Repeatedly jumping on the edge of death

"You'll know if you try it?" The executive officer laughed lowly: "Or, you can choose to refuse, but on the contrary, you will never even think about leaving this place in your life."

An Yi's face was gloomy, unable to see his expression clearly, he clenched his hands even harder.

After a while, An Yi opened his mouth again: "I see, I will think it over."

"Wait for your reply." The executive leaned back in his chair and looked at An Yi with a playful face.

It is impossible to leave this place unless you choose to die outside.

An Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left this place without hesitation.

As soon as he went out, 07 breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You were really not afraid of death just now!"

An Yi rubbed his messy hair, looked at the dark elevator door in front of him, and said softly, "I'm just trying it out."

07 really wanted to slap Ann twice immediately, his face flushed with anger: "Try what? Try to see if he will agree, or try to see if you will die?"

Hearing the angry speech, An Yi was in a good mood: "You should know."

07 was so angry that he couldn't hold back any words, so he just nestled up and ignored An Yi.

Seeing that the time was about the same, An Yi decided to go home and get some sleep again. Now he was almost sleep deprived all day long, and he was about to develop dark circles.

As soon as she got into the elevator and went up the first floor, someone pressed it from the outside, and An subconsciously moved back, waiting for someone to come in.

When the elevator door opened, no one was seen, but a stack of materials and books that were too high.

The man walked into the elevator staggeringly, the things in his hands were tilted here and there, An Yi wanted to step forward to help, but the next second, the man seemed to trip over his feet, and then fell down with the books down.

Only then did An Yi see clearly that it was a girl.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't look at the road, are you okay?"

Before An Yi could speak, the girl who fell on the ground rubbed her head and opened her mouth to apologize.

"It's okay" An Yi replied.

The white coat on the girl was loose, her long chestnut hair was pulled back, her almond eyes were still pink from the fall just now.

Looking at the materials on the ground, An Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, so he squatted down and began to help pick them up.

At this time, the girl raised her head and glanced at the person in front of her, and her eyes were immediately attracted to him.

"You work here too?" The girl raised the topic.

An Yin hummed. To be honest, communicating with strangers was a major difficulty for him.

Just when the girl was about to say the second sentence, she was suddenly stopped behind her.

"Xu Xingli?"

Hearing a familiar voice, An Yi raised his head and took a look, but because of the cover of the girl in front, the voice did not find him.

Xu Xingli quickly patted the dirt on his body, stood up, with a smile on his face: "Hello, teacher! I accidentally fell down just now, clean it up right away!"

Because of the girl getting up, Funing also saw clearly the person who was looking down to pick up the materials.

Funing came closer, and said softly, "Long time no see."

An Yi picked up the document and held it in his hand, looked into Fu Ning's eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "It's been a long time."

Xu Xingli stood aside, as if he was the one who didn't fit in.

An Yi glanced at Fu Ning, turned around and handed the information in Xu Xing's hand, Xu Xingli froze for a moment and hurried up to continue.

This is when Fu Ning's gaze was also attracted. On the fair and slender left ring finger, there was a shiny silver ring on it.

Fu Ning's eyes fluttered, the blood in his heart seemed to be blocked, and his throat seemed to be on fire.

It was worn on the ring finger.

"Thank you." Xu Xingli thanked An Yi with a smile on his face.

Before An Yi could speak, Funing interrupted.

"Xu Xingli, there are still materials on the laboratory table, go and get them."

Xu Xingli had a puzzled look on his face, he had already finished taking it, but when he saw Fu Ning's face, he still shut up and didn't speak, turned his head and walked out of the elevator.

An Yi leaned against the corner of the elevator wall, watching the elevator door close.

Fu Ning raised his hand to take off the glasses on his face. The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were light brown, as if with affection. Fu Ning raised his hand and rubbed the mountain roots, and leaned on the back of the elevator.

His voice was a bit stiff, but he could still open his mouth: "Shilian... proposed?".

An Yi paused, turned to look at Fu Ning, and hummed.

Fu Ning's throat was even more uncomfortable. Although he knew it was impossible, he still felt pain when he saw the facts.

It's the kind of bloating and sore pain, leaning on the back of the cold elevator, the bones of the whole person are astringent.

The elevator door was about to open, Fu Ning shook the glasses in his hand, opened them again and put them on his eyes, and the watery light in the bottom of his eyes was also erased instantly by taking them up.

His voice was still sharp, but his lips were still trembling, and he lowered his voice word by word, as if he had completely let go of the straw.

"New, married, fast, happy"

The elevator door opened, An Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Fu Ning. Although Fu Ning had no expression on his face, he knew that that feeling was absolutely uncomfortable in his heart.

"Thank you." An Yi's tone was also very light, and it sounded like a feather in Funing's ears, but it was different from the usual feathers.

It is barbed.

The elevator doors were closed, and the enclosed environment made Funing even more depressed. Fu Ning frowned, pressed down on the floor, and raised his hands to rub his swollen and painful temples.

Let your thoughts fly.

The moment the elevator door opened, the vibrating sound of the phone in his pocket stopped Funing from walking.

Funing paused for a moment, and the elevator door closed again. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and stared at the notes on it.

Shi Lian... What are you calling yourself at this time?ridicule?make fun of?

But in the next second, Fu Ning laughed at his stupid question, how could Shi Lian know what he and An Yi were talking about.

When the phone vibrated, just when the other party was about to get impatient, Funing picked it up.

"What's the matter?" Funing's voice was extremely cold, as if covered with a thin layer of frost.

"I need to talk to you."

Funing leaned against the door with great interest: "What do you want to talk about?"

Shi Lian paused, and continued: "About Lan Si."

Fu Ning frowned imperceptibly, and his tone was a little impatient: "I don't want to talk about any topics about him."

Shi Lian fell silent, and only after a while did he speak again: "Lan Si is not dead."

Fu Ning's pupils froze for a moment, but then he regained his composure: "What's none of my business?".

Shi Lian rubbed his fingers, he originally planned to consider whether to tell Fu Ning, but in this situation, between the lines, Fu Ning only had one word of hatred for Lan Si.

He didn't know how Fu Ning would react to what he said next.

Shi Lian exhaled, and said in a solemn tone, "It's about the fire ten years ago."

Suddenly, Funing's face froze, and his voice became low: "What do you want to say!"