: Naturally, life is full of hatred, Shui Changdong (29)

Author: Yaoli

: Naturally, life is full of hatred, Shui Changdong (29)

The image of Yan Ran standing under the eaves appeared in his mind uncontrollably. He pursed his lips vigorously and lowered his eyes to cover the emotions inside.

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As soon as she returned to the warm living room, Yan Ran almost jumped for joy. Finally, there was no dark food to irritate her!

Yan Ran's happy life has just begun!

Say goodbye to all work!

Say hello to all your worries!

Yan Ran threw herself onto the soft bed and rolled around happily, finally able to enjoy a life alone!

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

As soon as he walked in, the originally beautiful and harmonious atmosphere was suddenly broken, time seemed to have stagnated, and unspeakable embarrassment flowed in the silent space.

Later, it was Fu's mother who broke the weird atmosphere first, "You're back? Have you eaten? If not, I'll ask Auntie to cook the noodles for you."

Fu Ji said he didn't eat anything and put the food aside. Fu's mother saw it and frowned: "I'll come back when I get back. What do you want to bring?"

She said this, but she didn't mean to see it. She felt unlucky for everything about Fu Ji.

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

Fu Ji finally spoke and said the first words he said after entering the door: "It's not for you, it's for me."

These are all his.

Fu's mother frowned when she heard this, as if Fu Ji was an eyesore.

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

Auntie quickly prepared the noodles, which were hot and fragrant.

After finishing the noodles, Father Fu said coldly: "You know you're coming back, but you don't know you thought you died outside."

Fu Ji's expression didn't change. He picked up the bags, turned around and went upstairs.

Being ignored, Fu's father slapped the table angrily: "Look at what he looks like! He's almost going against the grain. He stays out all year round. If you have the guts to celebrate the New Year, don't come back. He's so unlucky every day. What the hell?

It’s as if someone owes him, how could I give birth to such a white-eyed wolf that I don’t even know how to raise?”

Fu Ji didn't hear what he said clearly. He had already gone upstairs. The sound insulation was good and his ears were much clearer.

When he returned to the room, dust came to his face. This room had not been cleaned for a long time. Maybe no one had entered this room since he left home. It seemed that there was some kind of virus in his room.

Same.

Fu Ji stretched out his hand and touched it. His hands were covered with ashes, and his eyes as dark as a cold night were filled with a layer of gloom.

He cleaned it casually, but the quilt smelled musty because it had not been left in the sun for a long time.

The Fu family is not poor, even rich. Although it is not as good as the Yan family, it can still be considered a wealthy family. But when they meet Fu Ji, they are not willing to spend any more energy, even if it is just a sentence.

On the first night after returning home, Fu Ji walked back and forth, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He thought that the bed was too hard and the quilt smelled bad. After lying there for half the night, his body was still cold.

The bed in Yan Ran's room is soft and the quilt is as light as feathers. It is fragrant and full of sunshine.

Yan Ran's body is very soft, his hands are warm, his feet are warm, and his whole body is warm. It is very comfortable to hold him, and his body will also become warm.

He thought that Yan Ran wasn't that annoying after all.

[Ding! The villain’s darkness has reached 60%!]

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

When it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Fu Ji went down and they had already eaten.

Fu's mother kept greeting Fu Yi and kept picking up food for him, as if she was afraid that he wouldn't be full.

And Fu Yi always had a gentle smile on his face. If you ignore the uninvited guest Fu Ji, it would really be a scene of family 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 dining table, not even his bowls and chopsticks.

Fu Ji seemed to have realized what he was doing, and he seemed to be blaming his aunt, but his tone was not serious: "Auntie, you forgot to add bowls and chopsticks to Xiao Ji."

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

Fu Ji sat down. All the dishes on the table were Fu Ji's favorites, and there was no one that Fu Ji liked.

Perhaps Fu's mother felt embarrassed, so she gave Fu Ji a small plate of salmon as compensation: "It's true that you didn't even know you were coming down from the New Year's Eve dinner."

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

He was motionless, neither speaking nor moving his chopsticks. He was extremely abrupt, and his pupils were so dark that they were like abyss.

Father Fu was disgusted when he saw Fu Ji's gloomy and lifeless look, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Fu Ji, don't show off to us during the Chinese New Year. If you don't want to stay at this house, you can leave."

Fu's mother didn't say anything, and her face didn't look good.

Fu Yi gently tried to persuade him: "Dad, don't be angry during the Chinese New Year. This is Xiao Ji's character."

Father Fu suppressed his anger and in the end did not say too harsh words because of the Chinese New Year.

Fu Yi looked at Fu Yi like a good brother: "Xiao Ji, you've been away for so long and haven't come home. My parents actually miss you too. I want to apologize to my parents first. As a family, there's nothing wrong with me."

A hurdle that cannot be overcome.”

After saying that, Fu Ji remained silent. He poured the salmon on the plate into the trash, then stood up. Under everyone's gaze, he turned over the table with a flip of his hand.

There was a crackling sound, deafening.

Fu's mother screamed in surprise, and everyone was caught off guard. Their bodies were covered with soup and water, and they were in a panic.

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

Father Fu roared: "Fu Ji!!!"

Fu Ji looked at them leisurely, as if he felt that their expressions were particularly funny at this moment. He bent his eyes and laughed, and a deep and terrifying laughter came from his throat, which made people feel chilly.

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, a family?"

He smiled happily, but there was a cold mockery in it that made everyone present's expressions change.

Father Fu's face turned red with anger, and he pointed with trembling fingers at the man who seemed to be crazy.

"You! You! Are you crazy!"

"Yes, I'm just crazy. In your eyes, don't I just have a mental illness? Aren't you happy that I'm crazy now?"

There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were so bright, his shoulders were shaking, his neck was red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he was telling a very good joke, and he was laughing so hard that he couldn't listen.

Fu Ji: Back off, I'm going crazy
Chapter completed!