The brightly lit office buildings were also immersed in the rain curtain, and only a spot of light remained through the glass.

At a red light.

Fang Ci casually looked at the driver's seat.

Wen Zhiyan happened to turn his head to look over, with an inexplicable teasing in his eyes, and asked in a procrastinating tone, "Don't you really ask where to go?" ”

Fang Ci turned his face back and said softly, "There's no need. ”

As long as you can shelter from the rain. When the rain stopped, she could take a taxi away.

A smile escaped from Wen Zhiyan's nose and he didn't speak.

Green light.

Passable.

After walking for about 10 minutes, Bugatti passed by a security booth.

After that, follow the driveway and drive into the underground garage.

The heavy rain had covered all traces of landmarks, and Fang Ci didn't recognize where they were.

In the garage, a luxury car.

A cursory sweep over, the cheapest is a million-level Mercedes-Benz.

It wasn't until he entered the elevator and saw the bronzing logo next to the electronic screen that Fang Ci realized-

This is not a clubhouse bar, but a well-known upscale community.

Large flat floor, elevator entry.

At the beginning, her father Fang Hong also wanted to buy a floor, but it happened to be a problem with capital turnover and failed to make the trip.

Wen Zhiyan noticed her gaze, looked at her through the mirrored car wall, and said with a smile, "It's too late to regret it now." ”

"Didn't you say, 'Outside of home and school?'" Fang Ci's heart was very calm, "Isn't this your home?" ”

"No," the elevator stopped, Wen Zhiyan walked out, familiar with the way to enter the password, "The old house of the Wen family is home." ”

He opened the door and stood sideways, almost watching her reaction.

Fang Ci put his hands behind his back and hesitated in place.

Wen Zhiyan's hood was still buttoned on his head, and he put one hand in his pocket, "This way, give you one last chance." ”

"If you want to leave now, it's okay, I can send you."

Fang Ci narrowed his eyelashes and looked at the tiled floor that shone brightly.

She tried to figure it out.

I wanted to calm down and think about it, but my heart was first filled with everything in the "Cloud Light" box just now.

Then there was a sudden weary of it in the bottom of my heart, and the desire to destroy it grew.

The door in front of me was halfway open, and you could look inside.

Unknown, pitch black, dangerous.

retracted his gaze and unexpectedly bumped into Wen Zhiyan's gaze.

His eyes narrowed as he stared at her.

Young men and women in their twenties, most of their eyes are erratic and confused, and they are always in the process of finding and establishing themselves.

But the boy in front of him had something unshakable in his eyes.

In the few seconds of staring at each other, Fang Ci vaguely guessed: he must be an extremely self-consistent person who never has internal friction.

Her heartstrings were touched, and she took a deep breath almost imperceptibly and stepped through the door.

-

The interior is wide and empty, with only black and gray colors, and very little furniture. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides overlook the endless night view in the rain.

Just looked around, and the smell feast behind him was gone.

Fang Ci stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched for a while, took out his mobile phone from his bag, opened the weather software that came with it, and checked the weather conditions.

Swipe left with the "Hourly Weather Forecast" on your fingertips, and the rain icon won't turn sunny until two o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Tonight it was 100% rain.

I was stunned to my phone, and a call suddenly popped up on the screen.

【Mom】

She gathered her mind and picked it up.

"Mom."

"Well, I'm not feeling well during my period, so I'll go back to school first."

Qu Yingqiu asked, "Did you and Song Yuze meet the young master of the Wen family?" Does he really look at Song Yuze differently? ”

This is the purpose of her call, not to confirm whether she is safe or not, but to confirm whether her future son-in-law is valued by the top in the circle.

Fang Ci suddenly wanted to laugh.

"I don't know." She replied lightly.

"What do you mean by 'you don't know'?" Qu Yingqiu didn't buy her answer, "Aren't you there?" ”

Fang Ci was silent, recalling the scene on the side of the road, "...... Probably, they seem to know each other quite well. ”

After hearing this, Qu Yingqiu hung up the phone directly.

The icy beep was piercing, but there was no wave on Fang Ci's face.

When I raised my eyes, I saw Wen Zhiyan standing above the steps of the sunken living room.

He should have just gone to take a shower, changed his clothes, black T with loose trousers of the same color, and the trouser legs fell down on the top of his bare feet.

It was only the first time that Fang Ci could see the shape of his head in its entirety.

The hair is short, revealing a smooth forehead, and the long eyebrows press a pair of unruly eyes. He was one year older than her, he should be twenty years old, and he already had a faint sense of aggression in a man.

Wen Zhiyan put his hands in his pockets and looked at her for a few seconds.

Her face was calm, but there were still unclear emotions in her eyes that had not dissipated.

He turned and walked away.

Fang Ci sat in a daze for a while, felt his mouth dry, and went to find the kitchen.

Turning the corner, I saw the banquet leaning against the open kitchen island.

It's obviously a thin figure of a young man, but the shoulder frame is very broad.

She walked over and pulled open the refrigerator.

There are no ingredients and fruits in it, it is all wine and drinks. It seems that he does not live here permanently, and indeed cannot be called "home".

Fang Ci took out a bottle of mineral water, turned around, and twisted the cap.

The bottle cap is threaded in her hands, and she is not patient with pain, and she always needs to put a layer of paper towel to unscrew it.

Trying to exert force, sure enough, it hurt, and she looked around, looking for a napkin box.

During this process, Wen Zhiyan kept staring at her with a smile, and then he stretched out his long arm, pulled the bottle away, easily unscrewed it and handed it back, and sneered, "Bai Chang is so tall." ”

Fang Ci ignored it, raised his head and drank water.

There was a moment of silence.

Yu Guang could always feel his gaze, Fang Ci held the mineral water bottle in one hand, and lifted his eyelids to look at him.

Her eyes are amber, and when she looks at people like this, she looks even more cold.

He looked at her, slowly, "...... Do you know each other officially? ”

He held out his hand, "Smell the feast." ”

Chapter 3

Fang Ci didn't move, only looked at his outstretched hand with his eyes.

He is about 1.9 meters tall, his palms are also large, and his bones are slender, giving people a clean feeling.

In fact, at this time, under the bright light of the room, not only his hands, but his whole person gave people a noble sense of unstained dust, mixed with the scattered ruffian energy on his body, he actually did not violate the harmony.

His gaze gradually moved up from his hands, past his thin waist and thin chest, and fell to his face.

When they met him again, Fang Ci had a strange thought at that moment: he looked dangerous, but at the same time he was also reliable-

Like a hidden home.

Fang Ci reached out and briefly shook his fingertips, then withdrew his hand and turned his back behind him.

His fingertips were hot.

She turned her face away and said softly, "Fang Ci." ”

Wen Zhiyan stared at her, repeating her name, "Fang, Ci." ”

The voice is low, as if pondering the aftertaste.

"Is there any moral to it?"

Dictionary Definition:

"Kindness: Kindness, kindness."

But she admits that she is certainly not a kind person.

"Nope."

She obviously didn't want to talk more, and was about to leave as she spoke, Wen Zhiyan lazily moved her long legs to block her way.

Fang Ci turned his head, he lowered his head and pressed his mobile phone, quickly connected a call, looked at her, and said to the other end of the phone, "Aunt Liang, please send a set of girls' clothes, about one meter seven." ”