Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

These relics are all some years old, revealing an old atmosphere.

Ji Fanfan reached out to pick up the very worn red scarf. This scarf was a relic of his mother Liu Cuicui, and he knew it.

When Father Ji took him back to Ji's house, Ji Fanfan took his mother's belongings back with him. He remembered that Ms. Liang had a big fight with Father Ji when she saw those things.

Later, Father Ji said that he would throw away his mother's things in order to calm things down. Ji Fanfan always thought that he really threw them away, but Father Ji secretly hid them.

Ji Fanfan put the scarf on his heart. He believed that Father Ji really loved his mother, so that his mother who passed away early could also get some comfort.

Ji Fanfan looked at these things one by one, and finally fell asleep holding them.

He had a dream. Father Ji and Liu Cuicui in the dream were both young, as young as recorded in the only photo.

In the dream, they got married smoothly, and Ji's father didn't go to the city to work hard, but stayed in his hometown with Liu Cuicui. Their lives were ordinary and simple, but they lived happily and happily every day.

After waking up from a big dream, Ji Fanfan opened his eyes, for a moment he couldn't figure out which one was real, the scene in front of him or the dream just now...

He stared blankly at the empty room, the tears falling from the corners of his eyes awakened his dream, and he came back to reality.

Ji Fanfan glanced at the alarm clock, it was 7:[-].

He opened the closet, took out a long black coat, tidied himself up, and walked out.

He went to the flower shop, and there were colorful flowers in the flower shop, only the plain white chrysanthemums stayed quietly in that corner, which seemed so out of place with everything here.

Ji Fanfan gently stroked the white chrysanthemums with his fingertips, his eyes darkened.

"Sir, are you going to visit the grave?" the clerk asked timidly.

Ji Fanfan put away his thousands of thoughts, and turned his head to her with a warm smile, "Well, please help me wrap a bundle."

The young lady lowered her head when he looked at her, her face flushed slightly, and she replied softly, "Okay."

Today is Ji's father's memorial day, and Ji Fanfan came back to China this time to pay homage to him.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the black and cold tombstone, and the bouquet of white chrysanthemums was quietly placed beside the tombstone. There was a breeze, and the petals of the white chrysanthemums swayed gently.

"Dad, I'm here to see you." Ji Fanfan stood there for a long time looking at the black and white photo on the tombstone.

Like that dark night a year ago, he quietly accompanied his deceased relatives, but what was different was that at that time, he was facing a coffin, but now it was a simple tombstone.

When Ji Yuanyu arrived at the cemetery, he saw a person standing in front of Jifu's tombstone from a distance. He couldn't see the person's face clearly, but it didn't hinder his curiosity.

He strode over and gave a soft drink, "Hey, who are you?"

Ji Fanfan followed his reputation, and it was obvious that he was meeting acquaintances, but his expression was indifferent, without even a slight fluctuation.

However, Ji Yuanyu was shocked, he did not expect that the person who had disappeared for a year would suddenly appear!Immediately afterwards, the jealous anger of the enemy was revealed.

With a dark face, he walked over quickly, cursing dirtyly: "Bitch! Who gave you permission to come here!"

Ji Fanfan didn't even look at him, and said coldly, "Why can't I come?"

Ji Yuanyu stared angrily, "You are just an illegitimate child who can't stand on the stage, what right do you have to come here!"

"Oh?" Ji Fanfan finally turned his eyes to him, and retorted, "A person like you who dragged his biological father's body to rot and refuses to bury it for the sake of inheritance is eligible to come?"

Ji Yuanyu's face suddenly became ugly, because Ji Fanfan's words just hit his spine.

At the beginning, the farce of Ji's family was aroused throughout Yangcheng. Ji Yuanyu and Ms. Liang were often criticized, and because of this incident, the business of Ji's family was also affected. Choose not to renew.

Ji Yuanyu's face turned green, and he cursed angrily: "It's not your turn to teach me!" He stretched out his hand to push Ji Fanfan.

Ji Fanfan stood there without moving a bit, but when Ji Yuanyu's hand was about to touch his shoulder, he grabbed Ji Yuanyu's wrist with his left hand, looked at him coldly with his dark eyes, and said in a very calm tone, "One year No, you haven't made any progress at all."

Ji Yuanyu never expected that the person who used to be beaten and scolded would dare to fight back now!

And he dared to mock him!How can he bear this?

His face turned red all of a sudden, and he was so angry that he wanted to teach Ji Fanfan a lesson.

He swung a punch with the other hand suddenly, thinking that he would definitely make the opponent look good, but he didn't expect Ji Fanfan to dodge it easily, and then there was a pain in his knee, and he knelt down uncontrollably.

Ji Fanfan didn't give him a chance to fight back at all, pinched the back of his neck with his left hand accurately, exerted strength with his hand, and completely pressed Ji Yuanyu to the ground, and sneered: "You think I'm still the one who let you beat me back then?" Scold Ji Fanfan for not fighting back!"

Ji Yuanyu was suppressed, his hands were grabbing indiscriminately in the air, but he couldn't catch anything, he could only shout angrily: "You have the guts to let me go! Let's fight one-on-one! One-on-one!"

Ji Fanfan stepped on his back, "You deserve it too!" In the past year, he has not only just recuperated his illness so leisurely.

He understands that only when he becomes stronger, those who dared to bully him before will weigh them first when they fight against him in the future.

The pain from his back made Ji Yuanyu cry out, "Ji Fanfan! How dare you treat me like this—ah!"

His voice stopped abruptly, because Ji Fanfan suddenly increased his strength on his feet.

Ji Fanfan looked at the people on the ground indifferently, "If it weren't for Dad's memorial day, I would never let you go so easily."

After the words fell, he withdrew his feet and stood in front of the tombstone again.

Ji Yuanyu got up from the ground, rubbing his stuffy chest in pain, and the pain on his back made him grin his teeth. He looked at Ji Fanfan aggrieved, but he didn't dare to fight Ji Fanfan again.

But he was not willing to just admit cowardice like this, he wanted to sneer a few more words, but seeing Ji Fanfan suddenly turned around, he took a big step back vigilantly, "What else do you want?!"

Ji Fanfan glanced at the paper tiger lightly, and walked his own way.

Ji Yuanyu stared dissatisfiedly at the back of him leaving. After seeing him leave completely, the anger in his heart could no longer be restrained, and he kicked the bouquet of white chrysanthemums away angrily, "Hmph! Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch !!"

After mourning Ji's father, Ji Fanfan drove away from the cemetery, he still had a place to go.

In the visiting room of Yangcheng Prison, Ji Fanfan crossed his legs and looked at the man glaring at him behind the glass with a smile.

"Old friend, what's the matter? Are you not happy to see me?"

As soon as his words fell, Qian He bounced up from his chair excitedly as if bitten by a poisonous snake, but was forced back to the distance by the prison guards, staring at the person in front of him with tears in his eyes, "Ji Fanfan!!"

Ji Fanfan smiled brightly at him, "I'm here." He raised his eyelids slightly, but with a contemptuous expression, "Now it finally feels like meeting old friends."

He tilted his head, looked at the other person who wanted to rush over and kill him, and his smile deepened, "I'm still alive and well, I'm really disappointed."

Qian He was panting heavily, the scars on his face were distorted, and he stared at him like a ghost, "My mother is really too kind, I should have killed you straight away!"

Ji Fanfan's smile became brighter, but his eyes were extremely cold, "Okay." He leaned back in the chair fearlessly, "But, you don't think you have a chance to come out, do you? No way?"

"One hand—" He looked at his right hand with pursed lips, with naked hatred in his indifferent eyes, and continued: "I think it's worth it for you to spend a lifetime in prison."

Qian He wanted to rush up again, but was blocked by the cold glass that he could never break through. He roared angrily, like a wild beast out of control, "Ji Fanfan!!!"

The prison guard pressed him down again, and the handcuffs on his body that symbolized justice made him even more restrained.

Ji Fanfan admired his expression, with a smile on his lips all the time, as if he really just came to visit some memorable old friend.

"It's time." The prison guard's indifferent voice sounded in the visiting room.

Ji Fanfan stood up in a good mood, and said politely and thoughtfully: "Then, goodbye, old friend."

Qian He wished he could rush up and tear that obtrusive smiling face to pieces, but he was just a prisoner right now, and he couldn't vent even if he was full of anger.

Suddenly, he thought of something, his eyes widened suddenly, he broke free from the escort of the prison guard, ran to the side of the thick glass and started shouting crazily: "You planned all this, didn't you! You asked Fu Zechuan to come here!" Deal with me! It was you who deliberately placed an order to give me a chance! Your mother planned it out, didn’t you!!”

Ji Fanfan retracted the step he had taken, and he turned his head to show a warm and sympathetic smile to the maddened man with bulging eyes.

However, his expression turned into a sarcastic admission in Qian He's eyes. The blood on Qian He's face faded away in an instant, and then sorrow and anger invaded his brain like a poisonous snake, and he viciously He slapped the glass frantically, but could only be impotent and furious.

Coming out of the visiting room, it was a sunny day outside, with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but in the visiting room behind him, there were continuous bursts of angry roars.

Hearing this pleasant voice, Ji Fanfan stepped out of this place.

In the supermarket, Ji Fanfan was leisurely buying ingredients for dinner when he received a call from President Cai of the Translation Association.

"President Cai, hello."

"Hello, F, is your hand feeling better?"

While picking fruit, Ji Fanfan replied, "It's okay now, thank you for your concern."

Chairman Cai laughed and said: "That's good, that's good, then when you are free, let's discuss the translation of "Dimension Separation"."?