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Huang Xing quickly changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Outside the sector, it was dark. The passing vehicles were sparse, and the light from the cars intersected with the dim light of the street lamps, bringing some faint light to the world. This seemed to be a great insult to Edison, the inventor of the electric light. Edison had invented the electric light to resist the darkness, but on the way, these gorgeous lamps seemed to have contracted a disease. The light they released could only illuminate themselves. Only those drivers who didn't have much to worry about had their headlights on, dazzling them. This kind of light had a negative effect in the dark, bringing great inconvenience to pedestrians and vehicles, and even a hidden danger.

When he arrived at Fu Jie District, Huang Xing was already sweating profusely! However, this kind of tiredness wasn't anything to Huang Xing. Right now, he urgently wanted to see Fu Jie, protect her safety and comfort her frightened heart.

On the ground floor, Huang Xing used his sleeves to wipe off the perspiration that was constantly dripping down his body. In front of Fu Jie's home, Huang Xing pressed the doorbell anxiously.

However, there was no response from inside for a long time!

He pressed it a few more times, but there was still no response. Huang Xing thought, and decided to call Fu Jie.

However, just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from inside. Then a sweet, tired voice asked, Who is it, in the middle of the night?

Huang Xing replied boldly: Yes … It's me. Huang Xing.

Fu Jie opened the door, wanting to enter, but she blocked him, leaving only a small gap of half a meter open. Fu Jie was dressed in purple pajamas with a belt, he frowned as he looked at Huang Xing, with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

Huang Xing gasped for breath as he calmed himself down. Just as he was about to speak, Fu Jie asked back: Are you crazy? Why did you come and harass me?

Harassment? These two words stung Huang Xing's heart. Huang Xing said lightly: I'm not at ease, it's … I just came to see you.

'It's raining outside? ' Fu Jie was shocked by Huang Xing's wet appearance.

Huang Xing shook his head. All of this was … Sweat all over.

Fu Jie unwillingly opened the door wider, and complained as he walked back: I was just about to fall asleep when you suddenly woke me up. You've been doing more and more. It was getting more and more unreliable. Even if you weren't tired, it didn't mean that others weren't. Do you understand? Come and ring my doorbell in the middle of the night, it seems like you are really sick!

Huang Xing stepped forward and took off his shoes. He then found a pair of male slippers from the shoe cabinet and stepped on them. The heating in the living room was good, and his sweat poured through the pores. Huang Xing wiped away the sweat on his neck and said: You had such a huge incident in the afternoon, I really can't rest at ease. So. He came over. If I can't get a car tonight, I'll. I just made a little contribution to the green cause and ran all the way here!

Fu Jie glanced at Huang Xing who was sweating profusely and sneered: Is there even a need to? I think you're doing it on purpose. You came here on purpose to torment me! You have no good intentions, right?

Huang Xing was stunned!

Only the heavens knew why the pain of being misunderstood was so severe! He was clearly here to take care of the other party, yet he was accused of 'having bad intentions'. How f * * king unfair!

But Huang Xing still endured the humiliation and moved closer, stared at Fu Jie and said: I have no ill intentions. I'm afraid you don't want to, or. After all, you just got scared like this and got into a car accident. I didn't trust you, so I came to take a look.

She seemed to be not the least bit touched by Huang Xing's arrival. Perhaps she only felt that she was being harassed by him until she woke up when she needed to rest the most.

But a sudden discovery made, made Huang Xing instantly tensed up!

On the coffee table, there was an ashtray!

A makeshift ashtray folded from advertising paper, to be exact!

There were also a few cigarette butts and some ashes.

What did this mean?

Someone has been here?

Who's been here?

A series of questions exploded in Huang Xing's mind. Fu Jie did not smoke. It was so late at night, and there was a man coming to her house, yet he was so calm and continued smoking so many cigarettes!

Fu Jie seemed to have felt Huang Xing's suspicious gaze and subconsciously looked at the tea table. He quietly threw the paper ashtray into the trash can beside. However, she did not explain anything. Instead, her eyes revealed a trace of a different color.

In the end, Huang Xing still couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart. How could he tolerate his beloved woman leaving other men at home to do whatever she wanted at night? Huang Xing tried to probe: Has someone come to my house?

"Yes!" Fu Jie replied indifferently.

Huang Xing continued to ask: "Who is it?" You've been here a long time, haven't you?

Fu Jie impatiently commanded Huang Xing: "What, even the guests that come to my house need to report in detail to you?"

Huang Xing emphasized: "Seeing that these cigarette butts have not been cleaned up yet, this means …. What did it mean? This meant … This means that this person will stay here with you until midnight!

As he spoke, his voice gradually rose to such a level that the latter part of his sentence was almost shouted out.

However, Fu Jie replied him with the most painful sentence: Does this have anything to do with you?

Huang Xing said: It has nothing to do with me? I'm your man.

The word 'friend' was forcefully swallowed back down his throat.

Fu Jie heaved a sigh of relief, and her tone seemed to soften a little. She looked at the Huang Xing who was like a drowned chicken in water in front of her, and felt hatred and pity in her heart. Although this man had made him sad time and time again, he had, after all, come to visit him. Furthermore, his home wasn't too close to this place. After running all the way here, he was exhausted after the cold weather!

Fu Jie was not a wooden person, she knew how to take care of him.

Huang Xing walked over, and quietly looked at the trash bin, at the cigarette that had already been scattered, and was in a daze. He felt that all of this was deeply digging into his originally strong heart.

Fu Jie could vaguely smell the stench of sweat on his body, so she waved her hand and said: "Go take a bath first, I'll find a set of pajamas for you to wear first." Clothes, blow with a hairdryer, tomorrow you have to work, don't catch a cold.

Huang Xing was stunned, he did not dare to imagine that the words would actually come from Fu Jie's mouth!

The consecutive cold wars had already caused Huang Xing to suspect if Fu Jie was deliberately concealing something due to his sudden concern for him. Or, the uneasiness of conscience, the condemnation, the guilt.

He stood there, his mind racing.

Fu Jie said: Still not going?

Huang Xing wanted to say, no need for that. But he didn't have the heart to say it out loud. He was truly unable to resist Fu Jie's precious care, and if he were to refuse, he might not be able to enjoy it ever again. After a moment's hesitation, he walked into the bathroom.

Fu Jie got up, hurriedly found a loose bathrobe for him and threw it over to him, then continued to sit on his own sofa.

The bathrobe seemed to exude the aura of Fu Jie. Huang Xing held it in his hand, unable to bear to put it down. After a long while, he took off his clothes and opened the water cage. At this moment, his underwear was completely soaked. Waves of chilliness spread all over his body and seeped into his bones. However, this sort of coldness was far from compared to the coldness of helplessness deep within his heart.

He rubbed his body inch by inch. His mind was in a mess.

After nervously finishing his body, he changed into the bathrobe that carried Fu Jie's aura and walked out.

Fu Jie glanced in their direction and said: "You can take your clothes to the balcony to hang for a while to let the wind blow faster."

Huang Xing nodded and followed along.

After returning, Huang Xing pulled over a simple stool and sat down.

However, Fu Jie pushed over a bowl of something filled with red liquid and lightly said, "Drink a bowl of ginger water, don't catch a cold."

Huang Xing was startled, he did not expect Fu Jie to be so attentive, and even brewed a bowl of Jiang Tang Water for himself. He felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Huang Xing nodded, and said: Thank you.

Before Huang Xing finished drinking the bowl of ginger canteen of water, Fu Jie had not spoken a single word, she was only thinking about something.

After drinking the water in the bowl, Huang Xing felt his stomach warming up like a stove. He subconsciously looked at the trash basket at the side and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The trash can was gone.

It was very possible that Fu Jie had moved him to another place while he was showering.

However, the more she did this, the more Huang Xing felt uneasy in his heart. If this wasn't a guilty conscience, then what was it?

Huang Xing tried to use a very euphemistic and gentle tone and asked: "Can you tell me, who exactly came here before?

Fu Jie frowned and said: Package Manager.

Huang Dazhi's heart tightened: It's him again?

Fu Jie said: He had dinner with me before sending me back home.

Huang Xing continued to ask: Did he smoke those cigarettes too?

Fu Jie replied: Who else could it be? Package Manager usually... People who don't usually like to smoke.

Huang Xing froze for a moment, and in her heart, she carefully savored Fu Jie's words. What exactly did she want to express?

Maybe it was a preconceived idea playing tricks on him, but Huang Xing felt that Fu Jie was hinting that he normally did not smoke too much, yet tonight's incident had caused him to display abnormal worry for Fu Jie's safety, which was why he borrowed the smoke to worry him …

It seemed that Fu Jie was very grateful and even moved by Bao Shijie's smoking.

In Huang Xing's heart, there was an abnormal feeling of unhappiness. He wanted to take out a cigarette and use the nicotine as a stimulant while hiding his anger and helplessness. But when he habitually touched his cigarettes, he realized that he was wearing Fu Jie's bathrobe.

Fu Jie sighed, and suddenly turned his face to the side.

Huang Xing looked at her charming but cold expression, and felt a pain in his heart.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the bedroom!

Something fell to the ground.

Huang Xing stood up in shock! What was going on?