V2.Chapter 264

From the first day he met the blind Master, Wang Fan always regarded him as a close elder, and he really learned a lot from the blind master. What's more, it was because of the blind Master's guidance and instruction that Wang Fan achieved today.

I didn't expect that the blind Master would lose such a big temper. He thought he was determined to clean up everything. The decision to break away from his current status would only make uncle GUI furious and unforgivable.

But when the blind master left the room, the disappointed expression on his face, and the cold words he said to Wang Fan, were like a steel needle, penetrating into his heart.

Leng in the room of Wang Fan, for a moment do not know what to do, but feel what to do.

Just when Wang Fan was confused, the door of the room was gently pushed open, and a breeze came in along the crack of the door.

"Jiahui?" Wang fan can't believe his eyes. He looks at the door of the room and at Tong Jiahui who is smiling and blinking at him.

Without waiting for Tong Jiahui to speak at the door, Miao Qing pushed the door open behind her and went into the room. She threw her luggage on the ground and tied her head on the soft bed. Her voice was tired and she said, "I'm so tired!"

"Miao Qing?" Looking at Miao Qing lying on the bed, Wang Fan felt a burst of joy.

Because of the appearance of Tong Jiahui and Miao Qing, many unhappiness in my heart were temporarily thrown away by Wang Fan.

Miao Qing, lying on the bed, wriggled like a snake, stuck his head in the quilt and said, "if you two do things, keep your voice down, I'm going to sleep."

Miao Qing's words made Tong Jiahui's face red. She spat lightly and said with a smile: "I don't know who it is. As soon as I come back, I'll go to Wang Fan's bed. Sister Qing, you can't wait to get in touch with Wang Fan!"

Two people's dialogue let Wang fan head a draw, almost thought he was dreaming, ruthlessly pinched in the thigh, a pain from the leg, Wang Fan knew that all this is so real.

Scratching the short hair on his head, Wang Fan asked with a smile, "why did you suddenly come back?"

"Ah Qi called me last night, and I learned about Wang Yue's injury. We were worried that you would be sad about it, so we came back in a hurry." Tong Jiahui closed the door and said softly to Wang Fan.

I've never seen Tong Jiahui talk to himself so gently. Wang Fan was a little bit uncomfortable for a moment. He said awkwardly, "my cousin is out of danger now, but she's still in a coma."

"Don't talk nonsense about cousins and cousins there, Wang Fan. If you're not busy, come and rub your shoulders for me. I'm not used to flying and I feel uncomfortable all over!" Miao Qing on the bed said plaintively.

Looking at Miao Qing lying on the bed, Tong Jiahui chuckled and said to Wang Fan, "I've heard ah Qi tell me that as long as people are OK, you can massage sister Qing, and I have to take a bath."

"Bath? I'll let Xiao Mei... "

Without waiting for Wang Fan to finish, Tong Jiahui's face sank and said, "I can wash it with you."

"That's right. Why go to other people's rooms? We don't know her very well! " Miao Qing, who has already sat up, stares at Wang Fan, who says something wrong.

Some angry Tong Jiahui didn't pay any attention to Wang Fan any more. She went straight to the bathroom in the room, went to the bathroom door, took a look at the environment in the bathroom, turned her head and said to Wang Fan, "go and carry our suitcases up! Our pajamas are in the trunk! "

"Yes! You guys have to do this kind of physical work. I'm really sick of two suitcases all the way! " Miao Qing complained with rolling eyes.

Looking at Miao Qing's small luggage bag on the ground, Wang Fan realized that their luggage was not only that, but also that they really planned to live here.

Hesitated for a moment, Wang Fan did not dare to ask the words, he nodded with a wry smile, then opened the door and walked out of the room.

As soon as I got out of the door of the room, I saw Liu pangzi standing at the entrance of the stairs, staring at his position.

"Fat man, are you looking for me?" Wang fan saw that Liu pangzi had something to say, so he took the initiative to ask.

Asked by Wang Fan, Liu pangzi pulled out two suitcases from the stairway and said to Wang Fan, "I've moved the suitcases of Jiahui and Qingjie. I'm afraid that if you have something to say, I didn't knock on the door."

"Oh, I'm going to move it up. It saves me a lot of trouble!" Wang Fan said, has come to the front of Liu fatty.

After taking two suitcases from Liu pangzi's hand, Wang Fan turns to go back to his room.

"Blind Master, let me tell you that after dinner, we'll leave!" Liu pangzi, who is standing at the entrance of the stairs, looks at Wang Fan's back and whispers to him.

Wang Fan, who is about to return to his room, stops when he hears Liu pangzi's words, but he doesn't look back at Liu pangzi or pick up his words.

Seeing Wang Fan standing there and not responding to himself, Liu pangzi asked with a bitter smile, "there's something I want to ask you about my sister. Are you serious?"

"Fat man!" Wang Fan listened to Liu pangzi's words, a wave of bitterness came to his heart. He bit his teeth to say something to comfort Liu pangzi, but he didn't say it.

"Blind Master said, you can't help yourself, I can understand! Van! Take care Liu Puzi clenched his fist, forced to endure the pain in his heart, and said to Wang Fan's back word by word.

With these words, Liu didn't stop. He turned and walked up the stairs.

In the quiet corridor, the sound of Liu pangzi's shoes stepping on the wooden floor when he went downstairs, the sound of "Dong Dong", beating Wang Fan's eardrum, shocked his restless heart.

Blind Master's initiative to leave, and his cover up for Wang Fan, are doing his last strength to protect Wang Fan.

Turning around, Wang Fan's face was full of tears. He didn't know how to face the blind Master, let alone how to repay the old man.

New life, new identity, these temptation to him is too big, also let him dare not easily back, more dare not easily touch the past things.

The sunlight outside the corridor window, through the clean glass on the window frame, shines on Wang Fan's face, warm and soft like a pair of gentle hands, gently stroking his cheek, wiping the tears on his face.

I thought that when this day came, my mood would be as happy as a runaway wild horse, but I didn't expect that everything in front of me made Wang Fan dare not look directly at it, let alone face it seriously.

"Am I wrong? Did I do something wrong? "

Wang Fan, standing in the corridor, asked himself again and again that he didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong.

Or, it can't be judged by right or wrong at all.