Chapter 212 Bad Luck
What Feng Qingyi didn't expect was that in just one day, she not only experienced a sprained foot, fell down in public, couldn't pay for her meal card, and even almost got hit by a car.
She suddenly started to believe what Qian Jue said about bad luck.
Shen Hanyue has been following Feng Qingyi, expressing his deep sympathy for what she encountered today.
This person fell down inexplicably at the door of the cafeteria. He was obviously holding her, but for some reason he suddenly fell to the ground.
Then the two of them went to the canteen to buy food. Other people's cards could be used, but hers could not.
After eating, she sent her back to the villa, and a motorcycle rushed towards Feng Qingyi like flying.
If she hadn't been quick-sighted and pulled her aside, she would have gone to the hospital to lie down.
"Qingyi, are you okay?" Shen Hanyue asked with concern.
Feng Qingyi hugged her and said, "This is too miserable for me."
Shen Hanyue: "You have a good rest at home. I will pick you up before class in the afternoon."
Feng Qingyi: "No, I can leave by myself. Thank you so much for today, otherwise I might be even worse."
Shen Hanyue patted Feng Qingyi on the shoulder and said, "We have nothing to thank each other for. Just stay here and don't bump into each other again. I'm leaving first."
"Well, bye!" Feng Qingyi waved to Shen Hanyue.
After Shen Hanyue left, Feng Qingyi quickly took out his mobile phone and prepared to ask Qian Jue.
He seemed to have said before that he would go to Wenyuan Pavilion to find him if he had something to do, but now it was inconvenient for her to limp.
But I should be able to go and have a look at the house, after all, he was there several times before.
Feng Qingyi found some fruit from the refrigerator and took it to the courtyard.
She looked left and right in the yard, but she didn't find Qian Jue.
When she was about to go back, Qian Jue suddenly jumped out from nowhere and took away the fruit she was carrying.
"Little girl, are you here to see me?"
Feng Qingyi looked at him and said nothing.
Qian Jue looked at her feet, "Do you have a sprained foot?"
Feng Qingyi nodded, "Yeah."
Qian Jue took out an apple from his pocket and gnawed on it, "I said I would let you lose money to eliminate the disaster, but you didn't agree. Now you're fine! You're a cripple."
"Are you really good at telling fortunes?" Feng Qingyi was still skeptical about what he said.
Qian Jue: "You are like this and you still don't believe it. You are quite stubborn."
Feng Qingyi: "It's not that you seem unreliable on weekdays, so I can't believe it."
"So you blame me!" Qian Jue felt helpless.
Feng Qingyi looked at him, "No, I'm just saying it. Is it still too late for me to lose money and eliminate the disaster?"
Qian Jue: "It's too late. If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot. It won't endanger your life anyway, so don't worry about it."
Feng Qingyi said with a sad face, "That's because it's not you who suffered this."
Qian Jue: "Be careful these two days. It's not a big problem. Your teahouse is running quite well. I don't think you have any talent for business."
"Have you gone to see it yet?" Feng Qingyi asked.
Qian Jue said: "I just went for a walk, the layout is pretty good."
"I heard that there was a teahouse there before. Why did it close down?" Feng Qingyi asked curiously.
Qian Jue finished eating an apple and threw the core to the flower pot in the distance. "What other reason could there be for the bankruptcy? It's just a loss of money!"
Feng Qingyi: "...Okay! Then I'll go back."
"Don't bring me fruit next time. If you do, bring some that are not available here. The ones sold on Apple Street are much sweeter than yours." Qian Jue said.
Feng Qingyi: "Why are you still so picky? I won't pick anything for you anymore."
"Okay, for the sake of the fruit you brought me, just take this peace talisman and carry it with you." Qian Jue threw a piece of talisman paper to Feng Qingyi.
The talisman floated in the air for a while and landed firmly on Feng Qingyi's hand.
"Thank you, I'll leave first." Feng Qingyi left after saying that.
Qian Jue also left the yard carrying the bag.
As night fell, Feng Qingyi received a video call from Qin Yuchuan.
Qin Yuchuan seems to be relatively leisurely these days, and calls on time every day.
Feng Qingyi answered the phone, "You're done!"
Qin Yuchuan: "It's okay for now. What's wrong with you?"
Feng Qingyi looked at Qin Yuchuan suspiciously, "What's wrong with me? There's nothing wrong with me!"
Qin Yuchuan: "Nothing, why are you looking around?"
"I...there's nothing wrong with me. I just accidentally sprained my ankle today." Feng Qingyi said in a low voice.
Qin Yuchuan asked worriedly: "Does it hurt? Have you seen a doctor?"
Feng Qingyi: "Fortunately, I've been given medicine. The doctor said it's not a big problem and it doesn't hurt anymore."
Qin Yuchuan: "I came to see you."
"No, you should rest early. I'm fine." Feng Qingyi rubbed his ankle.
Without hearing Qin Yuchuan's answer, the video was hung up.
Feng Qingyi looked at the short pajamas she was wearing and decided to find a jacket to put on.
Before the clothes were found, Qin Yuchuan had already arrived.
"It's not that you have sprained your feet. Why are you still standing there? Come and sit down quickly."
Feng Qingyi slowly walked to the bed and sat down, "You don't need to come, I'm really fine."
Qin Yuchuan didn't say anything. He squatted in front of Feng Qingyi and held her ankle. "It's swollen like this. Is this okay?"
"Be gentle! It was fine originally, but it hurts when you touch it." Feng Qingyi whispered.
Qin Yuchuan let go of her foot and said, "I'll apply cold water on it for you."
"Okay." Feng Qingyi nodded.
Qin Yuchuan found a towel from the bathroom, soaked it, and carefully applied it to Feng Qingyi's feet.
Feng Qingyi stared at Qin Yuchuan carefully, and suddenly felt that it was not so miserable anymore.
"What are you looking at?" Qin Yuchuan raised his eyes and met Feng Qingyi's soft eyes.
Feng Qingyi straightened the broken hair on his face, "Look at you!"
Qin Yuchuan looked at her, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"
Feng Qingyi said: "It would look better if you smiled more."
"Yeah." Qin Yuchuan responded.
Feng Qingyi stared at him blankly, did this "hmm" mean he agreed?
"I'm almost done, no need to apply any more."
Qin Yuchuan helped Feng Qingyi cover herself with the quilt, "Well, go to bed early. If you still feel pain tomorrow, send me a message."
"Aren't you going to accompany me today?" Feng Qingyi tugged at his clothes.
Qin Yuchuan touched her head and said, "Good boy, I have something to deal with tonight, so I can't accompany you."
Feng Qingyi loosened his sleeves and said, "Okay, then go back quickly."
Qin Yuchuan leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Feng Qingyi's eyebrows, "Have a good rest, good night."
After Qin Yuchuan left, Feng Qingyi touched the place where he had just kissed, rolled twice on the bed, then pulled the quilt and fell asleep.