Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

Chapter 56

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The emotions that had been borne for a long time finally erupted at this moment, as if all the depression that had been borne by pretending to be calm these days was poured out all at once.

Wen Ruan looked at Fu Zhihuan in front of him with red eyes, with mixed emotions, but still had to pretend to be decisive and indifferent.

She took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and wiped the crystals at the corners of her eyes fiercely, and said in a cold voice that she had rehearsed countless times in her heart: "Don't follow me."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath, turned around neatly, and walked forward resolutely.

It wasn't until Wen Ruan left the bar that the slightly chilly evening wind outside was blowing down his neck, and Wen Ruan's anger that made him feel restless just now was slightly suppressed.

She rubbed her hands, glanced left and right at the alley next to her, and was about to walk out of this street before taking a taxi.

Night has fallen.

The further you go out, the less traffic becomes.

The emotions that were ups and downs just now gradually calmed down.

However, after calming down, it made her heart feel even more uncomfortable. After the anger dissipated, the prickly sadness in her heart surged up again, and her nose felt sore.

What I said just now was so serious.

It's almost like leaving no room at all.

The wind is getting stronger.

Originally, she was only wearing a short skirt and high heels today, and because of the influence of her heart, Wen Ruan felt a chill all over her body, which made her fold her arms involuntarily.

She sniffled.

Forget it, stop thinking about it.

What's the point of losing a Fu Zhihuan, the big deal is that I secretly spend my wallet to raise a handsome little fresh meat, changing one a month, anyway, I'm divorced now, and my single life is bright!

Making excuses for herself like this, Wen Ruan felt a little better.

She thought so, so she raised her head proudly, with a look of seeing through the world of mortals, and by the way, quickened her pace.

But after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped at a telegraph pole not far away.

Then be quiet for three seconds, then squat down.

Still so sad.

It's all Fu Zhihuan's fault, when she finally wanted to give up, she ran up to him to make a pose.

He really is a wicked vixen!

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, resisting the rising desire to cry, patted her cheek, and straightened up.

"Ah Qiu!"

As soon as he stood up, he sneezed very loudly.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her nose. Before she could stop, she felt a piece of clothing on her body.

Wen Ruan was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, he looked down—

It's a men's black jacket.

She could clearly feel that there was a person standing behind her. Although the person was silent, she could still feel the generous shadow covering her body.

Wen Ruan took a deep breath and turned his head.

Standing behind her, Fu Zhihuan saw her looking back at him, so he gently withdrew his hand, put it in his pocket, and took a step back.

Wen Ruan: "Didn't I ask you not to follow me?"

Fu Zhihuan nodded, and lied without changing his face: "Well, so I was passing by."

"..."

Wen Ruan was so angry that his teeth itch, but for some reason, the moment he saw Fu Zhihuan, most of the grievances and discomforts in his mind disappeared.

She tore off the coat and slammed it on Fu Zhihuan's chest: "Thank you, I don't need it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around angrily, and then walked forward.

However, the sound of footsteps followed behind him all the time, and never disappeared.

Finally, after walking half the street, Wen Ruan couldn't bear it any longer: "Passing by, right? Or I'll let you go first?"

Fu Zhihuan thought for a while, then refused: "No."

no

Wen Ruan choked with anger.

Why didn't I realize that this person was so unreasonable before.

"Why can't it work?"

"Because I lied to you when I said passing by." Fu Zhihuan was very calm: "I am following you."

It's pretty straightforward.

Wen Ruan was laughed angrily, she crossed her hips, raised her voice and repeated plausibly: "Mr. Fu, do you need me to repeat what I just said? The two of us..."

"I understand."

"You understand and still look like this?"

"Um."

Fu Zhihuan interrupted, he raised his eyelids, under the long eyelashes like feathers, a pair of calm and deep eyes could not see the slightest emotion: "So now I am messing around and shameless—"

"Pursuing you."

All the wind seemed to calm down at this moment, and even the leaves that were still rustling just now became quiet at this moment.

Wen Ruan sniffled and asked, "What if I refuse."

"There will be countless more."

Fu Zhihuan laughed: "I have a thick skin."

Wen Ruan gritted her teeth, and her tone was a little angry: "Then you should be generous."

Fu Zhihuan was not annoyed at all, but nodded and said with a low smile, "Yes."

"..."

Wen Ruan didn't say a word, just took a deep look at him, then folded his arms without saying a word, turned around and continued walking towards the intersection.

The footsteps behind him followed as always.

This picture seemed a little familiar.

It's like the day I just went to Jiangcheng, I dragged my suitcase and walked on the street with Fu Zhihuan one after the other.

But now, it has become another scene.

"Hoo hoo—"

The wind that had subsided just now started to make noise again.

The attack was more ferocious than before, as if exaggerating the sad and regrettable atmosphere at this moment.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo—"

Damn, it's so cold.

The atmosphere is rendered too much.

Wen Ruan's face wished to be wrinkled by the strong wind, the weather in Tong City could be urgent, and the momentum seemed to change seasons tomorrow.

Wen Ruan closed her eyes, paused her steps, reached out to touch the twitching eyebrows, then turned her head again, looking at the man behind her aggressively.

Fu Zhihuan stopped and looked at her calmly.

Wen Ruan had no expression on his face, he just took a sudden step towards Fu Zhihuan, then stretched out his hand and tore off the clothes on his arms, and put them back on himself.

A little warmer and finally saved.

Satisfied with this smooth movement, she turned around and continued walking.

Fu Zhihuan laughed dumbly.

Wen Ruan caught a glimpse of Fu Zhihuan's slightly raised lips from the corner of his eye, then raised his head sharply, and explained very quickly: "I didn't forgive you."

"yes."

Fu Zhihuan didn't find any thorns for her, instead he nodded and followed her words, with a somewhat hoarse tone in his deep magnetic tone: "I will try harder next time."

Oh shit.

I almost forgot, this man is the best at this trick.

Seducing people is simply the best in the world.

Wen Ruan took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from Fu Zhihuan, trying to avoid his vixen attack: "I'm not ready to give you the next chance."

Fu Zhihuan: "Well, then I will find a way to create opportunities."

Wen Ruan was angry, she pursed her lips, without saying a word, turned around, tightened her clothes and left, then took out her mobile phone and tried to call an online car-hailing car to go home.

But it was getting late now, and it was not easy to hail a taxi in this area. The screen turned for a long time, but it still showed that no one was taking the order.

Bad luck.

Wen Ruan sighed, but before he had walked a few steps, he suddenly heard a muffled thunder from the sky.

"pata"

A drop of rain hit Wen Ruan's face.

She was a little dazed, and stretched out her hand to touch the rain on her cheek.

Is it such an unfortunate coincidence

After being angry all night, it's still raining now

She glanced around, most of this commercial street did not have awnings. Only two hundred meters away, there is a passage to shelter from the rain.

Showers always come when they say they come. It was just a small drop of rain just now, and it began to pour down in a blink of an eye, and the raindrops as big as beans hit the ground all at once.

Dry.

The body can be exposed to rain, but the makeup on the face should not be smeared, and the hairstyle should not be wet.

Almost subconsciously, Wen Ruan untied Fu Zhihuan's coat, ready to trot to the passage under the rain.

But before she started walking, she was keenly aware that she seemed to have forgotten something.

Turn around.

Sure enough, Fu Zhihuan was still following behind him. At this moment, his shoulders and hair seemed to be wet at a rapid speed. Others should look a little embarrassed, but on his face, there was a feeling of deliberate temptation.

... blue face disaster.

Who cares about him.

Wen Ruan snorted softly and turned her head, but she stopped suddenly after taking a few steps forward, then gritted her teeth resentfully, turned back aggressively and walked back in front of Fu Zhihuan.

She tore off the coat, tiptoed and put it heavily on his head: "Give it back to you! I don't want your old coat!"

After speaking, he was ready to leave with an angry look.

"Snapped"

Wen Ruan's wrist was caught off guard and was pulled.

She turned her head: "Why are you doing it? Believe it or not, I will tell your parents that you are playing tricks..."

Before she could speak, Fu Zhihuan pulled Wen Ruan back, and then the light in front of her eyes dimmed, and the coat was gently placed on her head.

Fu Zhihuan raised his hand, lightly embraced her shoulders, pulled her in his direction, and leaned over to block most of the rain for her.

"Special case."

Fu Zhihuan's voice sounded calm and without any emotion, like an honest gentleman without any other thoughts: "I'll take you there."

"plop"

Wen Ruan felt her heart tremble, and she seemed to have returned to the mood when the deer was jumping around when they first met for a moment.

There seemed to be a loudspeaker in his head shouting: Favor +5! Revenge -3!

inside the channel.

Wen Ruan rubbed her arms and sneezed lightly, looking worried at the rain curtain outside.

The "dispatch order" button on the taxi app has been rotated several times, but no one is still picking up the order.

Now that it's raining, it's even harder to get a taxi.

Wen Ruan was a little frustrated.

When I was in college, I shouldn't have stopped taking the driver's license test because I was lazy and didn't want to get up early.

Fu Zhihuan's clothes and hair were basically soaked through, and the broken hair in front of his forehead was peeled off by him. Only the wet hair hung on his forehead, but it seemed that the edges and corners of his face were tougher, making his eyebrows and eyes look a bit ragged gas.

He grabbed the coat and wrung out the water casually.

The shirt was stuck to the abdomen because of being wet, outlining the firm waist.

Wen Ruan almost subconsciously took a peek at Mimi from the corner of her eye, then raised her eyes guiltyly to look away.

As a result, as soon as he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Fu Zhihuan's gaze looking towards him.

Lines of sight collide.

So fucking embarrassing.

Wen Ruan coughed, turned her head, and asked a random question in an attempt to ease the embarrassment: "Just all of a sudden, why are you so wet?"

Fu Zhihuan glanced at her and fell silent for a while.

However, it was these few seconds of silence that made Wen Ruan suddenly realize that what he said was wrong.

She twisted her neck angrily: "Why are you silent all of a sudden! I'm talking about getting wet! Don't always think about that aspect!"

Fu Zhihuan was silent for a long time, and then said: "...No, I just wanted to explain to you, because I didn't dodge when the water fell from the eaves, so I got wet more."

"As for the aspect you mentioned, I haven't thought of it yet."

Wen Ruan: "..."

Fu Zhihuan: "Thank you for reminding me."

Wen Ruan: You don't have to thank me at this time, I will be even more embarrassed.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your encouragement. Food and other resources in Wuhan are still sufficient. When the city was first closed, there was indeed a temporary shortage due to the nervousness of the citizens, and now they have basically adjusted.

In the past few days, the mood has almost improved, and my parents finally listened to me and did not go out. It is too difficult to communicate with them. These days, I have been madly sending them emoticons of the epidemic situation fifteen times a day. My dad Almost blocked me.

All in all, the medical staff is really super super super great, I can't say more, but it is really selfless that I can't imagine and do in my life, I am grateful to all the medical staff.

Resuming the daily update, I will slowly fill up the previous chapters that were interrupted.

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