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The incision left after the thoracotomy was painful, Fang Funong left the Twin Towers where Mi Ya was located without turning his head, even if someone chased after him calling his name, he ignored it.

Fang Funong stopped the car and left. Zhan Yifei, who was chasing downstairs, could only see the dust and dust along the way of the taxi, his eyes were blinded by the sudden light, and he couldn't catch up.

"Fang Fu Nong!" Zhan Yifei shouted with all his might.

Hearing the shout, the driver asked the man in the passenger seat if he wanted to stop?

Fang Funong glanced at the rearview mirror, then shook his head and said, "Turn around casually and look at Shanghai."

The driver asked another question in confusion, but the other party closed his eyes tiredly.

Not long after being discharged from the hospital, Fang Funong's life was terrible, and every incident was life-threatening.Ye Huanjun bought a soft-shelled turtle that day to make soup for his nephew. He had just walked out of the vegetable market and walked up the path when a man dressed as a migrant worker suddenly appeared in front of him, and he splashed paint on her head and face.The man dressed as a migrant worker ran away, leaving only a middle-aged woman who fell to the ground with limp feet, crying like a little girl, and forgot to take the turtle in her hand when she returned home.

Those loan sharks didn't have a heart like Ciba. In addition to splashing paint on Ye Huanjun's body, they even smashed her windows in the middle of the night.Ye Huanjun reported to the police once, but the police made it clear that they were not keen on investigating such a small case, so they dealt with it hastily.Reporting the crime is like sinking into the sea. Ye Huanjun was frightened and couldn't get sick.

Ye Huanjun entrusted her nephew to sell the house. She wondered if she would be able to avoid harassment after moving. Later, she told Fang Funon that recently she always dreamed that the ghost of the woman surnamed Qi who jumped off the building 20 years ago was still there. Kill.She thinks that people in this family have had such a bad life recently, they must be inseparable from that woman, and they must go to the temple to burn incense.

The theory of ghosts and gods is of course nonsense, but Mr. Ye Huanjun spoke convincingly. She also said that she saw a young man in the hospital that day. The facial features, especially the charming eyes, were exactly the same as that woman back then.She didn't think anything at the time, but the more she thought about it after returning home, the more suspicious she became. It wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for resurrecting the dead.

This is even more ridiculous, Fang Funong knew it but didn't point it out, Ye Huanjun saw Zhan Yifei.

The past few days have been unnaturally hot, and the sun has been so busy that it has almost completely melted the roof of the car in a pouring state.There was a smell of gasoline from a new car in the carriage, and Fang Funong felt the pain in his chest worsen, and he coughed several times.His throat was so sweet and greasy that it made people suspicious. He suspected that he would cough up blood like a consumptive ghost again, so he hurriedly took out the cigarettes in his pocket.

It can also be regarded as fighting poison with poison.

The driver brother has seen such aimless passengers before, either he has just lost his love, or he will lose his job.He didn't know that the man in front of him could be considered both. Anyway, he doesn't look like it. He looks like a young man in a hunting and fun place, and he can only let others "break up in love".The elder brother of the driver turned down the air conditioner a little, opened the window slightly, and tried to talk to him: "It's been too hot these days."

Fang Funong bit one cigarette into his mouth, and handed another to the other party.

The driver brother hurriedly shook his head: "Thank you, thank you, I don't smoke."

"Quitting smoking?"

Realizing that the other person's gaze seems to be asking, "How do you know?" Fang Funong lit his own cigarette and said, "Your fingernails are all yellowed by the smoke, at least ten years old."

"20 years of smoking." The driver brother replied with a smile, "Emphysema caused cor pulmonale. I can't afford it."

Fang Funong hesitated whether to pinch the cigarette, but the other party smiled and said, "Don't pinch it, it's good to smell it."

Taking a closer look at the driver, he saw that the driver had white hair, lines all over his face, and obvious signs of swelling on his face and hands, which seemed to be a symptom of emphysema in the late stage. , at this age and in poor health, you should rest at home and take care of yourself.”

"I can't help it. My son is going to get married. With a loan of nearly [-] yuan a month, the parents can give him a little bit."

"You should let him pay it himself. What kind of man is he if he doesn't earn money to support his family?"

"He usually spends a lot of money, not to mention earning money to support his family. That salary is not enough." The driver's old face showed a helpless expression, "20 years of smoking, asking me to quit smoking is like killing me. In fact, if I don't quit Yes, but a foreign medicine for treating emphysema is too expensive, my son advised me to take traditional Chinese medicine after quitting smoking, and I don’t want to burden my family any more—”

"You are too aggrieved by the way you live." Fang Funong shook his head and smiled, then handed the cigarette up again, directly to the other's lips.

"I can't, I can't..."

"Damn it." Fang Fu Nong scolded unceremoniously, "It's my own pleasure to have my lungs pumped out, don't worry about it, anyway, I don't need you to go to the grave after my death—you'll just follow me like this from now on your son said."

The big brother driver couldn't help but bit the cigarette into his mouth after all, and the man beside him even lit it for himself.

"That's right." Fang Funong laughed inexplicably happily, and then coughed again.

The smoke in the car was thicker, and seeing the other party coughing badly again, the driver brother couldn't help persuading him, "I think you shouldn't smoke, you are younger than me The old patient doesn't seem to be in good spirits, so he won't live long after such a toss."

Fang Funong didn't take it seriously, "I won't live long and I won't die."

The driver brother drove the car onto the viaduct, and he cast his eyes out of the window. The huge billboards in the vicinity flashed past in front of his eyes, and the Oriental Pearl Tower in the distance towered into the clouds and moved slowly.

He is really tired of the ever-changing city that never sleeps.

He and the driver brother walked around almost the whole of Shanghai. It was already late when Fang Funong returned to Ye Huanjun's house. The beauty was not feeling well these days, so a nephew has to show his filial piety.

Ye Huanjun was curled up on the sofa watching entertainment news, Yuji contacted Tang E's agent on the spot to verify the news about his broken back.Immediately after the call was connected, a giant woman's voice came out from the TV——

"I really think those people who take things out of context are very funny. Xiao Tang himself does not discriminate against homosexuals. He also has many friends in this circle, but he really is not. He likes girls very much. He is sure that he is still heterosexual at least so far. ..."

This answer is quite good, no one can offend, and the girls' illusions about him were broken without a bite.The fact is that most of the celebrities who sell rotten bloggers are straight, and the real gays are always afraid of being seen through at a glance.

This voice gave Fang Funong a headache. He didn't plan to eat and planned to rest early.

Suddenly, he saw a bunch of beautifully wrapped flowers on the table, Ye Huanjun was too lazy to take care of it at the moment, and didn't even think about putting it in the bottle.

Fang Funong asked, "Where did this come from?"

"A courier came with you to deliver these flowers. In fact, I have delivered them several times, but I drove them back." Ye Huanjun hadn't seen anyone send flowers to his home for many years, and he was too scared at first. Shu, today I suddenly figured it out, "I thought it was the person who splashed my paint that day again, but I thought those desperadoes couldn't be so romantic and wealthy..."

Turning a deaf ear to Ye Huanjun's noise, Fang Funong took out the card, which still had the word "Li" on it.But this time is different from before. There is also an address and a time on the card.

The address is "Lao Ma Cai Fan" in that narrow alley, and the time is two days later.

Fang Funong once had a girlfriend when he was a student, perhaps he could be regarded as "the only girlfriend".The girl named Li Hui once leaned against him, pointing to a book, reading an author named Feng Tang's memories of a woman who moved his heart.When we met again after several years, the woman said this sentence: Do you want to play a game of chess again? I made a bet with you in middle school. Chess can still give you two pieces, and it can still win you.

This sentence touched Li Hui a lot, and it also left a deep impression on Fang Funong.

Not surprised, not surprised, heartbeat as usual, long time no see.