fleeting years live up to your love

Jian Yao couldn't fall asleep, went into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water, and suddenly heard movement outside the door.

She suddenly became nervous, and took a rolling pin from the cupboard and held it in her hand, but the rolling pin was too thin to work. She put down the rolling pin, walked out lightly, picked up the ashtray on the coffee table, and shook it. Very substantial.

She slowly approached the entrance and looked out through the cat's eye on the door. The sensor lights in the corridor were already dimmed, and it was pitch black.

She was sure she heard correctly, there seemed to be a sound of picking a lock just now.

With a bang, the door was opened.

Holding her breath, she stood by the door, picked up the ashtray in her hand, and saw a black figure stepping into the room. Without thinking about it, she smashed it hard.

With a bang, the ashtray hit Hei Ying's head.

She heard a muffled grunt, and then the black shadow leaned against the door panel and slowly slid down.

She took a step back, turned on the light in the living room, and was about to reach for her mobile phone to call the police, but found that the person sitting by the door was Fu Shengnian.

The man's forehead was already bleeding.

He hadn't completely lost consciousness, he looked at her with his red eyes, and then at the ashtray in her hand, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, angry and helpless: "You hit me with that thing?"

"I didn't know it was you."

Originally, she wanted to call the police, but now she changed to call an ambulance. The number had just been dialed, and before she could speak, Fu Shengnian tightly grasped the wrist holding the ashtray.

"Don't call an ambulance."

"You're bleeding."

"fine."

After the words fell, two streams of blood flowed down his nasal cavity.

She was even more panicked, and hurriedly told the emergency personnel the location of the apartment, and hung up the phone. She helped Fu Shengnian to the sofa, asked him to look up, took a tissue to help him wipe his nosebleeds, brought a first-aid kit, and tried to help him. The wound on his head stopped bleeding first.

She hit it too hard just now, she used all her strength...

As soon as the ambulance staff arrived, Fu Shengnian was carried away on a stretcher. Jian Yao thought about it, but she was still not at ease. After all, she was the one who injured the man. She took her bag and ran out in a hurry.

When the elevator door was about to close, she blocked the door with her bag and walked in.

Fu Shengnian squinted his eyes at her, and when he saw her chasing her, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Seeing that he was still in the mood to laugh, she rolled her eyes and stared at him, but he immediately stopped laughing, frowning in pain.

It does hurt!

When they arrived at the hospital, Jian Yao was relieved when the emergency doctor treated Fu Shengnian's forehead injury and made sure that he didn't need to be hospitalized.

She paid the fee, ignored him, took the elevator downstairs, and quickly left the hospital.

When she came, she took an ambulance, and it was not easy to take a taxi at this time, so she simply put the hood of her clothes on her head and walked back.

Not long after, she heard familiar footsteps, following her not far or near.

She didn't need to look back to know that the person following her was Fu Shengnian.

Remembering that he used a key to open the door and entered her house today, she couldn't help but stop and turn to look at him.

The man was a few steps away from her, and when she stopped, he stopped too.

In the streamer of street lamps, the silhouette of the man was colder and harder than the night. He stood there silently, watching her quietly, without speaking.

"Why do you still have my keys?"

Fu Shengnian felt guilty for a while.

"How many keys to my house do you have?"

He didn't speak, she went straight to him, touched his pocket, took out the key he was carrying in his pocket, held it in her hand, and said patiently: "Is there any more?"

"Have."

"where?"

"Home."

"There are many?"

Fu Shengnian did not calculate the specific number, but when distributing the keys, he directly ordered a dozen of them just in case, and now there are two keys in Jian Yao's hands, and he still has at least ten more.

"How many?"

Her tone increased, and she glared at him.

"Three."

"How many?"

"Five."

Jian Yao refused to believe him, and secretly gritted her teeth: "I'll give you another chance to confess and be lenient."

"Ten."

"Give it all to me tomorrow."

"..."

She continued to walk towards the apartment, and Fu Shengnian continued to follow her silently.

After entering the elevator, seeing Fu Shengnian quicken his pace and wanted to follow in, she hurried to press the door close button of the elevator.

In the end, he still failed to avoid him. He blocked the elevator door with his hand, walked in, stood beside her, and lightly touched the back of her hand with the hand hanging by his side.

She put her hands behind her back, moved to the side, and distanced herself from him.

There is only so much space in the elevator, and his breath is always around her. The familiar smell, the faint smell of cologne, is still so good.

"I won't let you in."

He nodded, "I'll take you home and I'll go."

"up to you."

The elevator ascended slowly, and the air was quiet.

The tall man suddenly approached her, and almost instantly pushed her into a corner, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Don't act recklessly, there are surveillance cameras in the elevator, if you dare to act recklessly, I will sue you for being a hooligan."

She nervously pushed against the man's chest.

He lowered his head, and looked at her deeply with black eyes like ink, as if he wanted to see through her.

"You beat me like this, should you be responsible for me?"

He spoke lightly, his voice slightly hoarse.

"I've already taken responsibility. I sent you to the hospital and paid for your treatment. What else do you think of me?"

"Now I have a headache, my eyes are blurry, I can't drive a car, and I can't go home."

"Let the driver pick you up."

"The phone is dead."

"Then I'll call Steward Quan and ask him to send a car to pick you up."

"..."

The elevator door opened with a bang.

Jian Yao pushed him away forcefully, got out of the elevator and immediately took out her mobile phone to dial the housekeeper's number. Seeing this, Fu Shengnian stepped forward to hug her and snatched her mobile phone.

"You've been playing rascals forever, haven't you?"

Fu Shengnian hugged her with one hand, released his number from the blacklist with the other hand, looked down at her, and a wicked smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

"If you blacklist me again, I don't mind coming to visit you every night."

"you……"

He smiled and clicked on the WeChat interface, unblacklisted his WeChat.

"Since you promised that grandma would not leave me alone, at least you can't cut off contact with me, what do you think?"

She was speechless.

I never thought that after the divorce, he could still pester her so brazenly, especially when the old lady had just finished her funeral, and she was still in a bad mood, but he forced her like this.

"You are too shameless."

Fu Shengnian's body was slightly stiff, and his expression became a little darker.

"I don't need to put you on the blacklist, but you don't have to bother me." She said every word very harshly, and the impatience and coldness in her eyes made his heart sink.

"You still don't let me go? Do you want me to yell and wake up the neighbors and ask the neighbors to call the police for me?"