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Chapter 29

The appearance of Yan Ran standing under the eaves appeared uncontrollably in his mind, his lips were pursed forcefully, and his eyes were lowered, covering the emotions inside.

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As soon as she got back to the warm living room, Yan Ran almost jumped up and down happily, finally there was no need to take care of her in the dark!

Yan Ran's happy life has just begun!
Say goodbye to all work!
Say hi hi to all your troubles!
Yan Ran threw herself onto the soft bed, rolled around happily, and finally could enjoy a life alone!

As soon as Fu Ji arrived home, he just opened the door, and before he walked in, he heard laughter and laughter inside, he paused, and then walked in.

As soon as he walked in, the original beautiful and harmonious atmosphere was suddenly broken, time seemed to be frozen, and indescribable embarrassment flowed in the silent space.

Later, it was Fu's mother who broke the weird atmosphere first, "Are you back? Have you eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, I'll ask auntie to cook the noodles for you."

Fu Ji said he didn't eat, and put the food aside, Fu's mother saw it and frowned: "I will come when I come back, bring anything."

That's what she said, but she didn't have any intention of looking at it. She felt unlucky about everything about Fu Ji.

If Yan Ran hadn't bought it for him, he wouldn't even have brought it with him, and would have just returned empty-handed.

Fu Ji finally opened his mouth and said the first sentence from entering the door: "It's not for you, it's mine."

These are his.

Mother Fu frowned, as if Fu Ji was an eyesore.

Fu Yi sat quietly by the side and looked at him, without saying a word, staying out of the way.

The aunt quickly made the noodles, which were warm and fragrant.

After eating the noodles, Fu's father said coldly: "I still know I'm back, those who don't know I think I died outside."

Fu Ji's expression remained unchanged, he took the bags of things, turned around and went upstairs.

Being ignored, Father Fu slapped the table angrily: "Look at his appearance! It's almost the opposite of the sky, he is outside all year round, and don't come back if there is a feeling of Chinese New Year, he is so unlucky every day, what a mess!" As if someone owed him, how did I give birth to such a white-eyed wolf that I can't even raise well!"

Fu Ji didn't hear clearly what was said later, he had already gone upstairs, the sound insulation was good, and his ears were much cleaner.

When he returned to the room, the dust hit his face. This house has not been cleaned for a long time. Maybe since he left home, no one has stepped into this room again. It seems that his room has some kind of virus Same.

Fu Ji stretched out his hand to touch it, his hand was covered with ashes, his eyes as deep as the cold night were stained with gloom.

He cleaned it casually, and the quilt smelled musty because it hadn't been dried for a long time.

The Fu family is not poor, even rich. Although it is not as good as the Yan family, it is still considered a wealthy family, but when it comes to Fu Ji, they are unwilling to spend a little more energy, even if it is just a matter of one sentence.

On the first night after returning home, Fu Ji went back and forth, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He thought, this bed is too hard, and the quilt doesn't smell good. After lying in bed in the middle of the night, his body is still cold.

The bed in Yan Ran's room is soft, and the quilt is as light as a feather, very fragrant, full of the smell of sunshine.

Yan Ran's body is very soft, his hands are hot, his feet are hot, his whole body is warm, it is very comfortable to hug, and his body will also become hot.

He thought, it seemed that Yan Ran wasn't that annoying either.

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 60%!]

The next day Fu Ji slept until noon, but no one woke him up, and he didn't go down either.

Fu Ji didn't go down until the New Year's Eve dinner, and they had already eaten.

Fu's mother kept booing and asking about Fu Yi's health, and kept adding food to him, as if she was afraid that he would not have enough to eat.

And Fu Yi always had a gentle smile on his face. If Fu Ji, the uninvited guest, was ignored, it would really be a scene of family and reunion.

Fu Yi saw Fu Ji and said with a smile, "Xiao Ji, come and eat quickly, I'm missing you."

Fu Ji stood still, because there was no place for him on the table, not even his bowl and chopsticks.

Fu Ji seemed to have just reacted, and seemed to blame his aunt, but his tone was not serious: "Auntie, you forgot to add more bowls and chopsticks to Xiao Ji."

Auntie added it in a hurry, she almost forgot that there was a second young master in the Fu family.

Fu Ji sat down, and the dishes on the table were all Fu Ji's favorite, and none of them liked Fu Ji.

Fu's mother might feel embarrassed, and she gave Fu Ji a small plate of salmon as compensation: "You are really too, you don't even know you are coming down for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Glancing at the salmon on the plate, Fu Ji didn't eat it because he was allergic to seafood.

He didn't move, didn't speak or move his chopsticks, he couldn't do it abruptly, his pupils were too dark like an abyss.

When Father Fu saw Fu Ji's gloomy and lifeless look, he hated it, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Fu Ji, don't put on faces for us during the Chinese New Year. If you don't want to stay in this house, you can leave."

Mother Fu didn't speak, and her face was not good-looking.

Fu Yi gently persuaded him: "Dad, don't be angry when you celebrate the Chinese New Year, Xiaoji's character is just like this."

Father Fu held back his anger, but in the end he didn't say anything too harsh because of the Chinese New Year.

Fu Yi faced Fu Yi, acting like a good brother: "Xiao Ji, you have been away for so long and haven't come home, and your parents actually miss you very much, so I apologize to my parents first, the family, there is nothing wrong with you." An impenetrable hurdle."

After finishing speaking, Fu Ji remained silent. He dumped the salmon on the plate into the trash, then got up, and under everyone's gaze, he flipped his hands over and threw the table over.

There was a crackling sound, deafening.

Mother Fu let out an exclamation, and everyone was caught off guard. They were covered in soup, and they were in a panic.

A good New Year's Eve dinner was completely ruined.

Father Fu roared: "Fu Ji!!!"

Fu Ji looked at them leisurely, and seemed to feel that their expressions were particularly funny at the moment, and he smiled with his eyes bent, and a low and terrifying laugh came out of his throat, which made people feel chills.

A pair of slightly dark black eyes were unfathomable, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

After a while, he tilted his head and said with a half-smile: ""A family?Hahahahaha, family? "

He smiled happily, but there was a kind of cold mockery in it, which made the faces of everyone present change.

Father Fu's face turned red from anger, and he pointed at the crazy person with trembling fingers.

"You! You! Are you crazy!"

"Yeah, I'm crazy. In your eyes, I'm just mentally ill? Aren't you happy that I'm crazy now?"

There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were terribly bright, his shoulders were shaking, his neck was flushed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he had told a very good joke, and he couldn't bear to laugh.

　Fu Ji: Back off, I'm going crazy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)