Chapter 38 Stroll

"You embarrassed me." He said.

Shen Zhi's eyes darkened, and his cheeks shrunk, as if he was about to get angry.

Feng Ran looked at him, sneered and said: "Isn't it true? If you pretend to be me to contact him, what will he think, how will he look at me or you? I have no contact with him at all, and I don't want to contact him, but now you insist on dragging me to have a relationship with him. Aren't you just looking for trouble?"

Shen Zhi said: "Do you not want to contact him, or do you not want him to know that I exist? If you knew that this person was him, why did you play games with him?"

Feng Ran kicked the stool and stood up. He said nothing, and he didn't think it was necessary to say anything.

Shen Zhi's groundless speculation about him should not cost anything, but he always defended it and suffered.

Feng Ran threw down a sentence: "If you doubt me and him, then go ask him. Ask his boyfriend, don't bother me."

No one responded.

The next day, Feng Ran almost forgot about it. At noon, he told Shen Zhi that he didn't need to prepare his lunch because he wanted to order takeout.

Shen Zhi ignored him, so he repeated it twice before nodding his head.

His face was cold and he didn't even look at him.

Feng Ran immediately frowned. It was a long-lost cold war.

Shen Zhi was very good at cold war.

He could go for days without saying a word to Feng Ran, completely ignoring him. When necessary, they would communicate, just like the NPCs in the game, in a businesslike, simple and efficient manner. Feng Ran was also holding his breath and refused to take the initiative to speak.

Ren He called him to ask when he would be home, and then he suddenly realized that it was the end of the year.

The first day of the Chinese New Year was in three days.

Too many things happened this year, and the end of the year was approaching. All kinds of situations went through his mind like a revolving lantern, and most of the time was wasted on tossing with Shen Zhi.

"Your birthday is tomorrow?" Ren He said, "Are you going to Hai City? Should I go there?"

Ren He was still worried about him.

Feng Ran was surprised for a second that someone remembered his birthday, and shook his head to refuse: "No."

"I bought you something, give me an address." He insisted.

"Really."

"When will you go home?"

"Maybe in a while." Or maybe not.

An ambiguous answer.

Ren He pressed on: "When is that?"

"I don't know now, I'll tell you when the time comes."

Ren He frowned and said, "'When the time comes', 'When the time comes', they always say that. Tell me the truth, is it Shen Zhi again--"

"Okay Ren He," Feng Ran clicked the mouse fiercely a few times and said, "I'll hang up if there's nothing else. I still want to play games." Ren He

cursed and Feng Ran hung up the phone.

...Why can't you understand? It's his own business, he doesn't want to trouble others, nor does he want others to get involved. As for whether he can leave Shen Zhi in the end, and how much he has to pay...that will be his choice, the cause and effect between him and Shen Zhi.

It shouldn't, shouldn't involve a third person.

Shen Zhi loves to control everything about him, monitoring his phone calls and restricting his actions. In this situation, if any one of them doesn't change, it will be a dead end. Feng

Ran started a game.

Maybe because he was in a bad mood, he was in no shape. When his teammates scolded him, he only got angry for a moment, and he was too lazy to scold back. When his own crystal exploded, he was extremely tired. His right hand was shaking and he couldn't even hold the water cup.

He stared at his palm, his eyes were sore and his vision was blurry.

The door opened, and Shen Zhi walked in and stood behind him silently.

He was wearing a headset and pretending to stare at the display screen.

"Want to go out for a walk?" Shen Zhi's voice was clearly heard.

He ignored it.

"Feng Ran." Shen Zhi moved closer.

Not moving.

Shen Zhi bent his knees and half-knelt beside him, his arms resting on the table, and said, "Feng Ran, take care of me."

Feng Ran took off his headphones: "Aren't you afraid that I will run away on the road?"

"You won't."

His expression clearly said that you can't run away.

They went to the beach.

The sea breeze came with moisture, and the golden light was divided by the coastline. Half of it was burning clouds, and the other half was sparkling waves. There were many tourists, and it was a lively scene.

They shuttled silently inside, not knowing how long and how far they had walked. At this time, Feng Ran was surprised at his good patience. In the past, he would never accompany Shen Zhi to play such a boring game that wasted time.

Chen Zhi also changed his usual docile appearance, his whole body was filled with death and his face was dull.

Chen Zhi did not speak until the sun set.

Feng Ran suddenly said: "How long will it be like this?"

"What kind of?"

"Just like you. Don't talk, do nothing, and put on a bad face."

He was too straightforward, and Chen Zhi was choked and opened his mouth, saying: "I didn't mean it that way."

"Look at what you said, did I force you?"

"Feng Ran."

"Don't mess with me," Feng Ran said, "I'm not in a good mood either."

Chen Zhi's eyes secretly peeked over, and he pretended not to know.

In fact, he was in a good mood. Getting close to nature is a great way to adjust.

Chen Zhi said: "What do you want tomorrow?"

"Me?" Feng Ran thought for a moment and realized that he was talking about birthday gifts, "You can't give me what I want."

"You really want to leave after all."

"I don't want to, don't make up rumors." He said, "But you have to be sensible."

"What do you mean?" Chen Zhi stopped.

Don't want to leave. Feng Ran thought. Or rather, don't want to leave under this situation. He has to make sure they are all fine and will be fine in the future.

He looked at Shen Zhi, his eyes reflecting the soft glow of the coast, his eyes were deep and distant, with steam rising from them, wet like a small animal. He sighed.

Shen Zhi waited for an answer. The number

of tourists gradually shrunk, and a child as small as a toddler rushed over from the darkness. No one saw it, and Feng Ran only felt that his leg was hit by a round, soft object, and he cried out.

It was a little girl, only about two years old, who could not walk steadily, with a dirty little face, and looked at them with wide eyes.

There were no people around, and the child ran from nowhere.

Feng Ran shouted, "Whose child is this?" Shen

Zhi squatted down and helped the child up from the beach, and the child leaned against him.

She was covered in mud and sand, which stuck to her snow-white clothes. Shen Zhi didn't know what to do for a moment. He wanted to pull her away, but he was afraid that she would cry, so he was in a hurry.

Feng Ran stood aside leisurely, pretending that he could not help, thinking that you have come to this day.

Shen Zhi said, "...Take a piece of paper and seal it."

The child clung to Shen Zhi's calf tightly, and he could hardly move. As the sky gradually darkened, no adults came to look for her. They had some bad guesses.

The child was shivering with cold. Feng Ran saw it and said, "Let's go, you hold her. Be careful not to catch a cold." Shen

Zhi stretched out his hand, then retracted it, very embarrassed: "I can't. How about you do it?"

"She won't let me touch her, you see." Feng Ran pretended to poke her chubby cheeks, and the child was really alert, pouting, and buried in Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi had no choice but to pick her up. Feng Ran asked him how it was. He thought for a moment and said it was a very special feeling, like holding his puppy many years ago.

Feng Ran took off his coat and put it on her body. The child didn't cry or make a fuss, and fell asleep soundly soon.

Shen Zhi said, "What should we do?"

"What can we do? Send her to the police."

"No one has come to find her for so long, and it is likely that her parents..." Shen Zhi didn't say anything.

"Then it's not something you can control. The police will find her parents, investigate and hold them accountable." Shen

Zhi didn't say anything.

It was already late at night when they came out of the police station. The police repeatedly told them that they would notify them if there was any situation, but Shen Zhi still left, looking back every few steps. The child was surprisingly well-behaved. Even when they left and woke her up from her dream, she didn't react violently. She just stared at them. Feng Ran thought about it and waved at her.

The girl also raised her little hand and waved.

As soon as Shen Zhi went out, he said, "What will happen if you can't find your parents?"

"She will go to an orphanage." Feng Ran said, "She has a problem."

"What do you mean?" Shen Zhi looked at him.

"She can't speak." Feng Ran gestured, "It seems that she can't hear much either."

At the seaside at night, a lonely mute child, perhaps everyone knows what this means, but they can't change it. Both of them fell silent.

When they were about to go home, Chen Zhi said again: "No one wanted me before. I was pushed here and there, and I ate at many people's houses, but everyone despised me."

Feng Ran warned: "Chen Zhi, I know what you are thinking, but no. You don't have that ability."

Chen Zhi said: "I just wondered, if there was someone to help me...even if there was only one person, would the result be different?"

"What result do you want?"

"When I was a child, I wanted him to die, and I wanted him to be as miserable as possible. But when that day really came - I obviously didn't have time to do anything, and he was already living a life worse than death, I didn't seem to be satisfied... Until he died, I still couldn't accept it." Shen Zhi's hands trembled slightly holding the steering wheel, "How could he die, how could he die like this?"

Feng Ran held his hand and said: "Calm down, I will drive."

Shen Zhi calmed down and said: "It's okay."

"He surrendered without a fight, but you have to let go of yourself. You didn't live to kill him."

Shen Zhi said in a depressed tone: "I don't know why I am alive anymore." He exhaled again and forced a smile, "Talk about something else."

Feng Ran asked: "What do you want to do by coming out today?"

"I just want to take a walk, with you."

"Oh."

"I've deleted him." Chen Zhi said indifferently, "I told him the reason in advance and apologized, but he didn't say anything."

"Okay."

Chen Zhi observed his expression again: "He said he would be back home soon and wanted to invite you to dinner."

Feng Ran was speechless for a while. One of Chen Zhi's problems is to test him over and over again, and every time he wants a precise and accurate answer, there can't be any ambiguity, otherwise this problem will be repeated countless times in the future.

He said in a negotiating tone: "Then what do you say?"

"I'll see what you think."

"Didn't you delete him? You didn't reply to his invitation?"

"..."

"I won't go, just reject him." "

Why?" Sure enough, it came again.

"Because I and he already have our own lives, there is no need to have any contact. I didn't like him anyway, it was just a momentary desire to win..." Feng Ran closed his mouth, "No more."

At that time, it was just that the person's real boyfriend came, and he was eager to prove something, which seemed meaningless.

"You're very good to him."

Feng Ran realized that they had been talking for such a long time, and most of it was probably about him. That person only spoke the truth, without beating around the bush or reading other people's faces, and he must have revealed a lot of past events. It was normal for Chen Zhi, who was so jealous, to overflow.

"Not even one ten-thousandth of what I do to you."

The car stopped outside the courtyard. This was Feng Ran's first time going out, and he had memorized the route.

Chen Zhi said, "It's a small gift. I don't know if you like it."

Feng Ran got out of the car with some curiosity, and saw the brand new off-road vehicle parked at the door.

He stood there, and Shen Zhi waved to him. He walked closer and opened the trunk, which was filled with hundreds of flowers, with a rich fragrance.

Feng Ran was stunned at first, and then he smiled.

I don't know if it was because of the color of the flowers, but Shen Zhi's face was flushed.

"Happy birthday." He said.

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