Chapter 17: Yu Ming
Quiet room with a touch of sunlight coming in through the window. It rained for two days, and today the sun finally came out.
Yu Fan stretched his waist and woke up from the bed, reached out and took the alarm clock at the head of the bed to see that it was past nine o'clock. It seems that I chatted with Wen Juan too late last night, and I don't know how I fell asleep unconsciously, and I didn't get up until now.
Yu Fan opened the door with his messy long hair, and saw that Zhu Wenjuan was not there, and he had already gone to work.
Yu Fan walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and washed his face casually before coming out of it. Feeling hungry and hungry, seeing that there was nothing to eat at home, he walked into the room and changed into a beige casual short suit. When he came out again, he was already fully dressed, and his long messy hair was already tied up.
Yu Fan took his wallet and wanted to go out and buy something for breakfast. As soon as I walked to the door to change my shoes, I thought of the report from yesterday afternoon, and suddenly returned to my room to get a pair of sunglasses before going out.
Yu Fan walked downstairs, came to the food street at the entrance of the village, found a porridge shop that he often cared for, sat down and ordered a bowl of porridge to eat.
"Pretty girl, I just came to breakfast so late today!"
The shopkeeper held a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Yu Fan with a smile, because Yu Fan usually came to eat breakfast at about half past seven in the morning, and when she saw that it was almost ten o'clock today, she came to eat breakfast, so she couldn't help but ask a lot of questions.
"Yes, I'm late today." Yu Fan smiled back and said, then lowered his head and ate the porridge.
Yu Fan finished eating the porridge and came out of the store, the sun was already hanging high. Thinking that there was nothing to do when I went back now, I thought about going for a walk in the nearby park.
"Excuse me, Miss, this is ......"
Yu Fan was walking on the road wearing sunglasses, and suddenly a young man with a camera around his neck came up behind him and walked up to talk to her.
Yu Fan turned her head and saw a camera hanging around the neck of the person she was talking to, and her heart instantly chuckled, and she was startled and waved her hand without waiting for him to finish speaking: "You recognized the wrong person, I am not the person you are looking for." ”
After Yu Fan finished speaking, he hurriedly ran forward, turned back as he ran, and saw that the man had not followed, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
“.”
The person standing on the side of the road for questioning watched in surprise as Yu Fan ran forward in embarrassment. He just wanted to ask if it was a walled village, and he was scared like this.
"Looking at this person's appearance, it's quite normal, I can't imagine that there is something wrong with the brain." The man looked at Yu Fan's figure running farther and farther, shook his head and said.
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Bell, bell, bell.
Yu Fan turned his head to look behind him, and saw that he didn't see the person just now, so he slowed down. At this moment, the mobile phone in his hand rang.
"Hey, oh Brother Yin, okay, come over now. Uh-huh, thank you! After Yu Fan finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned around and walked back.
When Yu Fan walked back to the rented building, there was an electric motorcycle parked downstairs, and next to him stood a young man in a gray shirt with long hair.
"Brother Yin, it's almost here!"
Yu Fan walked over, looked at the man and said with a smile.
"Yu Fan."
The young man with long hair is called Yu Yin, who is also a painter and a northern man. He is five years older than Yu Fan, and he and Yu Fan also paint for art shops, and make money by selling a painting to art shops.
"I'm living on the fifth floor of this building, let's go, go up and have some tea, and I'll give you a sample." Yu Fan looked at Yu Yin, pointed to a building in front of him and said.
"Oh good, how is your hand, there's no problem."
Yu Yin locked the car, followed Yu Fan upstairs, looked at Yu Fan's wrapped hand and asked.
"It's much better, it doesn't hurt so much today." Yu Fan raised his hand and glanced at it and said.
The two of them were talking as they climbed to the fifth floor.