At this time, the children in the orphanage had begun to come out to play one after another, and Jiang Futing would still receive a lot of snooping eyes from those children when he passed by.

He easily dissolved the surrounded gaze on himself and returned it with a friendly gaze.

This time he paid more attention, and the exploration in his sight was hidden and sharp, and he quickly swept through these children.

Then he was shocked to find that most of these children were the same as the children who bumped into him last time without knowing whether they were intentional or unintentional, and they looked like they were dressed generously and decently, as if they were not worried about food and clothing.

But as long as you pay close attention, you will understand why from their numb and somewhat longing eyes.

Most of the children's skin was dry and sallow, and their clothes looked bulging, but they were nothing more than air, and judging from their hands, exposed ankles, and necks, they were not much better nourished than the child who hit him that day.

This shows that the child of that day was not a solitary, special accident, and flooded into the root of the popularity.

Jiang Futing walked in the corridor and suddenly realized that the orphanage might just be a tool that Li Shang and others could use in order to collect money.

This tool not only brought him benefits, but also brought him the share of a glamorous philanthropist, and the children raised here are nothing more than cats and dogs to him.

Wrong! People who really raise cats and dogs will have a little bit of a point.

Thinking about it this way, from a personal point of view, even if Li Shang really encounters something again, Jiang Futing feels that it has nothing to do with him, unless he really wants to lose his breath, then he may be able to help Li Shang reluctantly leave this life that is more stinky than a dung pit.

Jiang Futing stopped at the door of the office and knocked politely, but his momentum unconsciously sharpened.

"Enter!" There was an arrogant voice unique to a middle-aged man.

The moment the door was pushed open, the two completely different auras slammed violently at the moment the door opened, regardless of whether they were up or down.

It was the first time that two people who met for the second time confronted each other with such undisguised honesty.

Li Shang sat on the swivel chair made of leather, and the son who was originally on his side turned around unhurriedly, looking at Jiang Futing with slightly surprised eyes.

He used to think that this young man's aura was strong because he had someone to accompany him and rely on.

According to the anger of young people now, with the support of someone behind them, it is not only reined in by the external force that is used, but also can be used appropriately, which is already unusual.

After all, this young man looks cold, but compared to the person who laughs, he is still the one who looks at the smile and has more experience.

Unexpectedly, his aura originated from him.

"Dean Li expected me to be here today." Jiang Futing walked in calmly, unceremoniously pulled out the stool, and sat down: "Then you should know my intention."

Li Shang sat quietly, and the corners of his eyes jumped without a trace.

Jiang Futing pulled down the corner of his shirt and said unhurriedly: "Dean Li won't see outside, right?" ”

"You're joking." Li Shang leaned back, leaned back on the seat, and easily crossed his hands into fists on his knees, his seemingly casual movements were full of vigilance.

He politely continued: "We are an orphanage, and we are supposed to be a place to share hearts and minds, and no matter who comes, we welcome them. But—"

When Li Shang said this, his voice suddenly changed: "The information in the courtyard belongs to **, and non-relevant personnel are not allowed to read it, and I am also because it is not easy for everyone, so I broke the law once and took the risk to give it to you." But you've always been like this...... It's sincerity that makes it difficult for us to do. ”

He was cheeky and helpless, as if he had a different face from yesterday.

It's as if it was someone else who was coerced yesterday, and now he is really doing it out of his own overflowing kindness.

Jiang Futing felt funny from the bottom of his heart, it seemed that yesterday's day was enough for him to hide his bad deeds, so he became fearless.

The corners of his mouth raised a cold and shallow arc, and Li Shang saw his smile, but he still laughed with pandering for some reason.

However, Jiang Futing's eyes became colder and colder, and his nails scraped the frosted handrails, meaning something: "Risk? The risks you take don't seem to be small, and that's nothing to you. ”

Li Shang snuggled on the shoulders of the chair, stiffened slightly, he raised his eyebrows, hiding his weakness, and looked at him as if he didn't understand.

Jiang Futing noticed it from the moment he came in, whether it was yesterday or today, although he couldn't smell ghosts in this place, he would have an indescribable sense of depression as soon as he came in.

And Li Shang looks full of energy, can still talk loudly, has the energy to continue to do his dirty deeds.

But everyone has a breath to support, overdraft in advance, which will be consumed prematurely, his eyebrows have faintly revealed the trend of decay, the skin around the eye sockets is deeply sunken, and the eye circles are as deep as a large bruise that cannot be erased.

Jiang Futing pointed his fingers, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "I see that your mental state is not very good, yesterday was like this, and today is the same, and the dark circles under your eyes are also very deep...... Sleep has not been good. ”

His words suddenly turned to small talk, and even if Li Shang didn't know his intentions, he felt uneasy in his heart, and his smile froze.

Li Shang was afraid of saying too many mistakes, so he just greeted politely: "It's okay, so many children have to be careful, and work can't be so easy and comfortable." ”

Jiang Futing didn't expect him to suddenly open his mind and take the initiative to shake something, so he looked up at the ceiling to himself.

The stone walls were evenly plastered with a thick layer of white paint, and it seems that this year it has just been turned over with a new layer, so clean that it has not even brought a layer of ash.

Not to mention one more strange shadow, even one more mosquito resting on it, you can see it clearly.

Jiang Futing asked lightly: "Will there be any things falling from this ceiling?"

These words were like a shapeless needle, which unexpectedly hit Li Shang's weakness.

Li Shang followed his line of sight, trembling his eyelashes, and glanced up quickly, as if he had seen something that he shouldn't see, and immediately lowered his eyelids.

His face then looked like a chameleon, from yellow to white, from white to blue, and the hand on his knee began to tremble uncontrollably.

Li Shang's hands on both sides rubbed uneasily, and his stiff face was stiff and he smiled with muscles: "You are laughing, what is there."

"Really?" Jiang Futing deliberately pointed in the direction where the little ghost fell that day, turned his head, and stared at Li Shang with dark eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, a black ball fell from there yesterday."

The blood on Li Shang's cheeks suddenly disappeared, and all the self-confidence and momentum that he had previously supported were wiped out.

His bore fluctuated violently with instinctive restlessness and fear, and his body could only rely on his priceless chair for some insignificant comfort.

Li Shang tried to look away, not looking in the direction of Jiang Futing's finger.

But there was an impulse in his heart that was constantly fermenting, prompting him to look.

In the end, he couldn't resist the demonic curiosity in his heart, and the ghost made him open his eyelids again.

His eyes swayed like an old man, slowly skimming over the table, bookcase, hanger, and the wall I don't know what is drawn, only the heavy color blocks collide with each other.

Finally, he stopped at the ceiling pointed by Jiang Futing.

The over-tension of Xu strongly stimulated his adrenal glands, and the adrenal glands immediately took a roller coaster and soared wildly.

His mouth was dry, his brain was heavy, and his eyes were a little flowery.

At the moment when he looked at the ceiling, his wandering eyes accidentally left an afterimage of everything he had just seen in his brain, and the afterimage was superimposed indiscriminately, instantly forming a terrifying monster.

The monster looked exactly like the monster he had been feeding for a long time in his heart, and at this moment it seemed to break free from the hard cage and rushed towards him, as if he could not even suppress the side door of the ghost in the orphanage.

Li Shang's heart suddenly stopped, and he gasped violently, "Ah! ”

Even Jiang Futing was so stunned by his restrained screams that his fingers trembled.

Jiang Futing withdrew his hand, walked to the side of Li Shang, who was a little distraught, and said softly and slowly: "Look, they are coming to you again, and the original place can't be closed, and this place can't be closed."

"The lives that have passed in your hands will not stop, and those who seek your revenge will certainly not stop because of your relocation."

His tone had a unique magical power, as if the demons were crawling out from under the bottom one after another, coming to Li Shang one after another to ask for his life.

Li Shanghun was constantly trembling, even the only IQ was shaken off, and he was still struggling in his circled cognition and thinking: "I didn't, they didn't die in my hands!" They! ”

He suddenly stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and realized that Jiang Futing had just said something.

Li Shang's eyes widened in disbelief, and he raised his head to the person who was looking at him condescendingly: "You! How do you know?! ”

Jiang Futing smiled: "I happened to see those things yesterday, they led me, so I followed, and naturally I saw it."

He said that under Li Shang's gaze, he sat in the corner of the table casually, and after sitting up, Jiang Futing was stunned and found that even this bad habit was subconsciously infected by Bai Tang.

But when he sat down, it was not good to come down again, so he touched a pen on the table and played with it in his hand, to relieve his insignificant sins after making a mistake, and then said:

"Dean Li, I thought about it for a long time after I went back yesterday, although the address of the orphanage is remote, but the scenery is not bad, the place is now desolate, but it was included in the new key planning area by the government as early as a few years ago, and it has been planned almost in recent years, as long as the above appropriation is allocated, it will be officially overhauled, and then that place will not be worse than this place, why do you have to rush to move from so far away."

Li Shang didn't dare to look at him more and more, his eyelids drooped like a brick and couldn't stand up straight, he stared at the corner of the table on the floor, Jiang Futing's words were floating in his ears.

Jiang Futing pinched the tip of the pen and flipped it in his hand: "Yesterday, my friend just said it tentatively, and you are so sensitive." I wondered what that thing was taking me there for, seeing the old orphanage site? ”

As he spoke, the tail note went up very schemingly, and Li Shang was finally willing to look at him.

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