Jing Yu winked mischievously at him, didn't say anything, took his hand and walked to the window, and pointed to the lizard on the pillow: "Amu is back." ”

Huo Yunting was immediately stunned, he blinked his eyes unconsciously, and looked at the pillow again, "Amu? "I thought, when did she come back?

"Well, I'm back." Amu whispered, but no longer dared to look into his eyes as before, "I'm glad to see you again, and I bless you from the bottom of my heart to see you together." ”

Jing Yu didn't think about it for a while, and blurted out: "No, I'm just living in their house for the time being." ”

And Huo Yunting grabbed her waist and said in a gentle tone: "Thank you, your blessings are very precious to us." ”

Jing Yu couldn't put into words how she felt at this moment.

At night, with Amu whispering the little stories she knew by the pillow, Jing Yu could calm down and listen quietly, and not think about any troubles that bothered her until she fell asleep.

When Jingyu fell asleep, Amu climbed onto the windowsill and jumped down.

Amu didn't want to see Jingyu's unhappy appearance, and she also knew that the source of all this was Fan Jiacheng, and if someone else failed to dig up the news, then she was 90% sure.

Fan Jiacheng's mansion in the city was sold before he was imprisoned, and the money was given to the boss of the gang of gangsters, and now he has taken half of it back, and he buys a second-hand house at will, and the furniture in it is naturally second-hand, and even many of them have been gnawed and bitten by rats or insects, and the only decent thing is the Simmons in the bedroom, which can barely sleep with inferior sheets.

Fan Jiacheng is now lying on this bed thinking about how to take revenge on Jingyu.

Amu's sense of smell was even more powerful than before, especially Fan Jiacheng, who she was very familiar with, and it only took a few nights, a total of eight hours, to find him.

Amu got into Fan Jiacheng's dream, and every scene of his thoughts, thoughts, and wishes was imprinted in Amu's mind.

In order to relieve his anger, Amu smashed all the few daily necessities in his house while he was still asleep, threw them out of the window, and finally wanted to suffocate him to death with the tattered sheets, but Fan Jiacheng actually woke up.

When he saw that his home had been looted and emptied as if it had been looted by a group of robbers, he looked around with stunned eyes, muttered words in his mouth, and walked barefoot on the floor full of used tissues, and then found his mobile phone, and shouted at the other end of the phone:

"Let the fishbone head answer the phone!"

The voice was very loud, and Amu secretly got into the crack in the wall.

Fan Jiacheng: "You guys come to me now." ”

In less than a quarter of an hour, a group of strong men hurried to Fan Jiacheng's homeless home.

"It's ...... What's wrong? ”

Fan Jiacheng threw away the hand in his hand and sneered: "You still ask me?" Did you offend someone and attack me? ”

The person who spoke was the head of the fish, the boss of the gangsters, but in front of Fan Jiacheng, he was willing to call himself the little brother.

"Could it be that I've gone too far and they're retaliating against us?" He asked weakly.

Fan Jiacheng snapped and slapped his palm directly on the door of his head: "You, use your brains, just a bunch of cowardly eggs, and dare to retaliate against me?" ”

"That's true, but we've been pretty good lately, and we haven't done anything bad." After the fish bone head finished speaking, the rest of the brothers should be with him.

"Lao Tzu has just been released from prison, and there are more people who see me unhappy," Fan Jiacheng sighed, "Is there a place where you live?" He was afraid that if he continued to live here, he would not know how he would die that night.

"Yes, yes, but ......"

"But what, go, this ghost place Lao Tzu can't continue to live!"

After that, Fan Jiacheng led a group of people to leave this second-hand housing community.

As for the fact that he was only in prison for six years, he didn't thank them at all.

This day is still the weekend, Xiang Fen and Huo Tianjun went out to attend a friend's birthday party, Huo Yunting finished taking a set of photos in the store, called the landline at home, no one answered, and then he asked his parents, knowing that now there are only Jingyu and Lin Dan at home.

Wang Xiaoming saw that he didn't have the heart to continue taking pictures, so he simply discussed with the customer, shortened the rest time, and asked Huo Yunting to finish the shooting as soon as possible.

When Huo Yunting rushed home, there was no one, and he called Lin Dan in a hurry, originally she went back two hours ago because of something at home.

"Where the hell have you been?"

Huo Yunting was anxious, lest he would meet a gangster or Fan Jiacheng at this time.

Turning back from the flower shop, Huo Yunting was about to go to Jingyu's house, and met Amu on the way, she told him that Jingyu was now trapped in the house, and Fan Jiacheng was trying to burn her to death with fire.

Huo Yunting did not hesitate at all, after calling the police, he ran to the door of the old community and found that the wall outside the corridor did smell of gasoline, however, Fan Jiacheng's person was nowhere to be seen.

"Scenery!"

"Scenery!"

After hearing the sound, Jing Yu opened the window and shouted outside: "Huo Yunting, I'm here." As soon as the words fell, she had already heard the sound of her porter being pried open, and she knew that Fan Jiacheng would definitely catch her, so she couldn't care so much, so she climbed onto the windowsill.

At the same time, the door was slammed open.

Fan Jiacheng cracked his mouth and laughed wildly: "The first time you let you escape, do you think you still have such good luck now?" ”

"Huo Yunting is downstairs, don't you forget that you just came out of prison, do you still want to be caught?"

Of course Fan Jiacheng didn't want to, but compared to the torture of Jingyu, everything else was a trivial matter.

"Do you want me to be locked up so much?" After saying this, Fan Jiacheng shook off the wrench in his hand, pressed the lighter, and a ball of yellow flames with red dots rushed up.

Jing Yu shook his head, "No, no, I just hope you don't continue to be obsessed." ”

"You say me?" Fan Jiacheng turned off the lighter, smiled and pointed to his chest, "You and your mother are really torturous, you only know that other people are not, what about you?" ”

"Don't talk about my mother." Jing Yu said, subconsciously biting his lip.

"Looks like you don't even know anything about that." Fan Jiacheng turned to look at the large and small cardboard boxes stacked in the living room, "Your mother knocked out my child." ”

Jing Yu's head suddenly slammed, and then the line was broken.

At this time, Huo Yunting, who rushed up, saw Fan Jiacheng and threw himself at him, and then tried to tie his hand with the rope in his hand, but unfortunately failed.

"You guys are despicable. Every time, it's plotting against me in the back! Fan Jiacheng angrily pointed at Huo Yunting and scolded, turned his head to look at the stunned scene, and continued: "Do you think your mother really loves Jingsheng? No, not at all, I tell you! ”

Jing Yu jumped down from the windowsill and walked towards Fan Jiacheng step by step with angry eyes.

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense!!"

"Don't say it!"

"Silly thing, your mother and I are true love, maybe you are my daughter, you know?" Fan Jiacheng said as he stretched out his hand to touch Jingyu's face.

"Not really!" Jing Yu's eyes were flushed, and he opened his eyes and stared at Fan Jiacheng, "You are not allowed to speak ill of my parents, you are not allowed to say it, you are not allowed to say it!" Hear no! ”

Jing Yu couldn't control her anger and tears, she was not afraid of the man in front of her with a malicious smile at all, and now she only hoped that he would disappear from her eyes immediately.

So when she lifted the chair next to her and smashed it directly towards Fan Jiacheng, she didn't think of the consequences at all.

But Huo Yunting thought of it, Fan Jiacheng, a cunning and ruthless old fox, it was absolutely impossible to fight him.

He blocked the chair and lifted him up from behind Fan Jiacheng so that his hands could not move, and unfortunately, a few seconds before that, Fan Jiacheng threw the lighter into the cardboard box.

The fire, which started to burn from the bottom of the box, was already hot, and the living room was full of flammable materials except for the cardboard boxes, and the fire quickly spread to other places.

Jing Yu screamed, pushed Fan Jiacheng and Huo Yunting away together, ran into the fire, and rescued the things left by his parents, Huo Yunting didn't care about Fan Jiacheng and pushed him away, and joined in the firefighting.

When the police arrived, Fan Jiacheng had already fled, in fact, he came to burn the things that Wu Yu Haojingsheng left together, and the house was fine, but the contents of those cardboard boxes were basically burned in half.

"Crazy, he's crazy." Jing Yu sat on the charred floor, a handful of snot and tears kept falling, "Crazy! Lunatic! I hope you're going to die right away. ”

Huo Yunting hugged her silently and patted her on the back, "Yes, he is a madman, after the police catch him, we will no longer sympathize with him." ”

Jing Yu hid his face and cried, "Huo Yunting, what should I do?" I'm so worried about things now, just like he said......" She choked up and stammered, and told Huo Yunting what she was worried about.

In Huo Yunting's opinion, even if Fan Jiacheng broke up with Jingyu's mother, he would not let him hold a grudge from then on, unless there was something more important. But he couldn't say he agreed with her conjecture.

"I ...... My grandmother never told me about my parents and my aunt," Jingyu sobbed, "what should I do?" ”

Huo Yunting hugged her, his lips pressed against her cold forehead, "Don't think about it, I don't believe the words of a madman, maybe he just wants to make us miserable." ”

Jing Yu grabbed his arm, "I hope so, and so do I." ”

"You stand up and let me see your hands and knees." Huo Yunting said in a half-commanding and half-persuasive tone, helping her to stand up, looking at her two broken knees and burned palms, he hugged her in pain.

"Where are you taking me?" Jing Yu grabbed his arm and asked.

Huo Yunting strode and replied quickly: "Go to the hospital." ”

Jing Yu hooked his neck and shook his head and said; "Don't, I don't want to go to the hospital, I have medicine at home, you help me ......"

Huo Yunting stopped and looked at her sternly: "You have to go to the hospital, Amu at home, don't worry." ”

After bandaging the wound and applying medicine in the hospital, Huo Yunting took Jingyu home.

As soon as they entered, the two saw that the living room was almost full, and they knew that they already knew what was going on.

The first to rush over were Luo Xiao and Luo Zhi, who were holding one of Jingyu's hands.

"Scared the hell out of me, Jingyu."

"I'm fine now." Jing Yu replied expressionlessly.

Luo Zhi wiped away his tears, "Sister Jingyu, don't go back in the future, you can't live here, so go to our house." ”

Jingyu smiled bitterly and touched her face, "Well, I see." ”

Xiang Fen and Huo Tianjun sat on the sofa with a sad face, watching the two of them come over.

"Child," Xiang Fen took Jingyu's hand, "it's Auntie's fault, if you weren't left alone at home, you wouldn't have had an accident." ”