After Pretending To Have Amnesia, My Rival Said I Was His Boyfriend - Chap 71
　After Ji Canghai escaped from the nursing home, he rested at Rong Zhan’s house for two days, and finally he didn’t look like a walking dead, and he became more energetic.
　On the third day, after dinner, Ji Canghai said to Rong Zhan, “I should go.”
　Rong Zhan was taken aback.
　Ji Canghai explained: “If I continue to live here with you, your belongings may be contaminated with my pheromone, and you go in and out of the Zongheng Group building every day, sooner or later Ji Fei will notice the clue.”
　Rong Zhan: “But where can you go?”
　All of Ji Canghai’s assets were taken away by Ji Fei in the past three months. Now he can be said to be penniless and homeless.
　Ji Canghai was silent for a while, and only said, “Give me some cash.”
　Although worried, Rong Zhan did not force Ji Canghai to stay. After all, Ji Canghai’s plan was never something he could interfere with.
　Rong Zhan brought a small backpack and filled Ji Canghai with two sets of clothes, an old mobile phone he used before, and more than 3,000 yuan in cash.
　Rong Zhan wanted to give more cash, but Ji Canghai said it was enough.
　When Ji Canghai left, Rong Zhan asked him cautiously: “Mr. Ji Canghai, is there any possibility for us to get rid of Ji Fei?”
　Ji Canghai replied: “You will.” After speaking, he left.
　Rong Zhan was overjoyed at first, and then wondered why Ji Canghai was talking about you instead of you.
　But Rong Zhan couldn’t think of an answer, so he stopped torturing his brain cells and began to clean up the house routinely.
　In the past two days, Ji Canghai was often awakened by nightmares at night, his mental state was poor, and he could not fully control the pheromones, so the room he stayed in had a faint fragrance of water lilies.
　Rong Zhan opened the window to ventilate, and sprayed some deodorant, then took apart the bed sheet and quilt cover, folded and tidied it up.
　After tidying up the guest room, Rong Zhan started tidying up his bedroom.
　He walked to the bed, shook the two corners of the quilt, and pulled out a baseball jacket from under the quilt.
　The coat was exactly the one that Ji Cangqiong gave Rong Zhan to keep out the cold before, and Rong Zhan has been sleeping with it in his arms for the past few days.
　Seeing that the coat was accidentally thrown to the ground by himself, Rong Zhan hurried forward and picked it up distressedly.
　He shook the non-existent ashes on the coat, thinking: Should I wash it off and return it to Ji Cangqiong?
　But Rong Zhan couldn’t bear it.
　He hugged his coat tightly, remembering that when everything was silent that day, he was hugged by Ji Cangqiong in his arms and softly comforted him. It was a cold and windy day in the middle of the night, but Ji Cangqiong’s embrace easily blocked all the coldness and made him feel warm , feel at ease.
　”Brother Cangqiong, I like you…I like you too…” Rong Zhan murmured into his coat to himself.
　Suddenly, Rong Zhan’s phone rang.
　He picked it up and looked, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head.
　The call was from Ji Fei.
　Rong Zhan suppressed his panic, picked up the phone, and asked timidly, “Dong Ji, are you looking for me?”
　Ji Fei: “Xiao Zhan, why didn’t you come to work today?”
　Rong Zhan: “Director Ji, I, I feel a little unwell, so I asked for half a day off.”
　”Well, when you come over tomorrow morning, come to my office directly, and I need to discuss some matters with you.”
　”Okay, okay.”
　After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhan had tears in his eyes. He hated himself for crying, rubbed his eyes twice with the back of his hand, hid on the bed with Ji Cangqiong’s coat in his arms, pulled up the quilt to cover his whole body and curled up into a ball.
　He began to think over and over again: Ji Canghai said that he could get rid of Ji Fei, but when exactly?
　If I had known that when Ji Canghai left just now, I would have asked him carefully.
　It’s going to be night soon, and I don’t know where Ji Canghai can stay.
　Ah yes.
　Rong Zhan suddenly remembered something.
　He remembered that when Ji Canghai was still in a foreign subsidiary, he had entrusted himself to find an intermediary to buy a second-hand house.
　Because he was abroad, Ji Canghai spent a lot of time and energy to buy the house without telling Ji Fei.
　But Ji Canghai never mentioned that house after he bought it, and even Rong Zhan only had a vague impression, not sure if Ji Canghai still has this house under his name now.
　When Rong Zhan thought of this, Ji Canghai’s taxi stopped at the entrance of a bustling shopping mall.
　Ji Canghai paid the money and got out of the taxi, pulled up the hoodie hat on his body, walked quickly to the first floor of the shopping mall, and found three rows of password storage cabinets. It seems casual, but Ji Canghai has inspected the security here before and knows that the safety factor here is very high.
　He walked to a storage cabinet, pressed the password, paid the extended storage fee for items not picked up for three months, and took out an iron box from the cabinet.
　Ji Canghai took the iron box to an unoccupied place and opened it. Inside was a real estate certificate and a key.
　Seeing that the things were intact, Ji Canghai heaved a sigh of relief.
　He didn’t linger, put his things in his backpack, walked out of the mall, stood by the road and took a taxi.
　The taxi driver was a gentleman, and he was full of enthusiasm: “Where are you going, young man? I’m not bragging, there is no place in this city that I don’t know! Just name the place!”
　Ji Canghai: “Go…”
　After saying one word, Ji Canghai fell silent.
　He turned to look out the car window.
　In such a big city, there is a lot of traffic and lights in thousands of houses, but there is no room for him anywhere.
　”Young man, where are you going?” The driver asked again, “Are you planning to go home, or are you looking for a friend?”
　go home?
　He has no home.
　find friends?
　Ji Canghai’s eyes sparkled, and he said, “Go…so we can come to the restaurant again.”
　He knew that Ling Yunfan didn’t want to meet him, but he had something he wanted to give to Ling Yunfan.
　”Okay!” The uncle immediately started the car and stepped on the gas pedal, “The restaurant in Nanxi Lane is good, right? That restaurant tastes really good. I guess it’s overcrowded at this time!”
　What the old man said was right, when Ji Canghai came to Hao Zai Lai Restaurant, he saw the bright lights inside and the intertwining of cups and cups.
　The lively scene is incompatible with the single Ji Canghai.
　Ji Canghai didn’t go into the restaurant, but stood by the streetlight not far outside, waiting for a figure he didn’t know would appear.
　He stood like this for three hours in the cold wind. His thin hoodie couldn’t keep out the cold, and his body was getting colder.
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　At 11:30 in the night, the customers who came to the restaurant had completely dispersed, and the restaurant was about to close.
　Just when Ji Canghai was very disappointed and was about to leave, he walked out of the restaurant alone.
　The man was carrying two big bags of garbage, walked into the side alley of the restaurant, threw the garbage into the dark green trash can, then walked back to the restaurant, stood at the door, stretched his waist, exhaled and rubbed his neck lightly, Looking tired for a long time.
　He rubbed his neck and raised his head, seeing the few stars at a glance, he didn’t know what to think, and he was stunned.
　Ji Canghai stared at him closely, wishing he could rush over immediately and hold him in his arms desperately, but his rationality told him that he couldn’t do this and had to find a more suitable time.
　Impulse and rationality confronted in Ji Canghai’s body, and finally he took a step forward.
　At this moment, a playful and cute little girl jumped out of the restaurant and shouted: “Brother Fan!”
　Ji Canghai’s footsteps froze, and he froze in place.
　On the other side, Ling Yunfan turned his head and saw Zheng Siqing walking towards him: “Huh? What’s the matter?”
　”Here!” Zheng Siqing held two old popsicles in syrup, and she handed one of them to Ling Yunfan, “It’s hard work tonight.”
　”Thank you.” Ling Yunfan took the popsicle with a bright smile, and reached out to ruffle Zheng Siqing’s hair.
　”Hey.” Zheng Siqing quickly patted his hand off, “Didn’t you just pick up the trash?”
　Ling Yunfan: “Ah yes, after carrying it, my hands are still sticky.”
　”Ah?!” Zheng Siqing howled miserably, and angrily punched Ling Yunfan on the back, “Then you touch my head!?”
　Ling Yunfan was beaten but laughed loudly: “Hahaha, I lied to you, I lost plastic products, my hands are very clean.”
　Zheng Siqing was angry: “Give me back the popsicle! I won’t give it to you! I’ll go get it to Chef!”
　”That won’t work.” Ling Yunfan bent his eyes, took advantage of his height, and held up the popsicle in his hand. Zheng Siqing tried his best to jump up and down a few times, but he didn’t get the popsicle.
　The intimate behavior of the two fell into the eyes of Ji Canghai who was hiding in the darkness.
　It seemed that a sharp steel knife slowly pierced Ji Canghai’s heart, then cut his body inch by inch from his chest, picked out his bones, and drained his blood.
　He looked at Ling Yunfan, the distance between the two was only a dozen steps, but the current Ling Yunfan was so far away from him.
　The world is telling Ji Canghai every second that Ling Yunfan, without him by his side, is happy and healthy, striding forward.
　When Ji Canghai came back to his senses, Ling Yunfan had already said goodbye to the people who came to the restaurant again, got on his bicycle with a popsicle in his mouth, and left in the opposite direction where Ji Canghai was.
　Ji Canghai failed to give Ling Yunfan what he wanted to give him.
　Ji Canghai can only look for Ling Yunfan tomorrow night.
　Cold all over, he left the restaurant and took a room in a small hotel nearby.
　Ji Canghai drew the curtains, making the damp and musty room dim even in the daytime, and then lay on the single bed and spent the day in a daze.
　During this period, he had several nightmares.
　Fortunately, Ji Canghai was used to it.
　In the end, Ji Canghai dreamed that he was gloomy and thin when he was a child, sitting on the head of the bed, took his hand, and said softly to him: “You are the same as before, you can’t keep anything, you can’t keep him, you can’t keep love and love. If you like it, you can’t keep company and stay together, you already have nothing.”
　He asked, “Can’t we expect a miracle to happen?”
　As a child, he affirmed: “Miracles will never happen again.”
　Ji Canghai woke up. He sat up, feeling that his mind was slackened, and his chest hurt like a piece of flesh had been gouged out.
　He got up, splashed cold water on his face, and after a little sober, he briefly washed up, left the room, and walked in the direction of the restaurant.
　It was just nine o’clock, walking on the street at night, looking around, the neon lights were intertwined, and the night snack shop beside the small road was full of fireworks, and Ji Canghai, who was walking alone, looked like a person cut out of a black and white silent photo. Forcibly posted on the busy street.
　Ji Canghai walked silently, when he was still 500 meters away from Haozailai restaurant, he suddenly saw a person.
　Zheng Siqing came across from him on the phone. She chatted and laughed with the friend on the other end of the phone, and then turned into a remote alley.
　Ji Canghai: “…”
