The gain outweighs the loss.
If it were Ji Fanling herself, she would rather walk two kilometers back and forth every time she takes a shower than swallow this breath.
...
But she is still with Lu Yan.
Ji Fanling finally returned to the rental house with a head full of bubbles, boiled a pot of hot water, mixed it with tap water, bent over the basin, and randomly rinsed the shampoo off her head.
After walking on the road for too long, the tips of my hair were frozen into icicles, and the ice particles fell off every time I stroked them.
Ji Fanling didn't have a hairdryer himself. After washing his hair, he would use the public hairdryer in the bathhouse to dry it before returning. Today, he had nothing to do.
It would be great if I could go to Fu Yingcheng's house and give him a blowjob.
...
What is she thinking?
When Ji Fanling lay down on the bed, the quilt was wet, his head was wet, and even his underwear was half dry. There was no heat all over his body, as if he was soaked in a pool of sticky cold moisture.
Throughout the day, Huang Lili endured the neighbor upstairs, and the neighbor upstairs endured the bathhouse aunt.
Damn it.
Extremely moldy.
Ji Fanling was about to fall asleep when the door suddenly banged. The young couple in Room 1 came back, playing and laughing in the living room. They entered the bedroom, and there was only a non-soundproof wall between them and Ji Fanling. Hitting is called again.
If it were the former Ji Fanling, this laugh would have little impact, and it would not be much different from Ji Guoliang's swearing and yelling when gambling.
Perhaps it was because Fu Yingcheng's house was so quiet that she was a little uncomfortable with the noise. She was about to fall asleep and was awakened by the sound of rumbling water.
Because it is a shared house, the toilet is equipped with an old-fashioned squat pit, and the water tank is installed at a high place. When someone flushes the water, it is particularly noisy at night.
Just fell asleep and was woken up by the sound of water.
I just fell asleep and was woken up by the neighbor laughing.
Just as I fell asleep, I was awakened by the sound of water again.
Three or four times in a row.
Ji Fanling turned over several times in the quilt and covered her ears. She was so angry that she felt like she was about to explode. She felt uncomfortable no matter how much she lay down.
She quickly opened the quilt and turned on her phone.
It's already half past four in the morning.
Ji Fanling's throat felt itchy and she wanted to smoke a cigarette. She stood up and rummaged through the drawers by the light of her mobile phone. Then she remembered that she had been with Fu Yingcheng for a long time and was used to not carrying cigarettes on her body.
She even.
I haven't thought about smoking for a long time.
Ji Fanling fell back on the bed and lay numbly.
The screen of the mobile phone automatically goes off, and the three windowless walls stand in black, so cramped that they are about to fall down.
The strange emotions that had been suppressed for a while finally showed up in the middle of the night, spreading quickly like thorns in the darkness.
In the past, her life was the same everywhere. Even if she slept on the bed at home, she might be woken up by a slap in the face. There was never a place that could give her a safe and warm sense of belonging.
It was because she had never had such a feeling that when she always thought of Fu Yingcheng at first, she didn't know why.
Ji Fanling covered her eyes with her palms and was silent for a long time before suddenly laughing.
She is really crazy.
I feel homesick for the first time in my life.
What I was thinking about was... other people's homes.
*
the next day.
As expected, Ji Fanling had a fever.
She really couldn't get up, and she couldn't go to work with a high fever, so she had to ask Lu Yan to ask for leave for her. She lay in bed all day, dizzy and dry from the fever.
Because I hadn't eaten, my stomach hurt terribly, and I couldn't sleep well.
In the evening, the man in Room 2 came back. He seemed to want to borrow something from her. He knocked on her door for a long time and talked intermittently.
Ji Fanling was half asleep when he heard the ringtone of his cell phone.
The ringing rang for a long time before she woke up completely. She struggled to open her eyes and picked up the phone.
The caller ID on the phone showed it was Fu Yingcheng.
The urgent vibrations of the phone penetrated the palm of my hand.
Very suddenly.
It makes the tip of one's nose suddenly sore.
For a moment, Ji Fanling almost wanted to ask him if he could stay at his house for a few more days.
but.
This fucking thing makes people...how can I say it out loud.
Fu Yingcheng didn't owe her anything.
As a classmate, I have really done my best to be benevolent and righteous.
Ji Fanling was about to answer the call, but a cough suddenly came up in his throat. After coughing for a while, he found that his throat was really hoarse, so he had to hang up the phone.
She opened WeChat and sent a question mark.
None of my business: [? ]
None of my business: [Is something wrong? ]
A long time passed, so long that Ji Fanling thought Fu Yingcheng would not reply to her.
WeChat rang.
...
c: [Wrong dialing. ]
*
Three days later.
Jiuzhou Group Headquarters, top floor, conference room.
Only the host side of the conference room was occupied, and everyone was silent.
The leading man wore a dark shirt and a dark silver tie. He lowered his eyes and flipped through the documents without saying a word.
The sound of turning pages one after another echoed in the dead silence of the conference room.
Maversis Biotechnology Company, which specializes in research and development, happened to be in China for an inspection. They originally scheduled a short meeting at five o'clock, but now it is already five o'clock, but the other party is still missing.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Fu's air pressure has been abnormally low these days, but the other party still hit the muzzle of the gun.
"Mr. Fu, the call is open."
Secretary Wen walked into the conference room: "It's raining and there's a traffic jam on the elevated highway. The other party said they'll be there in ten minutes."
Fu Yingcheng turned his wrist and looked at his watch: "Tell them, just wait. Ten minutes. "
Ten minutes later, Fu Yingcheng stood up on time, picked up the documents and left the table, and others followed suit.
As soon as I walked out of the conference room, I heard hurried footsteps accompanied by shouts: "Mr. Fu!" "Mr. Fu!" "Please wait!"