contract relationship

Chapter 51

Fan Shuojing went downstairs, walked through the living room, exited the porch, and stood still in front of the porter.

An Tong followed all the way, seeing the door of the villa getting closer and closer, feeling more and more panicked.

An Tong slandered: "Isn't it... Are you going to drive me away?"

Fan Shuojing turned around, finally looked at An Tong, and said in a low voice, "Go in."

Ah, it's not about driving out the door, it's about the servant's porter.

Or should it be locked up?

An Tong blinked, already a little dazed and speechless.

Although not having to sleep on the street is a very good result, but... In the current situation, Fan Shuojing just doesn't say a word, is she going to pretend that nothing happened?

Whitewashing peace or self-deception?

An Tong always felt that his hanging heart was pushed by someone, and it began to spin in mid-air.

Dangling, no whereabouts.

There was an empty space in my heart.

An Tong was reluctant, and gradually slowed down, stopping at an arm's length away from Fan Shuojing.

Fan Shuojing waited for a few seconds, but An Tong didn't move, so she took the lead to enter the concierge.

The door of the room is open.She dragged the chair to the edge of the crib, straightened it, and sat down.

After that, Fan Shuojing looked at An Tong outside the door: "Come in and sleep."

An Tong asked questions in his head, completely confused about the situation.

What does it mean?What is Fan Shuojing thinking?

An Tong moved in slowly: "Mr. Fan..."

Fan Shuojing interrupted An Tong: "It's late, go to bed first."

"how about you?"

Fan Shuojing: "I watch you sleep."

This, this, this...? ? ?

Surveillance?

An Tong raised his hand and swore: "I won't go out! You don't have to stare at me here..."

Originally, An Tong wanted to spend the night safely, and didn't plan to sneak out, let alone go upstairs.It's just that something happened, she couldn't help it to plan, and she didn't mean it.

It's a fact that Fan Shuojing is upset, and An Tong knows it very well.

But An Tong was also quite wronged.

And she apologized too.

An Tong stood in the open space, lowered his head and picked his fingers.

Fan Shuojing frowned, thought for a long time, and tried to change her words: "I'm not staring at you...I'm sleeping with you."

An Tong: "???"

An Tong's whole body is not well.

Fan Shuojing coughed lightly: "Go to sleep, do you want to keep the light on?"

"Stay... or not, it doesn't matter."

An Tong stuttered and didn't know what he said.

Fan Shuojing got up, waited for An Tong to climb onto the bed from the other side, and turned off the chandelier.

Leave a floor lamp, the halo is cast on the ground, softly illuminating a small area.The room became dark, and Fan Shuo sat quietly on the chair beside the bed, with the light behind him, casting a shadow on An Tong.

The quiet night has what it should look like, the strong wind is isolated, the whistling sound can't be heard, and the light of the floor lamp seems to have the power to block the hustle and bustle.

An Tong understood a little bit.

An Tong hugged the quilt and lay on his side, half of his face was covered under it, his eyes were exposed, and he looked at Fan Shuojing.

Fan Shuojing whispered, "Close your eyes."

An Tong didn't listen.

Fan Shuojing stretched out her hand and put her palm on An Tong's eyes.

The eyelashes trembled slightly on the fingertips, like a small brush, itching to sweep.

An Tong's eyeballs were moving without track, and he was flustered and unable to settle down.

Fan Shuojing didn't speak, waited for a few minutes and took his hand away.

An Tong opened his eyes again, still bright and awake, and blinked at Fan Shuojing.

Fan Shuojing sighed, thought for a while, and asked, "How does An Changsheng coax you to sleep?"

"He doesn't coax me. He has to socialize and comes home very late every day. I sleep by myself."

Fan Shuojing twisted her fingertips and rubbed them unconsciously.This is probably the biggest problem she has ever encountered. It is not forced, but voluntary.

Thinking of the end, Fan Shuojing touched An Tong's head: "Can I sleep like this?"

An Tong shrank under the quilt.

Fan Shuojing's movements stopped immediately, and she withdrew her hand from touching An Tong.

An Tong was a little embarrassed, and pushed the quilt down: "I don't want to sleep."

"why?"

An Tong didn't answer, but instead acted softly: "Shall we chat?"

A moment of silence.

An Tong thought it was over.

Fan Shuojing leaned on the back of the chair, let out a long breath, and looked tired.She spoke suddenly, and said without beginning and end: "He is my brother."

"Ah? Ah..." An Tong understood, referring to the man upstairs, "I'm sorry, I thought it was a strange... lunatic."

"you are right."

Fan Shuojing: "You saved me, you are helping me. You don't need to apologize."

It turned out that Mr. Fan knew.Reasonable people are sociable to a certain extent, and can stay awake at all times, better than those who are emotional and unable to reason.

An Tong felt better and relaxed.

An Tong was puzzled: "Is he going to kill you?"

"No."

There's no after that.

An Tong took the lead in chatting, followed the topic, and reminded Fan Shuojing: "He stabbed you with pieces."

"He..." Fan Shuojing paused, and took a moment to organize his words, "He's usually fine."

Apparently, no suitable expression could be found.

Not knowing whether it was to convince An Tong or to repeat it to herself, Fan Shuojing followed up and said, "He is usually a very gentle person and treats people very kindly, but tonight is an, uh, an exception—are you scared?"

An Tong hesitated, but nodded in agreement.

Fan Shuojing reached out to rub An Tong's hair again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

It is because of this that Fan Shuojing sits here with An Tong.

This time An Tong didn't hide, and raised his head slightly, rubbing against Fan Shuojing's palm.

Fan Shuojing: "Sleep, I won't leave."

We didn't talk for a long time either.

Fan Shuojing looked very tired and didn't want to speak at all.Because An Tong was terribly frightened, Fan Shuojing was afraid that she would have a nightmare, so she reluctantly chatted with her for a while.

The soothing was very effective, and soon the drowsiness swept over, and An Tong's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

An Tong tried to open his eyes and asked Fan Shuojing to come up and sleep together.

Fan Shuojing shook her head, covered An Tong's eyes again, and touched the thin eyelids with her palm, feeling the warmth.

There is a clear fragrance, accompanied by falling asleep, lingering in the room.

An Tong slept soundly without dreaming.

The next morning, when An Tong woke up, Fan Shuojing was helping her cover the quilt.

The four eyes met, and time froze for a moment.

Fan Shuojing pressed down the quilt and asked An Tong to get up.

An Tong got up immediately, without delay for half a second, quickly got out of bed and got dressed.

Fan Shuojing looked at An Tong strangely, suppressed her suspicions, and explained: "The new toothbrush and towel are in the cabinet, and there is no change of clothes, so let's make do with it."

After the voice fell, An Tong followed closely: "No, I won't change."

So cooperative.

Fan Shuojing didn't quite get used to it.

Fan Shuojing: "Go wash up. Breakfast is in the dining room, eat by yourself."

"I'm not hungry……"

The stomach grumbled in due course.

An Tong changed his words: "I don't have to eat..."

Fan Shuojing had no choice but to rub the center of her brow twice: "Don't do this."

what?

An Tong blinked and tilted his head slightly, not understanding.

Fan Shuojing: "I'm looking for Luan Man, and I won't trouble you."

An Tong was shocked: "How do you know it's Luan Man..."

Before she finished speaking, An Tong remembered that when she went upstairs last night, she said she was on the phone with Luan Man.

Fan Shuojing is not stupid, he can be connected with a little thought.

An Tong tried to defend Luan Man: "She is also worried about you..."

Fan Shuojing waved his hand, not wanting to listen.

An Tong shared the burden for Luan Man: "Then we discuss..."

"I do not want to talk."

"Oh."

An Tong went to brush his teeth, and looked out with the toothbrush in his mouth, but Fan Shuojing was nowhere to be seen.

There was no one on the first floor, it was quiet, only An Tong himself.I don't know where the meal in the restaurant came from. There are fried eggs and bacon, and the milk is still warm, all on the table.

Such a big house is not popular, as if it is a place reserved for ghosts.

An Tong sat down at the dining table and began to wait.

Half an hour later, Fan Shuojing came down from upstairs: "I'll take you back to the city."

When passing by the restaurant, Fan Shuojing glanced at the dining table and began to frown: "Have you finished eating yet?"

An Tong is obedient: "Waiting for you to eat together."

It was beyond Fan Shuojing's expectations, so that Fan Shuojing didn't react for a long time, nor did she respond.

An Tong asked: "Have you eaten?"

Fan Shuojing regained consciousness: "I'm not hungry."

Familiar lines, it happened before.

Now again.

Fan Shuojing thought for a while, pulled away the chair opposite An Tong, sat down and took a toast: "Hurry up and eat."

Only then was An Tong satisfied, poured half a glass of milk for Fan Shuojing, picked a few blueberries and strawberries, put them on the plate, and pushed them in front of Fan Shuojing.

"Don't eat too much. This blueberry is sour and appetizing."

Fan Shuojing glanced at An Tong with deep eyes.

Fan Shuojing said before that she can't eat too much, or her stomach will feel uncomfortable.

An Tong looked rough, but he remembered it, and he could still think that Fan Shuojing had a bad appetite and started to eat sour food.

Fan Shuojing's bad mood, which lasted for a long time, seemed to be a little better.

The morning light from the floor-to-ceiling windows came in, bright and filling the black hole in my heart.

Fan Shuojing ate half a plate of fruit, didn't touch the bacon and fried eggs, and ate a few mouthfuls of milk and toast.

An Tong had a lot of appetite, so he stuffed bacon into his mouth, ate a portion for two, and added a glass of milk at the end.

Gudu Gudu When the water was finished, An Tong put down the glass, wiped his mouth, and patted his belly contentedly.

Halfway through the filming, she found Fan Shuojing looking at her, An Tong stopped and pretended nothing happened: "I'm full."

Fan Shuojing didn't expose it, and got up to get the car keys.

An Tong stopped Fan Shuojing: "That..."

"what?"

An Tong looked at the direction of the stairs: "Just go like this? Can I go up and apologize to him...to your brother?"

"Need not."

Fan Shuojing left after speaking.

An Tong didn't give up: "It should be right? The doctor seemed to stay for a long time last night. Did I hit him too hard? Did I hurt him..."

Fan Shuojing refused very simply: "He doesn't see anyone."

Nobody... hell?

Everyone in the Fan family is so strange?

No wonder there are no servants in such a big villa, and the rooms are not cleaned, like an empty haunted house.

Speaking of which, Fan Shuojing's house is quite similar to this place, with the same style and no living atmosphere.

On the way back to the city, Fan Shuojing was driving.During Luan Man's phone call, Fan Shuojing hung up immediately.

An Tong secretly sent a message to Luan Man in the co-pilot.

Fan Shuojing stopped her with words: "Don't contact her."

Being discovered, An Tong deleted the text and showed Fan Shuojing a blank dialog box.

Fan Shuojing didn't look, but focused on the road ahead.

An Tong remembered the "accident" mentioned by Luan Man, hesitated again and again, and asked Fan Shuojing, "Did your brother have an accident?"

"I don't want to talk about him."

"Oh..." An Tong found another topic, "Then you..."

"I'm in a very bad state now. An Tong, I'm trying to concentrate. If you don't want to hit the stone pile in front, don't talk to me."

An Tong covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

Fan Shuojing drove downstairs to Ruide's and asked An Tong to go up to continue the task of the previous day.

Fan Shuojing has other jobs and needs to go out to meet people.An Tong tried to get Fan Shuojing to take her with her, but unfortunately failed.

Fan Shuojing's patience is at a negative value, if An Tong says one more word, she will frown.During the three minutes of waiting for the driver, she wanted to get angry eight times, and five times she had the tendency to throw things.

Forget it.

Seeing Fan Shuojing's car go away, An Tong thought, I also have something to do.

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The author has something to say: try to make a second change.

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