Chapter 399

Fang Yan came to New York. She just brought a very simple suitcase. She didn't know what she was doing here, but she just wanted to come for a walk. It was very prosperous and lively. In the coming and going of people, all were strangers, some lonely and some lonely, but now she didn't want to have anything to do with some people.

So when she leaves, she won't make those people sad.

She also went to Chinatown to find a house to live in. At this time, she passed a stall with Michael Jackson's songs on it. Fang Yan liked it better, so she stopped: "how do you sell CDs?"

"Which do you want?" The stall was set up by a young man with golden hair, an earring on his ear, a black vest and a long exaggerated tattoo on his hand, but his face was very good-looking, white face and special facial features. He was a handsome young man, but his tone was a little ruffian.

"This!" Fang Yan doesn't like this man very much, but since she likes this dish, she ignores the man's poor service attitude.

"Fifty!"

Fang Yan was about to give money, but at this time, someone ran past her and grabbed her wallet.

"Don't go! Stop, don't go! " Fang Yan tried her best to chase the man, but after chasing him for a while, he ran away and disappeared. She squatted down panting. She knew that there was no hope to get her money back. She felt her head hurt and her body wobbled.

At this time, she searched her body and found that there were only dozens of dollars left. Sure enough, she couldn't. she shouldn't have put all the money in the wallet.

So what now? There's no money. Where is she going to get the money! Fang Yan didn't think she would be so unlucky. It seems that God won't let go of even one of her dying people. She sat on the stone bench for a long time, but she didn't know what to do! Is it right to wait to starve to death? That's all right. It saves a lot of things.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" At this time, a male voice came.

Fang Yan didn't intend to talk to the man. She still sat and bowed her head. She didn't know what she was thinking!

"Ask you something! Why do you bow your head? " The man seemed impatient.

Fang Yan wanted to be alone, but she didn't expect that such a small request could not be met. She raised her head and stared at the man. She found that it was the man who had just sold records.

"What's up!" Fang Yan has no mind to talk to him now.

"Was your money robbed just now?" The man asked, but his tone was still ruffian.

"Yes, you just saw it with your own eyes!" Fang Yan didn't think the man would be so kind to help her get her money back.

"Do you think you can get the money back?" The man continued.

"Just say what you want to say! Don't say so much here! " Fang Yan was already upset, and the man said so much in his ear, which made her even more upset.

"You think I'm willing to take care of you!" The man seemed more impatient, "do you have nowhere to live now!"

"Yes, I'm almost on the street now, okay? What exactly do you want to do! " Fang Yan said unhappily.

"I have a house here. If you don't have a place to live, you can come and live!" The man said.

"Why do you want me to stay? Don't you know I have no money? Then how can I pay the rent? " Fang Yan didn't think it was so cheap.

"Then you're going to live on the streets!" The man seemed to have no patience to talk to Fang Yan. He turned and left directly.

Fang Yan thought about it and thought that even if it was a scam, she had nothing now. If she was dying, she could take it. Anyway, it won't be long. At least it's better than living on the street now!

After a long time, Fang Yan will remember that if she didn't go to the small stall or wasn't so impulsive, would some things not be like that? If she could, she would rather she had never been to the United States, never been to the stall, and never met the teenager.

But some things can't be changed, and many people don't predict what will happen in the future.

"Wait!" Fang Yan chased up and shouted.

"What?" The man turned impatiently and looked at Fang Yan.

"For the last time, I have no money, but if I have money, I will give it back to you!" Fang Yan emphasized it again.

"That means you're going to live!" The man asked directly.

"Yes! I have no place to live now, and I have no money! " Fang Yan can't help but recognize the facts. Even if she knows that her life is not long, she doesn't want her to starve to death in the end!

"I didn't say you wanted to give it to me now!" The man was still not good, "my name is cold wind. What's your name?"

"My name is Fang Yan. Don't you have to set up a stall now?" Fang Yan asked.

"There's no one today. Don't put it away!" The tone of the cold wind is still bad, "get in the car!"

Fang Yan was surprised when she saw the car that could enter the waste factory: "can this car be driven?"

"Nonsense, how else would I drive? I usually drive this car!" The cold wind said unhappily.

Fang Yan got on the bus and felt that the whole car was shaking violently. She held the handle of the car. Otherwise, she thought she might fly out, and the cold wind didn't drive very slowly. Fang Yan didn't dare to let the cold wind drive slower. She was afraid that the cold wind would throw her out directly.

Then she went through an unknown number of roads to a very remote street. Fang Yan felt lucky that she wouldn't get carsick. Otherwise, she would have fainted after many rounds. The place where she came down was really remote. She followed the cold wind through many alleys and streets, and the cold wind still lived on the eighth floor. Fang Yan suddenly felt a little dizzy, It's all manual work today. She had just wanted a better journey, and the end would not be so miserable, but she might live like this if she didn't get the money in a short time.

"Go up and stand for what!" The cold wind saw Fang Yan slowly behind and couldn't help shouting in front.

"You go first. I'll follow you!" Fang Yan is still dragging her suitcase. Although the suitcase is not very heavy, it is not so easy to go to the eighth floor.

"How slow!" Cold wind couldn't seem to stand Fang Yan's slowness. He came directly to carry Fang Yan's suitcase, "don't you keep up?"

"OK!" Fang Yan didn't expect that Han Feng would be so kind to help her carry her suitcase. In her opinion, Han Feng has always given herself a ruffian spirit and some bad attitude since she met. It seems that this man may not be as difficult as she thought in the future!

After a while of hard work, she finally reached the eighth floor. The cold wind skillfully opened the house. Fang Yan saw that the house was two bedrooms and one living room, but the house was still very small, about more than 60 square meters, and the light was very dark and the furniture was very simple.

"Do I live alone?" Fang Yan doesn't think that no one lives here, and there are a lot of men's clothes on the ground. You can clearly tell her that this is a place where men live. Looking at the cold wind in front of her, Fang Yan can easily speculate that the owner of the house is cold wind.

"Didn't you see it clearly? I don't have the money to pay the rent now. I want to find someone to share the rent, can't I? " Even if the cold wind was stared by Fang Yan, he didn't feel a little guilty. Instead, he said very badly, as if Fang Yan, not him, had done something wrong.

Fang Yan was speechless when she met such a person for the first time: "well, why didn't you tell me at the beginning."

"You didn't ask, did you?" The cold wind is that you didn't ask, not that I didn't say.

Fang Yan felt that she wanted to get angry, but she finally endured it, because she knew that the cold wind's temper could not be provoked. If she annoyed him, he wouldn't care if he had money to pay the rent. At that time, she might throw her out directly, so in order not to stay on the street. Better not mess with him.

"But I don't have the money to pay the rent now. Let me make a statement first!" Fang Yan suddenly thought of this question. Will the other party take her in and throw her out.

"I know. I owe it first this month. I'll pay it. Next month, you pay it all. Anyway, one person and half, you know!" The cold wind was strangely not angry, but made it clear what the rent was.

"Well, I will find a job as soon as possible!" Fang Yan felt a little helpless. She had planned to come to play, but now she has no money and wants her to work. She didn't expect to live so miserable in her last days! Forget it. Anyway, it's good to change a place. At least enrich it. It won't give her too many opportunities to think nonsense!

"You live in this one, I live in that one. Your one was just putting some things. Clean it up yourself. I have to go to work later!" Cold wind opened a room and showed it to Fang Yan. Although there were some things in it, it looked very messy, but generally speaking, it was very good.

Fang Yan has nothing to be picky about now. Hearing that the cold wind is going to work, she can't help wondering: "where are you going to work?"

"Go to the bar and be a waiter!" The cold wind said directly and didn't think there was anything bad.

"Can you help me find a job, because I'm not familiar here!" Fang Yan asked. After all, she has to work now. She has to earn money to pay the rent.

"I'll help you pay attention! Just tidy up the room and put other things there. I'll come back tomorrow morning. Don't go out when I don't come back. Just tidy up tonight and go to bed first! " The cold wind asked anxiously.

"All right, I'll clean it up. Be careful on your way alone!" Fang Yan smiled.

But the cold wind didn't lead Fang Yan, just closed the door and left.

Fang Yan looked at the chaotic room. Her awareness of cleanliness made her have to solve it. Otherwise, she couldn't sleep.

She packed up all the messy clothes in the living room, threw them into the washing machine, and then swept the floor and wiped things. Fang Yan suddenly had the illusion that she was not renting a house, but being a cleaner by the cold wind. Otherwise, she would have to do so much hygiene. It can be seen that the cold wind usually doesn't clean up at all. It's really a mess! I don't know how he usually lives. Then she looked at the refrigerator and found that there was nothing in it except instant noodles and beer, let alone cooking!

I really don't know what he usually eats. Fang Yan is helpless, but now her stomach is starving. There's no way but to make do with it. She took a piece of instant noodles and found that there are a lot of dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. It seems that the cold wind has piled up all the things she eats in a week! In fact, she was very curious. Who helped him clean up these last?