Africa is indeed very chaotic, but for Ji Yinbing, who is good at it, survival is not too difficult. She lives in South Africa. In the past two years, people with more frequent wars and better conditions have carried guns to and from get off work.

Ji Yinbing is no exception.

She has been here for two years. In two years, she has gradually calmed down and forgotten the grievances of the past. Now she no longer thinks about love and love. She is more willing to stay in the institute for a while or go to the disaster area to have a walk.

She even made two friends here.

They are all black children, two are boys, one is called Aimun and the other is called Lat. They are average at an age, but they are only in their teens.

They were not the children of other colleagues in the institute, but the children of ordinary families near Ji Yinbing's residence. Their fathers all went to the battlefield and they lived with their mothers.

That day, Ji Yinbing came back from get off work, took a shower, and as soon as she put on her clothes, Ai Meng from downstairs ran up.

While knocking on her door, Ai Meng shouted, "Bing, someone is looking for you downstairs."

Aimeng speaks a local language.

In order to adapt to local pronunciation, Ji Yinbing had a lot of effort to learn local languages ​​when she first came. But she was really smart and could understand the language of people around her in just a few months. At first, she was not proficient in speaking, but now she started to become smoother.

Hearing this, she shook her long hair back and made a splash of water.

With watery hair draped behind his shoulders, Ji Yinbing opened the door and saw Ai Meng. The child was indeed quite black. The only white one was probably the white of his eyes. Even the two black pupils were darker than ordinary people. "Who?"

He said, "I don't know, it's a man." Aimeng said, "It's quite handsome."

Ji Yinbing knew that it was not Yan Nuo.

When most people describe Yan Promise, they subconsciously ignore his handsomeness. Their adjectives to him are usually 'very tall', 'very cold', and 'very scary'. "Take me down and take a look."

"good."

Ji Yinbing and Ai Meng went downstairs together.

Aimeng opened the door, and Ji Yinbing saw a man standing outside the door with a bag on his back.

He has dazzling golden hair.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a gray-white sportswear, with fair appearance and sunny temperament. He was holding a very bulging bag in one hand, looking up at the third floor, probably looking for Ji Yinbing's figure.

Hearing the door, the man lowered his head and met Ji Yinbing's surprised gaze.

"Craven?"

Ji Yinbing's tone was full of surprise and suspicion.

How could Craven come here?

How many years have she not seen Craven? Since he graduated and left school, the two have not contacted each other again.

Compared with many years ago, Craven has undergone a huge change. His long soft hair has been shaved short and become a scattered, but it is still dazzling. His face is less immature, but it is still heroic and handsome. Ji Yinbing stares at Craven, trying to find the shadow of the young man in this mature man.

Craven smiled at her, revealing her white teeth. He said, "It's really you."

Ji Yinbing quickly invited Craven into the house.

Her house was very simple, one room, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen.

After Craven entered the house, the house looked much smaller.

There was only a shabby but clean sofa in the living room. Craven sat on the sofa with long hands and feet, making the sofa look even more mini. Ji Yinbing made him a cup of coffee and said, "Drink it."

"Thanks."

Craven was probably thirsty and looked up and drank all the coffee.

Ji Yinbing poured him another cup.

The two of them were drinking with coffee, without recalling the past. Ji Yinbing went straight to the topic and asked Craven, "Why did you come to South Africa?"

Craven took a sip of coffee and fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, Craven's voice sounded inside the room, and he asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"certainly."

He said, "I work in Geneva, I participated in the International Red Cross Society, and one of the senior executives in it was my friend. I saw your name on the information." He smiled and joked, "Before I came, I was still wondering if this Ji Yinbing was the one I knew."

After a pause, he said, "But I think you should be right. After all, the name Ji Yinbing is rare. Not to mention, you are all professional in viruses." After saying that, Craven couldn't help but frown when he thought about what he had seen and heard along the way. He said, "Bing, South Africa is very dangerous now, you shouldn't come here."

Ji Yinbing's eyes became deeper.

Her face was still cold and beautiful, but she felt unbelievable.

Just because she saw her name and was worried about her life, Craven followed her all the way to South Africa?

Seeing Ji Yinbing was a little shocked, Craven darkened his eyes and said, "I'm lying to you." He shrugged and said, "It's all a coincidence. It was only after I came that I heard about you from the representative and came to find you."

Ji Yinbing was rationally clear that she should believe what Craven said later.

But she knew very clearly in her heart that the previous passage of Craven might be the fact.

South Africa is too chaotic, and Craven is worried that something will happen to her alone, so he is chasing her.

Ji Yinbing felt very confused and felt deeply moved.

If, if she hadn't met Yan Nuo, she might have been really moved by Craven. Ji Yinbing pretended to be ignorant and said, "Then do you want to work with me?"

“That’s natural.”

"Then..." Ji Yinbing walked up to him and stretched out a hand toward Craven, "Welcome, Craven."

Craven shook her hands.

When you click, you will separate.

The supper was made by Craven. Ji Yinbing lived alone for many years and never developed a good cooking skills. When she ate the hot pasta, Ji Yinbing almost burst into tears. She ate two plates in one breath.

Craven laughed at her being able to eat.

"I can't cook. I've eaten fast food every day for the past two years. Today's dinner is simply amazing for me."

Craven expressed her understanding and said that she was pitiful.

While Ji Yinbing was washing dishes, Craven suddenly asked her, "Is there any free house nearby? I plan to rent a house." He looked at Ji Yinbing's figure under the light and said, "We are alumni at least, we can take care of you when we are closer."

"Yes, I'll take you to see the landlord later."

The landlord is Ai Meng's mother.

The empty room is on the second floor, with only one room, and the toilet has to be shared with others on the second floor.

Craven didn't feel shabby and directly paid the rent. Ji Yinbing leaned against the door and watched Craven pack up his things. Thinking of the many people living on the second floor, she said, "You can go upstairs to take a shower and cook, but I only live upstairs." Ji Yinbing's tone became much more sincere when she said the word "cooking".

No matter how noble a person is, he still needs to have a meal.
Chapter completed!