The cp I'm smoking is fake [entertainment circle]

The night wind in early spring can also be bitter.

Scraping on the face is like a knife, cold and painful.

Ji Fuzhou could only hear the sound of his heart beating continuously, with panic and worry.

It's been a long time since she ran wildly on the street.

The cars around her passed by one after another, either private cars or full taxis, she didn't even dare to stop and wait for the empty car that might pass by.

So she can only run forward as hard as she can.

Or maybe it was because she was so flustered that she could no longer think calmly. She didn't consciously call the police or find neighbors nearby.

Only holding the phone in his hand, the call page flashed over and over again, but no one answered.

Ji Fuzhou was extremely thankful that she had checked the surrounding environment clearly after she moved, and she firmly remembered the shortest route back from here. She instinctively chose the shortest road, which went straight to the north gate of the community.

The North Gate is close at hand, but it is not as bright as it used to be.

There were almost no vehicles coming and going at the intersection, and no pedestrians could be seen. Only three or two street lights were on, and the surrounding area of ​​the north gate was dark. At a glance, only the shadows of whirling trees could be seen.

The north gate was closed.

Ji Fuzhou suddenly recalled that it seemed that he had only seen the notice in the property group of the community in the morning. The north gate was under repair recently, so the traffic was temporarily closed and the owners were asked to enter and exit through other gates first.

She rarely walked through the north gate, so she put the news behind her after a glance.

It would be a waste of time to take another detour now.

Ji Fuzhou raised his head to measure the height of the wall and the north gate with his eyes, gritted his teeth, and sped up his pace without stopping.

The evening wind blew through the branches and leaves, and the rustling sound covered up other movements.

Ji Fuzhou turned over from the wall.

There is a little light on the boulevard in the distance, probably the flashlight held by the patrolling security guard.

The security guard realized something vigilantly, and suddenly shone the flashlight over: "Who is it?"

Ji Fuzhou gathered up the bags and coats that were sliding down, didn't stop there, and ran downstairs in a hurry.

The movement of running is bigger than that of sex.

The security guard was only threatening at first, but now he was startled and hurriedly chased after him.

"stop!"

But by the time he got out of the small boulevard and onto the well-lit driveway, the intruders were gone.

When Ji Fuzhou ran downstairs, the corridor was brightly lit.

Under the bright white light, the spacious corridor looks even more empty.

The indicator screen on the side of the elevator showed that the elevator was going up, and it was going straight to the upper floors.

Ji Fuzhou pressed the up button twice, and finally couldn't wait, turned around and rushed to the stairs.

Whether the eight-story building is high or low, Ji Fuzhou looked up and felt that it was too far away.

But the higher she went, the more restless she became.

Will Ye Tingfeng be at home?

She should have gone home, and she said in the afternoon that she would go home a little earlier.

But since you are at home, there should be no reason why your phone is out of battery.

Why didn't you message me back?

Did she meet those people?Does that person really have accomplices?

Does Ye Tingfeng know how to protect himself?

Is she safe now?

……

Ji Fuzhou recalled the man who was ambushing on the side of the road just now. Although she seemed to be easily subdued by her, the momentum and strength of that man when he rushed out were definitely not something ordinary girls could stop.

If she hadn't happened to be there, Cheng Guanyue would have been lucky no matter what.

And if that man has an accomplice, he probably won't be someone so thin that a girl can easily resist the harm.

Since he came for Cheng Guanyue, Ye Tingfeng would also encounter similar risks.

But across the distance of several floors, Ji Fuzhou felt as if she had experienced centuries of torment. She tried her best to suppress her wild thoughts, while reassuring herself that she was fine.

It's not that there are no one else around Ye Tingfeng.

Every time she comes back, someone must personally send her back to the community.

There are security patrols everywhere in the community, and there are special personnel watching and monitoring. Generally, suspicious outsiders will never have the leeway to kidnap and commit murder.

So, absolutely nothing will happen.

Ji Fuzhou finally made a phone call, but the phone was still turned off. After the night wind blew through her brain, she calmed down a little, thinking of calling other people to ask about the situation, but when she returned to the call page, she found that she didn't have any calls from those people at all.

She also didn't know who was in contact with Ye Tingfeng at work.

A feeling of being out of control suddenly emerged at this moment.

A deep sense of powerlessness also arises spontaneously.

If she cared more about Ye Tingfeng, would she avoid such a situation?

Ji Fuzhou knew that such wild thinking of breathing was useless, but he couldn't control himself to stop.

Feeling flustered is not a good feeling, it is the first time Ji Fuzhou feels such torment.

She didn't realize it at the moment, but she seemed to care about Ye Tingfeng more than she imagined.

It wasn't until the staircase with the word "8" appeared in front of her eyes that she stopped her frantically swiping brain for a moment.

She paused for a moment when she reached the landing.

The elevator not far away showed that the elevator was stopping on the top floor, and the corridor ahead was brightly lit, with no signs of fighting, just as she had glimpsed when she went out in the morning.

Ji Fuzhou slowed down, walked to the gate of Ye Tingfeng's house and stopped, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, so that when he knocked on the door, his knuckles were not in the same place.

She reached out her other hand and grabbed her wrist.

Without waiting for another knock, the door was opened.

Ye Tingfeng's face appeared behind the door.

When she saw Ji Fuzhou, she smiled subconsciously, and then felt a little strange about the panic on her face.

Ji Fuzhou was out of breath at the moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, his bangs were sticking to the side of his face, his jacket and backpack were sliding down, and he looked quite embarrassed.

The most conspicuous thing was the worried and flustered look on her face, as if she had encountered something terrible.

Ye Tingfeng was worried, and subconsciously glanced behind Ji Fuzhou.

No one was chasing her.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Tingfeng couldn't help asking.

Ji Fuzhou didn't answer, stretched out his hand to press the door, looked her up and down, took a breath, and asked her, "Has anyone ever come to see you?"

Ye Tingfeng shook his head: "No. What's wrong?"

Ji Fuzhou followed closely and asked first: "Why haven't you answered the phone?"

Ye Tingfeng turned sideways, stepped aside, and let Ji Fuzhou look at the living room. The coffee table was a bit messy, with paper bags and unpacked boxes, printed with the logo of a certain mobile phone brand, and two mobile phones beside the box. .

"When I was checking the props in the afternoon, I was hit by someone, and the phone accidentally fell into the water. When I came back, I bought a new phone on the way, and I was just about to put the phone card back in."

Because she was worried about privacy issues, she directly took the new machine back to operate it by herself, so there was a delay in the middle.

Ye Tingfeng said something strange: "I asked someone from your company to send you a message and let you know first, didn't you receive it?"

Ji Fuzhou couldn't speak for a long time, he was in a daze for a long time, then shook his head silently.

If she received the news, she wouldn't be so worried.

And the department that works with Ye Tingfeng basically has no connection.

"Maybe she forgot, I'll ask her tomorrow." Ye Tingfeng frowned slightly, and then asked worriedly, "What happened?"

Ji Fuzhou still just shook his head.

Without saying anything, she took a step forward and hugged Ye Tingfeng.

"It's great that you're okay."

The author has something to say: there will be another update later in the evening