Chapter 40 Meeting

at an Appointment Feng Ran calmed down and started to speak.

"Chen Zhi, you disappoint me. I am extremely disappointed in you. I completely believed in you, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this."

"Who did you give this car to? Who is the owner? It must not be me, otherwise why was I tied up in the back?"

"I went home just to deal with things, and I didn't just say it casually when I promised to be with you."

"There is nothing between He Chuan and me, in the past or in the future, nothing. I am obviously not wrong, but you are still angry with me."

When mentioning He Chuan, Chen Zhi's expression finally relaxed: "Yes, you are too charming, and I can't do anything about you." I

don't know what he is jealous of. Like a child who has not grown up, he gets angry when he can't get candy.

Feng Ran's forehead veins jumped.

Chen Zhi took him to a shabby bungalow in the suburbs, or a studio. The huge drawing board extended all the way to the roof, which was six meters high. The walls and floors were mottled and uneven, and the original color could not be seen. They were covered with messy graffiti and splashed paint, as well as a thick layer of dust.

There aren't many rooms, but the kitchen and bathroom are fully equipped, which is enough for the two of them to live.

Compared to the studio at home, this place is obviously more artistic.

But that's not the point -

"Untie it." Feng Ran said.

"You have to live here temporarily. I'm sorry to bother you.

" Chen Zhi turned a deaf

ear to him. Feng Ran turned his back to him, and his fingers moved like butterfly wings: "Untie it for me." "This is my small base when I was in college. I saved money for several years to buy it. Sometimes I would come here with my friends at that time, but it was almost always me." Chen Zhi said absentmindedly, "I haven't been here for more than a year."

"Untie - untie - untie - for me -"

"Not now." Chen Zhi finally paid attention to him.

"Why? What does this look like!"

The straps clasped his wrists tightly together, making him unable to move.

"It's good." Chen Zhi looked at him and hooked his hands.

"It hurts a little," he said softly, but his tone was extremely tough. "Untie it quickly, my old injury hasn't healed yet, please."

Shen Zhi said reluctantly, "Okay. But actually, you are special like this..."

Feng Ran wanted to ask what was special, and then two fingers stretched into the gap between his wrists, gently hooked, and brought the whole person over, and fell into his arms.

Something is wrong... He glared at him, and Shen Zhi's eyes immediately stuck to him. He turned around and wanted to leave, but Shen Zhi said, "Don't move."

In broad daylight, he was openly acting like a hooligan.

Being at the mercy of others, Feng Ran was anxious, his face flushed, a tiger in a plain was bullied by a dog, if his hands were not unable to move, how could he be teased by Shen Zhi?

He gritted his teeth and said, "In broad daylight."

Shen Zhi's breath was close at hand, his tone and eyes were as gentle, his hand wandered on his wrist, and he continued with the second half of the sentence: "Very interesting."

...

...

Cohabitation life started in another mode.

His sister reported to him that she was safe. Ren He, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, finally intervened and acted as a brother. Feng Ran was relieved.

The two of them didn't have much money left, and they lived lavishly. He didn't care at first, until Shen Zhi couldn't afford a meal.

Surrounded by a group of waiters, he walked over awkwardly.

"There's only 23.6 yuan left in the card." He said, "Do you have any more?"

Feng Ran stopped shaking the red wine glass.

"Where would I get the money?"

Ren He scolded them when he was in an emergency. He begged and begged, and finally saved his reputation with his sister.

In addition, Ren He asked him to go home on the 15th. He didn't even say this to him.

When Shen Zhi picked up the phone, Ren He said directly: "Notify you to come back on the 15th and eat zongzi."

"...Huh?" Shen Zhi was stunned for a moment.

Feng Ran learned from his mistakes and took over the financial power.

Shen Zhi accepted it happily, but he was used to spending lavishly since he was a child, so he still didn't care.

Until Feng Ran did some calculations and came up with an astonishing figure. He walked towards the long ladder holding up his sketchbook, while Shen Zhi sat at the top, holding up his paintbrush and thinking.

"You have to adjust your spending habits, Shen Zhi."

"Why? I'm about to open. I have big and small orders on a regular basis, so I won't be short of food."

He simply demonstrated his algorithm: "I know. But, based on the speed at which you consume painting tools, food, entertainment, and car expenses every month, the speed at which you make money is actually..."

He lowered his head and wrote on the paper for a while, then looked up: "In fact, we will have nothing to eat in less than a month." Shen

Zhi was still hesitant: "But..."

He used the ultimate move: "Unless you let me go out to make money."

Shen Zhi accepted it.

Starting one day not long after, Feng Ran was bombarded with messages from He Chuan one after another.

"Where are you?"

There were only these three words, over and over again, back and forth, like a string of random programs, popping up from time to time to harass.

Feng Ran replied carefully: "I'm fine, don't worry. Live your own life."

He Chuan immediately said: "No. 23, A Road, Hai City, come to see me on Friday afternoon." Chen

Zhi's face darkened when he saw this line of words, and he didn't allow him to contact others easily.

He was worried about it and insisted that it was Ren He who leaked the information.

Feng Ran had to obey on the surface, and prayed in his heart that He Chuan would give up as soon as possible.

On Friday, Chen Zhi went to the appointment alone. He met He Chuan without telling Feng Ran.

The address He Chuan gave was a coffee shop.

The taste was too bad. He stood at the door, secretly complaining.

After entering, he saw He Chuan sitting in the corner. The look he gave him was not surprising. He got to the point with the familiar three words: "Where's Feng Ran?" Shen

Zhi said with great annoyance: "That's enough. Where Feng Ran is has nothing to do with you. I came here to ask you, how did you find Haishi?"

He Chuan stared at him with a sullen look: "If you ask, I have to tell you?"

"You don't have to tell me. You left your shop alone and came here to wait for Feng Ran every day... Don't you think your behavior is very extreme? If you do this, will he even look at you?" Shen Zhi rarely spoke so harshly. He Chuan really crossed his bottom line.

"Your attitude says it all." He Chuan always had a look that saw through him.

Chen Zhi forced a smile, picked up the coffee and took a sip, and said, "You had an affair with your college roommate, right?"

"..."

"Isn't he still very interested in you? Why don't you go back and take a look at him. What's his name?" Chen Zhi thought for two seconds, "Chu Ming. It's a good name."

"..."

He Chuan probably didn't expect that he would find out to this extent, and stared at him with cold eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, I just went there to have a drink." Chen Zhi showed his signature smile, "He Chuan, it's your freedom to like Feng Ran, and it's also my freedom for me to stop you. You've been in love before, so you should understand this, right?"

"I haven't been in love before."

"It has nothing to do with me." Chen Zhi put away his smile, "I tell you, if you come to harass us again, I will definitely be rude to you."

"What are you going to do, kill me?"

Chen Zhi's face darkened, this guy who speaks without thinking. If they were not related by blood, if he was not still concerned about the "father" recognized by physiology...

He said slowly: "I advise you not to force me."

He Chuan raised his mobile phone: "I have recorded it."

"..."

He Chuan suddenly leaned over and stared at him: "In fact, you don't love him, you only love yourself. You are pitiful, I know, but you deserve it, because you are stupid. Every action of yours pushes him further and further away. - But logically speaking, you do this because you hope that he will love you and not leave you, just like you love yourself. Unfortunately, he can always find that your love for him is pretended, fake..."

Every word he spoke was smooth and steady, just like when he uttered those short words. Connected together to form long sentences, they struck Shen Zhi's heart one by one like the low notes of classical music, making him shudder.

He stood up with a bang, lifted the tablecloth with his wrist, and the coffee cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The eyes of the whole room were focused on him because of the crisp sound.

He stood expressionlessly.

He Chuan was not used to the sudden whispers and glances, so he lowered his eyes and whispered, "You don't need to explain, time will tell."

Shen Zhi received a call from the welfare home that weekend.

They said that the child they sent to the police station that day refused to eat or drink, was extremely resistant to the new environment, and held a button tightly in his hand. The police checked the surveillance and found that it was the child who pulled it away from Shen Zhi before he left.

The welfare home hoped that they would come to see the child and help her build trust with the teacher and the director.

They finally reunited with the little girl who was abandoned on the beach that day.

The teacher led the child out. She took a bath, tied her hair into pigtails, and changed into clean clothes and pants. She looked as cute and well-behaved as ever.

Shen Zhi squatted down and opened his arms. She ran over and bumped into his arms.

He made a few signs, and the child looked at her and buried her head in his chest.

"She is very excited," the teacher explained, "When she calms down, you can try to communicate with her."

The child danced with joy, and Shen Zhi stumbled in sign language. The two sides could not communicate, so they could only stare blankly.

Feng Ran observed for a while, touched his belly and pointed to his mouth. The child responded for the first time and pointed to his mouth. Feng Ran touched his belly again.

Shen Zhi asked: "What does this mean?"

"I asked her if she was hungry, and she said she was. I said she would be hungry."

"...I remember that I didn't learn this kind."

"She doesn't know professional sign language yet, and someone will teach her slowly." The teacher said, "But generally, children of this age already have the ability to observe and think. Her non-standard "language" is a way of communication she created herself."

Feng Ran said proudly: "Yes, yes, you see, I have deciphered several of them. This is 'you', this is 'I', this is 'hungry', and there are also 'hello' and 'bye'."

The teacher was surprised. He explained: "I worked as a volunteer for a few years before, so I understand it better."

After his father was in debt, a family sold the child. The child was repeatedly abandoned. After several years, Feng Ran met him in an orphanage.

The child suffered a great blow and could no longer speak.

Feng Ran began to learn sign language at that time, slowly communicated with him, and took him out of the lonely world of being alone.

What a wonderful thing fate is. When he cried and hugged the screaming and struggling child who tried to reject him, he never thought that today would come.

Chen Zhi also looked back at him: "It's amazing, I haven't heard you say that."

"Well, it's not worth talking about." Feng Ran turned to look at the teacher, "The police didn't say what happened to her family?"

"I don't know, but it's basically certain that her parents are not locals. The clothes, pants, and shoes she was wearing when she got lost were all from more than ten years ago, and they are only available in the northwest. The label has a word "Ruo", which is probably the name her parents gave her." "Maybe

we are from the same hometown." Feng Ran touched her head, but was avoided by her in disgust.

Shen Zhi felt even more compassionate and said: "You haven't found detailed information about her parents, the kind that can confirm their identity."

"If you can't find it, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Most children are resting at this time, so they took her out to play in the mud. Feng Ran rolled the mud into round balls, and the children poked them and they fell apart.

He took out a candy from his pocket. The child was innocent. After tasting the sweetness, she finally got closer to him, but only a little bit, limited to letting him hold her hand, touch her head, etc. She almost always stuck to Shen Zhi.

"You are quite popular with children."

"Yes," the teacher said with emotion, "She is a little withdrawn and usually doesn't play with other teachers' children. This is the first time I see her so happy. When I first walked in, I thought you were her relative or friend." Shen

Zhi said with pity: "Brother comes to see you every week."

Feng Ran laughed on the side: "You can be her father, and brother."

The child was tired of playing, and the visiting time was about to come. Shen Zhi coaxed her to sleep, and the two left.

Coming out of the welfare home, Feng Ran sighed and said: "She is already three years old, I thought she was at most two years old. She is thin and disabled. It is not surprising that such a child was abandoned by irresponsible parents."

"Just because of physical defects, it is not much different from killing people to cruelly throw them on the beach."

"Yes."

They went home in the misty night, each thinking about their own things. No one saw the figure at the intersection, and they were frozen with the shutter, and then disappeared in the fog.