C30 Be Careful When You Come Back in the Evening

Fu Yuehan had already put on his jacket and was about to leave, but she didn't reply after a long time. He retorted, "What's wrong? Regret it? "

"Of course not, then let's go to the one downstairs. I've eaten before, it tastes pretty good."

He said, "Are you still at the company? Why don't I pick you up? "

"No need, I'll take the bus back myself. It'll be a waste of time to run around here. I'm closer than you, so just come here. You know the place, right?"

"I remember." There was only one stall under her apartment building, so it wasn't hard to find.

It was a bit late for the rush hour and he would probably be stuck on the road for a while. It was a waste of time, so he didn't insist. He hung up the phone and went to his car.

Ji Lang returned to Fu Yuan's office from his home to retrieve his belongings. He was not used to the dark interior of Fu Yuan's office, but Jiang Wangshu was definitely the right person to do so. Just look, wasn't he getting off work on time?

Fu Yu An really did love Jiang Wenshu. However, this was also good. He had helped Jiang Wenshu, a person who had grown up as a child, to experience the warmth of a family, and had made up for some of his shortcomings.

Jiang Wangshu estimated that it would take a while for Fu Yuan to arrive due to the traffic jam. He went home first, changed into a comfortable set of clothes, and lay down for a while before sending a message to Fu Yuan asking where he was.

It stopped at the other end of the road.

She picked up the key and her phone and hurried downstairs. When she reached the entrance of the stall, she saw Fu Yuan and the two of them found a place to sit down. Jiang Wangshu saw that he was wearing a suit and a leather suit, so he didn't look like he was here, so he smiled and said, "The highest temperature today is 30 degrees. Aren't you hot?"

He stayed in the air-conditioned room at twenty-four degrees Celsius every day. It was not hot to wear so much, and there was air in the car, but it was hot when he came down.

Fu Yu An took off his jacket and placed it on a nearby chair. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and the muscles in his arms were well-defined.

The waiter handed him the menu, and Jiang Wangshu handed it over to him. He even said very generously, "You don't have to save me money. If you want to eat something, I can afford it."

Fu Yu An was amused by her words. Anyone could say such bold words, but she was a little girl who had just entered society. She didn't even have any savings, so her life could be considered limited.

He did not want to ask for more. There were dozens of kebabs, two bottles of beer, and a few cold dishes. It wasn't expensive either, about a hundred yuan.

"Isn't it still not number 15?" How did he get paid? "

"Advance." She was tearing the chicken wings in her mouth as she mumbled, "It won't be long until these two days."

"Your roommate got discharged?"

"Not yet, discharged the day after tomorrow."

Fu Yu An, who was holding on to the cold vegetables, fell silent.

Jiang Wangshu took a piece of paper and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth. He took a sip of beer and asked, "Have you worked overtime recently?"

"I've been busy recently."

You don't have time to be slow. Jiang Wenshu cursed in his heart, and began to persuade her, "You keep asking me not to fight so hard, but I'm young, young people can fight for it, but you're different. You'll be 30 on your birthday, and you're already middle-aged, not a 17 or 18 year old young lad. A twenty-five year old programmer suddenly died after working overtime. Don't think that you are luckier than others just because you work out a lot than others. No one can say for sure. "

Fu Yu An almost choked to death on a mouthful of beer.

"Of course, I'm not cursing you. I'm telling you not to work so hard. You don't lack money, so there's no need for you to work so hard. If you're too serious, it would seem like the employees below aren't working."

"I understand." Fu Yu put down his chopsticks and looked at her. "Ji Lang asked you to come and persuade me, right?"

Before Jiang Wenshu could finish, he was suddenly cut off by Jiang Wenshu. He was stunned and at a loss for words.

"I know my limits. I won't die that easily."

"That's not what I meant. I wanted you to take care of your body."

Surrounded by the hubbub, the crying of men, women, and children could be heard. Her voice was soft, and her words were drowned out by the noise. Fu Yuan didn't hear her clearly. He only saw the light in her eyes dim, and the hand holding the wine bottle tightened.

"Eat something."

The following atmosphere was quite depressing.

Fu Yuhan was initially happy that she called him out. This girl finally stopped alienating him and invited him to dinner because she was carrying an order. If Ji Lang didn't call her today, perhaps she wouldn't have called him out.

The meal finally ended in silence for the two of them. Jiang Wangshu paid for it and turned to bid farewell to Fu Yuan. "You just had a drink, so it's better for you to call a substitute."

He nodded and waved at her. "You can go back."

Jiang Wangshu stared at him, waiting for him to leave before slowly walking back.

It wasn't a long walk home from the stall, but there was a broken street lamp and when she walked she turned on the light on her cell phone. The light only illuminated the area beneath her feet, and it was quiet, and she felt that something was wrong as she walked, and there was a string of footsteps behind her, very light, and he was walking, and she was walking, and he was walking, and she was fast.

She did not dare to look back, and could only continue walking forward, but that person was following her more and more closely. She was afraid, so she ran, and only when she reached the stairs did the lights on the stairs turn on and she could no longer hear the footsteps behind her.

Li Rui opened the door to throw away the trash and saw that she was holding her chest to catch her breath. Did I run into a ghost? "

Jiang Wangshu ignored her and went back inside, but after some thought, he still felt the need to remind her. "I just got back, and someone is following me. I don't know if it's just my imagination, but you'd better be careful if you come back late next time."