Fu Ting straightened his back, looked at the sign of the hospital above, and didn't speak for a long time.

The girl's silent appearance is like translucent petals soaked in water, gentle and pure.

Fu Pei's jawline was suddenly tight, even if he had just met, but he had a faint feeling that the little fool's reaction seemed to be ...... Angry?

What is she angry about?

He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he was doing, his eyebrows and eyes were lightly raised, and the corners of his mouth hooked the arc of the gangster, "Little sister, treat the disease as soon as possible, this is the best mental hospital in Haicheng, you can get the best help, this is the only thing I can help you, let's clear up." “

He thinks he's interesting enough, if it's someone else, how can he worry so much?

A fool with a bag in his head, saying a few more words is an insult to his personality!

Today, he will be a good person and do good deeds, he is about to be moved to cry by himself!

Fu Ting was silent for a few minutes, and then raised his crystal clear deer eyes, "Dad, whether it is in the future or now, you are still so self-righteous!" “

After speaking, the little girl turned around and ran away, looking angry from her back.

On the spot, Fu Pei pushed the tip of his tongue on his cheeks, thinking a little unhappily, it seemed that the little fool had calculated that he couldn't beat her, and he dared to throw his face at him.

He glanced around at the deserted surroundings, and his brows welled up with a bit of cold depression.

This road is quite remote, and the fool has a problem with his braincase, so nothing will happen, right?

Realizing that he was worried about the safety of the little fool, Fu Pei grinded his teeth viciously.

Exercise!

It's crazy, don't be a fool who called her dad a few times, you really treat her as a girl.

Oh, he Fu * big guy * Pei can't be emotional, does he care if she is dead or alive?

I guess the little fool had enough of playing, and he couldn't pretend anymore, so he went home.

Fu Pei left it behind, took out the dilapidated copycat machine from his pocket, and called the brothers to go drinking at night.

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Fu Pei didn't rush home until the early hours of the morning.

He moved out of high school and grew up alone in the most remote, cheapest, and worst basement on the outskirts of the city.

As usual, he advanced through the gate, and then passed a mottled staircase.

Tonight's moon was suppressed by dark clouds, and the surrounding darkness was nowhere to be seen, but in the basement where Fu Pei lived, there was a subtle light.

There are thieves?

Fu Pei's eyes crossed a touch of yin, the poor jingle in his house, and the rats came in with tears in their eyes.

He strode forward, found the lock on the door hanging outside, and kicked it open with his leg.

The room was dark, and the dilapidated basement smelled of tobacco and musty blending together.

In the chaotic environment, the little girl sat quietly on the edge of the bed with her hands folded.

The girl's eyebrows were picturesque, her face was strikingly beautiful, and her long crow-like hair poured down her shoulders, reflecting her complexion even whiter, and her lips were a little redder.

Like a handful of ice and snow at the tip of a mountain, exquisitely clear and exquisite, it can purify all the unbearable in the world.

Fu Pei's always cynical expression was distorted for a moment, "How the did you get in?" “

Fu Ting shook the key on his wrist and made a clanging sound, "You came in with the key." “

Fu Pei's forehead burst out with green tendons, and the yin owl's eyebrows and eyes were full of oppression in the dim light, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did you get the key?" “

Fu Ting was very honest, "I deserve it, your lock is quite simple, and it will be matched in a few clicks." “

Fu Pei, "......"

What the me?

Co-author this girl is not only a fool, but also a literate fool!