After Pretending To Have Amnesia, My Rival Said I Was His Boyfriend - Chap 33
　The two of them returned home after having dinner at a restaurant so high-end and gorgeous that Ling Yunfan was stupefied. Ji Canghai said he had something to buy, and got up and went out again.
　Ling Yunfan sat on the sofa in the living room to rest, thinking about it, picked up his mobile phone and called Hao Zailai restaurant.
　After the call was connected, there were noisy voices over there: “It’s Brother Fan’s call! Uncle Hou, Brother Cook, Third Aunt, Brother Fan is calling again!”
　”real or fake?”
　Ling Yunfan: “Hello?”
　”Wow, it’s Xiaofan’s voice!”
　”Is he running away from usurers?”
　”Quickly ask him, is his leg broken?”
　”If the leg isn’t broken, is it because the fingers are gone?”
　”If the finger is still there, it’s probably because the kidney is gone. Oh, poor thing.”
　Ling Yunfan twitched the corners of his mouth: “I’m sorry, I have a strong body, all limbs are healthy, and I have worked hard for you to come up with a strange and tragic script!”
　Everyone: “No hard work, no hard work.”
　Ling Yunfan: “Don’t climb up the pole! Can you hope I can do it!”
　The phone was taken away, the speakerphone was canceled, and the interfering hiss disappeared.
　”Hello?” came a strong and steady voice, “Yunfan?”
　”Brother Xiong.” Ling Yunfan shouted loudly.
　Zheng Xiong held the phone in his left hand and a cigarette in his right hand: “You brat, it’s really you, where are you?”
　Ling Yunfan: “A friend’s house.”
　Zheng Xiong took a puff of smoke and exhaled: “Did something happen? Do you want to help?”
　”Nothing happened, the usury debt is settled.” Ling Yunfan replied.
　”Oh?” Zheng Xiong was quite surprised. Zheng Siqing squeezed over and shouted on the phone, “Brother Fan, when are you coming back? Everyone misses you very much.”
　Ling Yunfan: “I’m sorry, Siqing, I won’t be working in a restaurant for the time being, and I’m going to go back to school.”
　”Ah? Really?” The little girl shouted in surprise, “Congratulations, Brother Fan.”
　”Thanks.”
　Zheng Xiong is a man of five grades and three thick, but he loves to worry: “How did you solve that matter? Didn’t you get forced to do anything?”
　”No, no.” Ling Yunfan said quickly, “Thanks to my friend for helping.”
　”Okay, it’s fine, come back often.”
　”Yeah, sure.”
　After Zheng Xiong finished his instructions, he returned the phone to Zheng Siqing.
　Zheng Siqing: “Brother Fan, luckily you are fine. If you hadn’t called to report your safety that day, my dad would have gone to the police station to call the police.”
　”Really?” Ling Yunfan smiled gratefully, feeling warm in his heart.
　While speaking, there was a sound of opening the door.
　Ling Yunfan: “Let’s not talk about it now, I will find time to see you later.”
　Zheng Siqing: “Okay! I’m still waiting for you to help me with my homework.”
　Ling Yunfan hung up the phone just as Ji Canghai walked into the living room.
　Ji Canghai held a beautiful crystal vase in his hand. He filled the vase with clear water and carefully put the roses that Ling Yunfan bought for him today into the vase.
　”Did you go out on purpose just to buy a vase?” Ling Yunfan laughed.
　Ji Canghai took care of the roses, walked up to Ling Yunfan, and handed him a bag of things: “There are these.”
　Ling Yunfan took a look and found that there were all kinds of photo frames inside.
　There are vertical ones, hanging ones, hexagonal ones, square ones, and more.
　Ji Canghai said: “You choose the one you like, put the photo of you and your family into a frame, and then put the frame where you want to put it at home. With the protection of the frame, the photo will not curl. ”
　When will people be moved?
　The answers are endless.
　When lyricism is resonated, when grievances are appeased, when persistence is recognized, and so on.
　But for the current Ling Yunfan.
　It is never thought that a casual action or a small expression of oneself will be noticed by others and treated with heart.
　Ling Yunfan felt his heart beating powerfully, he clenched the bag of photo frames tightly, his eyes were moist, and he called out the name of the person in front of him loudly: “Ji Canghai.”
　Ji Canghai said softly, “What’s wrong?”
　Ling Yunfan: “Will you send me there the day I go back to school?”
　Ji Canghai: “Of course I will.”
　Ling Yunfan: “The gate of my school is very beautiful, let’s take a group photo there, take a few more, and fill these photo frames with photos.”
　Replace the photo in the study that is not a group photo at all, so that the originally empty house has the warmth of home. Let the crisp rain water the barrenness, and let the hoarseness become a song.
　Ji Canghai was quiet for a long time, and his voice trembled when he spoke again: “Okay.”
