The boy was completely stunned. He looked at Lu Hui's back as he walked out and turned to ask Yang Jie, "Is he a good person?"

"He's not." Ji Fanyang replied.

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Chapter 22 Demolition

Lu Hui didn't go to work all morning. When he arrived at the office covered in dust, he was surprised to find that Ji Fanyang didn't come to work either.

Rao Feifei was lying on the table and swiping Weibo, Yang Jie buried his head in writing a report, Lu Hui sat behind a desk, took out his tablet and watched soap operas with relish.

The whole office was silent except for the whispers of soap operas and the rustling of writing.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Ji Fanyang hurried into the office.

Hearing the footsteps, Lu Hui raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly widened.

Ji Fanyang opened his mouth in time to grab the conversation: "Lu Group." He raised his right hand and made a gesture to go out.

Will Lu Hui's virtue go out obediently? Will not.

So Lu Hui closed the tablet, and when he was about to open his mouth, Ji Fanyang grabbed the conversation: "Lu Group went to move in the morning?"

Lu Hui replied, "Yes, the building collapsed."

Rao Feifei put down her phone in surprise and turned to look at Lu Hui: "The building collapsed?!"

"Group Lu's community has been demolished." Ji Fanyang explained, turning to ask Lu Hui, "So where does Group Lu live now?"

"I just found a hotel." Lu Hui replied, raising his eyebrows, "Why do you care about this?"

"I..." Ji Fanyang bit his back molars, "I'm short of money recently, and I want to find someone to share an apartment with."

Lu Hui suddenly laughed: "Lack of money? Is this what you did when you disappeared all morning?"

"Well." Ji Fanyang sighed, his tan eyes looked at Lu Hui, "Can Lu Group share the rent with me?"

"Are you optimistic about the house?" Lu Hui asked.

"The two rooms and one living room at the junction of Linhua District and Liuting District, do you want to take a look?" Ji Fanyang asked.

Lu Hui stood up and took his right leg for a while. He frowned slightly and held the table with his right hand. After two or three seconds, he took the first step. He raised his head and kept a calm expression: "Go. Bar."

Ji Fanyang felt that something was wrong, and he didn't know what was wrong, so he had to wait for Lu Hui to approach, and the two walked out of the office together.

It was raining outside, and the patter of raindrops splashed all over his face. Ji Fanyang carefully brought a big umbrella. He opened it and brought the two together under the umbrella.

"I really want to know where you spent your money." Lu Hui said, his hands hidden behind his back, his fingers trembled slightly with every step he took.

Ji Fanyang hesitated for a while, and when the two approached the car, he opened his mouth and shrank his head as if afraid of Lu Hui's ridicule: "I went to a lawyer."

Lu Hui suddenly understood everything, and his ridicule came as promised: "It seems that our angel has hired a good lawyer for the juvenile murderer at a high price."

Ji Fanyang glared at Lu Hui angrily: "Li Wenyuan didn't get justice, Li Yun deserves it."

Lu Hui shrugged, opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot: "Your money, you call the shots."

Ji Fanyang stood outside the car looking at Lu Hui in amazement: "You don't drive today?"

"I don't want to open it." Lu Hui replied, his expression was the same as usual, a trace of pain loomed in his dark eyes, he deliberately lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes, "I'm sleepy after watching a TV series for a day."

Ji Fanyang rolled his eyes, went around to the cab and opened the car door to sit in, put away the umbrella and put it in the back seat, he buckled his seat belt, and gave Lu Hui a glance.

Lu Hui fiddled with the seat belt that had been buckled: "It's buckled, Uncle Police."

Ji Fanyang twisted the key to start the car, and while carefully leaving the parking space, he asked Lu Hui, "Do you have any requirements for the apartment?"

"Better than my old house." Lu Hui replied.

"That means there is no requirement." Ji Fanyang said, "Just don't collapse, right?"

"To be honest, I really don't mind sleeping in the open air." Lu Hui said.

Ji Fanyang turned on the music, Yu Guang glanced at Lu Hui's thigh, he found that Lu Hui's right leg had been leaning rigidly against the car door, he was a little puzzled, but did not ask.

We drove smoothly all the way to the junction of Linhua District and Liuting District, Lanshan Apartment.

"How many floors?" Lu Hui bent his right leg, frowned, opened the car door, carefully lowered his right leg, and followed with his left leg flexibly.

Ji Fanyang watched Lu Hui's actions seriously, and he finally couldn't help but say, "What's wrong with your right leg?"

"I loved to play when I was a kid, but I fell from a tree and broke a bone." Lu Hui took out the story of deceiving others for more than ten years, and answered indifferently, "It hurts on rainy days."

Ji Fanyang was dubious, he got out of the car, took an umbrella, locked the door, opened the umbrella and walked side by side with Lu Hui: "I don't believe it."

Lu Hui raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"I went to investigate you." Ji Fanyang said frankly, "It's strange, your hospital record when you were fifteen years old."

"What else did I find?" Lu Hui quipped without mind. "What I like to eat, what colors I like, TV shows I like, women I like, what brand and flavor of condoms do I like to use?"

Seeing that Lu Hui's words became more and more outrageous, Ji Fanyang interrupted him: "You have a friend named Yu Feiyang, and he is dead."

Lu Hui suddenly fell silent, he turned his head and stared at Ji Fanyang, like a lone wolf flashing sharp fangs: "What else did you find?"

"That's all." Ji Fanyang is not afraid. He has even experienced hundreds of battles. In the face of people with character flaws, he has incomparable courage and patience. He feeds on pain. He exposes them, smoothes them, and then Find the next wailing soul.

"Look at the house first." Lu Hui rejected Ji Fanyang's scrutiny. He didn't want to recall those days full of stench, hunger, anger, despair, collapse, desperate.

They walked into the elevator, Ji Fanyang pressed the number [15], and the elevator went straight up.

The elevator door opened, Ji Fanyang took Lu Hui, turned right and went straight to the right, the house number was [1521].

Ji Fanyang took out the key and opened the door. There were two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. There was a large balcony that was clean and sunny.

Lu Hui wandered around like a wild dog that only marked smells. He walked into the bedroom near the balcony. The bedroom had a door leading to the balcony. He said, "This is my room."

"Yes." Ji Fanyang nodded.

Lu Hui raised his head and stared at Ji Fanyang: "I don't like living with people, you know, why did you invite me?"

"We are friends." Ji Fanyang said with a smile.

"You have many friends." Lu Hui said.

Ji Fanyang shook his head: "If you mean my ex-girlfriend, ex-ex-girlfriend, ex-ex-ex-girlfriend, and friends of ex-ex-ex-ex-girlfriends, there are indeed many. But in Linhua City, you are the only friend. ."

Lu Hui's black eyes flashed with a smile again. He likes brave people, and Ji Fanyang's indifferent joking with wounds made him appreciate it.

"Want to see the balcony?" Ji Fanyang pushed the door from the bedroom and walked into the balcony.

Lu Hui followed him into the balcony. The balcony was completely closed, with screens, windows and guardrails. On the balcony was a long couch with two small cabinets on either side of the couch. Ji Fanyang sat on the balcony.On the couch, he asked the question that he had been brewing in his heart for a long time: "Want to talk about your past?"

Lu Hui took a step back, obviously a gesture of rejection.

"You know my past, part of the past." Ji Fanyang said, he knew that Lu Hui was a logical animal, and he did not owe each other when he came and went, "I think I should also know about yours, part of the past."