bloody, stinging, and overwhelming, enough to make people lose their minds.
Fu Yingcheng walked to the bedside, opened the drawer, took out a bottle of medicine, poured out a few pills, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them whole.
He sat on the edge of the bed, covering his eyes with his palms, breathing slowly and calmly.
After a long time, he exhaled, opened his eyes, and put away the medicine bottle.
Suddenly he noticed something else, and his eyes, which were already calm, set off a new wave.
There were still wet marks on his thighs.
The traces of moisture in the suit pants made of dark fabric are particularly obvious.
…the traces of where she had sat.
Moist, hot, and soft to the touch, the water penetrated the fabric from her body and touched his thighs.
Plus her skin color.
Lined by dark fabrics, it should be shockingly white.
...
Fu Yingcheng closed his eyes and stood up to look for a cigarette.
*
Ji Fanling didn't take the fainting thing to heart.
Hypoglycemia? It's an old problem, and this isn't the first time I've fainted.
Her knees were quite bruised, but this level of bump was nothing to her, so she went to work as usual the next day.
If Fu Yingcheng hadn't been involved in this matter, she would have forgotten it long ago.
but.
During the lunch break on the second day, Ji Fanling finished the lunch box in several mouthfuls and lay on the table. He wanted to rest his arm on his head and squint for a while, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
The scene in front of her was still the scene where Fu Ying presented her with milk.
Behind him is a simple and cold background wall. The man is standing in front of the sofa. His usually flat white shirt is soaked and stuck to his body, revealing his thin and powerful lines.
He handed over the cup and looked away, with no emotion on his face, as if he just handed her a piece of paper.
The milk is hot and honey is added.
Ji Fanling licked his lower lip.
It seems that the sweetness is still lingering on the lips.
...
Think about it carefully, this time, plus the last time I went to the hospital for stomach pain.
Fu Yingcheng seemed to be very nice to her.
Even a little, too good.
The phone vibrated, and a message came from Zhou Sui:
[Have you read the news? ]
[Isn't this Fu Yingcheng? ]
[Good news. Congratulations to Fu Yingcheng, the city's outstanding entrepreneur, for winning the National Charity Award again! ]
He couldn't fall asleep at first, so Ji Fanling simply sat up and clicked on the link.
"Mr. Fu Yingcheng, the founder of Jiuzhou Medical, has won titles such as "Top Ten Philanthropists in the Country", "National Outstanding Entrepreneur" and "Advanced Individual in Beiwan City". The student aid project under his name, the Wind Chime Plan, is only In 2022, 320 million yuan will be donated to support education, and a total of 47 hope primary schools will be established to help 34,000 students from disadvantaged families..."
Ji Fanling: "..." Damn it, 300 million yuan.
She knew that Fu Yingcheng was rich, and it was impossible to hire a driver to drive the Maybach without money.
But she didn't know Fu Yingcheng was so rich.
The accompanying picture shows several students who were admitted to Dashan with his support in September, holding the admission notice from University B, taking a group photo with Fu Yingcheng on the red carpet in front of the auditorium.
They held a string of wind chimes together, which was a gift containing gratitude. Several students from all over the world collected shells or jade from their hometowns, designed, produced, and presented it to Fu Yingcheng.
Ji Fanling enlarged the picture and identified it carefully.
...Yes, it was the one hanging in the corner of her bedroom.
She used to lie in bed and hear the tinkling of wind chimes, and had a fleeting thought that Fu Yingcheng could also hang decorations at home.
I didn't expect that it wasn't a decoration, it was a luxury item.
Luxury goods worth 320 million.
Zhou Sui: [I never imagined that Fu Yingcheng would be so enthusiastic about charity. ]
[You know, he doesn't like to go around giving lectures to people like Chen Jun. ]
[He is rude, indifferent, a little withdrawn, and always keeps to himself. ]
[Now I really feel that I have misunderstood him. Ji
Fanling was a little surprised when he saw the news at first.
But now it all makes sense.
Fu Yingcheng agreed to let her live in his home, took her to the hospital late at night, rushed into the bathroom and took her out. To him, this was basically charity.
In his eyes, she was just another version of a mountain kid, and he might not even expect her to pay back the money.
It turns out that it was never mutual help between old classmates.
It's just him's one-sided...
sympathy.
Ji Fanling pursed her lips, suppressed the subtle emotions in her heart, and changed the topic.
It's none of your business: [Speaking of winning awards, I remember that when I died, the school was evaluating the city's top three students. ]
None of your business: [Did he comment later? ]
Suisui Ping'an: [No. ]
Suisui Ping'an: [In the end, I gave it to Li Bohang from Class 1. ]
Ji Fanling's lowered eyelashes trembled silently: [Actually, it doesn't matter. ]
Suisui Ping'an: [Yes, for the current Fu Yingcheng. ]
Suisui Ping An: [Those criticisms and objections back then, in retrospect, are just like jokes. ]
*
At 10:30 in the evening, Zhao Sanchuan's food stall got off work on time, and Ji Fanling was the last to clean up the garbage in the outdoor greenhouse.
The foreman Huang Lili stood aside, shaking the key ring on her finger: "Quick, quick, I'm going to lock the door!"