Chapter 59: Fu Yanxing hugged Jin Yuwei home
Fu Yanxing stood lazily and casually on the open-air balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers.
The moonlight fell on his body, and he looked more and more like a fairy.
Probably with the help of cold wind and nicotine, Fu Yanxing's mood was not as bad as before.
The white smoke that rose from the clouds hid the man's thin and handsome face behind him.
In fact, Fu Yanxing is not a big addict to smoking, and only when he is irritable, he will seek nicotine.
"Third master, can I ask you for a favor?"
Yu Xiaoying was cautious, she looked at Fu Yanxing and opened her mouth.
Fu Yanxing raised his head, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he frowned and looked at Yu Xiaoying, a little puzzled.
Yu Xiaoying pursed her lips, she walked up to Jin Yuwei, and said softly: "Weiwei she fell asleep, the third master, you are a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west, can you carry Weiwei back for me?" ”
Carry her back?
Hearing this, Fu Yanxing's eyes moved slightly. The more his gaze was too small, and fell on the girl on the sofa.
Under the floor lamp in the living room, Jin Yu lay quietly with a blanket on her body. The sleeping face is very quiet, different from the noise just now.
The man withdrew his gaze, and he said in a deep voice, "Call her up and let her go back by herself." ”
Yu Xiaoying pursed her lips when she heard Fu Yanxing say this, and said softly, "During this time, a lot of things have happened in Weiwei's body. She must not have slept well, it is rare to see her sleep so deeply, I really can't bear it...... Shout her up. ”
What Yu Xiaoying said was the truth, she really felt sorry for Jin Yuwei.
When she met Jin Yuwei, it was when she was most embarrassed.
At that time, my mother was lying in a hospital bed, waiting for surgery for uremia.
Her father died, and her younger siblings needed money to go to school, and all the family burdens were all on her alone.
After graduating from junior high school, he dropped out of school. Working N jobs a day may not be enough for a day's ward money.
It was Jin Yuwei who was in the bathroom of the hospital and met her crying.
Then he secretly inquired about her situation, carried her back, took pocket money himself, and asked the doctor to operate on her mother.
Even, in order to protect her self-esteem, people lied that the money was raised with love.
Later, she inadvertently knew about it, chased and intercepted Jin Yuwei for a long time, and said that she wanted to repay her kindness.
Jin Yuwei was really unbearable, so she made herself her assistant and gave her three times her salary every month.
And the work couldn't be easier, just occasionally go abroad with her to watch shows and participate in big-name activities.
This kindness has always been remembered by Yu Xiaoying.
With Yu Xiaoying's words, Fu Yanxing's mind suddenly appeared that the girl was embarrassed that day.
In the cold wind of a winter night, she stood in front of the hotel, surrounded by strange and aggressive media. Under his eyes are clear and distressing tears.
After a moment of silence, Fu Yanxing pinched the cigarette in his hand and returned to the living room with slender steps.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl lying on the sofa, and hugged her with an unnatural expression.
Yu Xiaoying saw that Fu Yanxing finally agreed to herself, and her eyes were full of joy. She hurriedly followed Fu Yanxing.
The girl still had the stench of smoke in the bar, and Fu Yanxing's good-looking brows and eyes wrinkled. Looking down at her, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
It seems that what is lying in his arms is a hot potato, which makes people afraid to avoid it.
After walking out of the door, Yu Xiaoying looked at the password and became worried. She glanced at Jin Yuwei and began to touch the key on her body.
As a result, I touched it around, but there was still nothing. Yu Xiaoying stood in place in a daze, a little at a loss.
Fu Yanxing didn't even raise his eyelids, and opened his mouth coldly, "Birthday." ”