Chapter 426 Dual Personality Artist (26)
Fan Yi paused in his steps and turned his face away as if nothing had happened, but his tone was not very natural. There was a hesitant pause in his words: "Then should I take it back? To avoid misunderstanding."

Fu Xin immediately grabbed a corner of the jacket: "There is no reason to take back the warmth that is sent out."

The cold is really cold, but the great artist's concern should not be in vain.

In the following time, Fan Yi watched Fu Xin with a smile on his face, and even slapped him twice with the sleeve of his coat when he was free, which was a bit incomprehensible to him.

"It's just a coat. Are you so happy?"

"Hey, don't put gold on your coat."

Fu Xin was very duplicity. Of course, Fan Yi couldn't see the woman's duplicity.

She casually mentioned: "FY doesn't seem to wake up anymore lately?"

Her room is next to Fan Yi's room, but the hotel's sound insulation is not good, if he goes out at night, she should be able to hear him.

Fan Yi glanced sideways at her: "And you know that 'I' is not awake? It's not good to be peeping all day long."

Fu Xin stopped, looked at him, and snorted secretly: "You make me sound like a perverted stalker."

Fan Yi didn't answer, but couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

In fact, she also understands very well in her heart that Fan Yi has stepped out of the shadow in her heart, so the sense of existence of the second personality is getting weaker and weaker. Maybe it will not be long before FY will disappear.

Thinking of this, Fu Xin had a very subtle feeling in his heart.

To her, FY is like a friend. When she didn't know Fan Yi well, it was he who showed her the cuteness of this person, which made her willing to spend some time facing Fan Yi. It was also because of his The words made her try to dispel the shadow in Fan Yi's heart, but now, he is about to retire.

Fu Xin didn't know if she would see him again, of course, she just missed him, and didn't have any emotions that touched the depths of her heart, but it was a pity that she hadn't seen the promised diary yet.

Fan Yi didn't know what she was thinking, but he just wanted to talk to her for no reason, so he thought for a while and asked, "It's cold, do you want to eat hot pot?"

"Okay." Fu Xin rubbed her hands, remembering that she didn't bring much money with her when she went out this time, and it was all spent, so she added hesitantly, "Is the boss treating you? It's like helping you lose your entire family."

"It's almost as good as selling you." Fan Yi smiled, his smile showed a little sunshine, he was generous, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, very good-looking.

Fu Xin raised her eyebrows and clicked her tongue: "Who will buy it? Boss, you, I can think about it if you spend all your net worth."

Fan Yi pretended not to hear the meaning, and replied without turning his head: "What kind of net worth, does my 21-year-old young body have a real mother's family?"

After the voice fell, he realized that what he said was a bit ambiguous, and even the ending was stopped by him.

Fu Xin glanced at him in surprise, just smiled, but didn't answer.

This made Fan Yi even less able to describe what it was like.

Is she pretending that nothing happened, or is she implying something, if she loses her skills by playing tricks, it's not terrible, what's terrible is that she doesn't say a word now, just smiles.

Fan Yi acted as if nothing had happened, and led her to a well-known local hot pot restaurant.

While eating hot pot, Fu Xin finally understood what kind of mentally handicapped young man Master Fan had become during the years when he was sitting in a wheelchair and painting.

(End of this chapter)

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