Chapter 172: Maybe He'll Be Like You Too
Nan Cheng didn't ask Fu Boyan why he had to give Hu Sansan money every year. She just handed over what Ni Qiuran gave her to Fu Boyan.
Fu Boyan opened the document bag, only to see that there was a project quality inspection report inside.
Investigation report on the collapse of the building in the new district of S City.
Accident time: 14:20 p.m. on July 5, 2010.
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When Fu Boyan saw the casualties in the accident, the whole person was silent, 1 died, 0 was missing, and 2 were injured.
Direct economic loss: 12 million yuan.
Accident analysis and quality inspection.
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The final writers of the investigation report were Ni Xiangbei and Su Wanfeng. It was written on August 1 of the same year, the day before the serial bombings.
Fu Boyan put the thick stack of report sheets back into the file bag, got up and said to Nan Cheng: "Baby, I'll take you to meet someone." ”
Who is he going to take her to see on the big night?
When Fu Boyan drove there, he also asked Nan Cheng a question, "Baby, if you were in danger, would you choose the way others gave you to live?" ”
"I don't know about others, I definitely don't. It's not that you don't trust others, it's just that you're used to being reckless and don't rely on others very much. ”
After she was weaned, her parents handed her over to Wu's mother and the nanny to take care of. This is also the reason why she likes to stick to her brother, because when something happens, her brother is the first to appear. The rebellion she had in junior high school was to let her parents take care of her.
Later, when she got older and sensible, she knew that her parents were also unable to take care of them because of work.
In fact, compared to her brother, she is quite lucky. At least she had an older brother with her childhood, and her brother grew up alone.
"Maybe he'll be like you."
Fu Boyan was going to drive east, but suddenly changed direction and went west.
When turning, the headlights illuminate the signs.
When Nancheng saw the West Lane of the new city, he said to Fu Boyan with some nostalgia: "The three alleys in the new city area used to be the most lively in the West Lane. When I was in junior high school, Ni Qiuran and I would often take a long detour here to buy Jiaoquaner. In the deepest part of the alley, there used to be an old man who bought sugar gourds. ”
Nan Cheng paused as he spoke, looked at the street outside, and sighed: "It's a pity that the accident eight years ago blew up nothing here." Now Shuxi Lane is the most deserted, although the east and north sides are not as good as before, but the business is still there. ”
Fu Boyan also sighed lightly: "It's been eight years." ”
He drove the car to the entrance of the alley, then got out of the car alone, leaning against the door of the car and waiting for the man.
The night was as quiet as ever, but not far away, there was a constant sound of alarms.
Nan Cheng sat in the car and looked at Fu Boyan's back. She suddenly felt that she had never understood this man, what he liked, what he didn't like, what people were around him, what he had been through, she didn't know anything.
She didn't even find out when he quit smoking.
But he knows everything about her.
Since I met him, he has been indifferent and indifferent, always arrogant and arrogant. It's like in this world, there is no problem he can't solve, and there is no person he can't face.
In front of her, he seemed to be more than a god, omnipotent.
Never thought that one day he would also have this kind of human-like 'melancholy'?
Is his melancholy at the moment afraid that the person he was waiting for would not come?
Nan Cheng shook the milk tea in his hand that he hadn't finished drinking, then put the milk tea in his hand on the car, opened the door and got out of the car.
She walked up to Fu Boyan, took his hand, stuffed the hot water bottle to him, and stood silently beside him.
The sound of the siren not far away continued, but there was still no figure in the alley.