Chen Feng thought to himself, what do you mean by asking me? How do I know? Su Ziyi obviously falls in love with you, but you haven't said it well or said it badly over the years, and he is hanging on others. Who knows what the idea of ​​a man like you are?

However, Chen Feng smiled and said, "It means a very close friend."

Yin Feng: "Oh...but I no longer want to be good friends with her anymore. I don't know why, but I feel very annoyed when I look at her. I think I should have hated her before. My current good friend is Ming Xu. If you ask her to leave, I don't want to see her."

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment: "But... she definitely doesn't want it. She was also worried about the time you disappeared. She went all the way with me..."

Yin Feng put on a pair of new white shoes beside the bed, thought about the logic and relationship between each other's characters, and asked: "Chen Feng, am I your boss, or is she your boss?"

Chen Feng: "Of course it's you."

Yin Feng stared at him: "Will you be loyal to me?"

Chen Feng was quiet for a few seconds. For some reason, Yin Feng was obviously stupid, but at this time he was wearing ridiculous clothes and asked Chen Feng this question seriously. Chen Feng could still feel a trace of familiar pressure from his dark eyes.

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt a little alert, and there was also a heat flowing through him. He replied: "Of course my boss is you. Maybe you have forgotten that I was doing a bad life and planned to commit suicide. I didn't report any hope before committing suicide, so I wrote you a letter to confide. You read the letter and asked me to meet me. Just by a letter, you decided that I had talent and potential, and asked me not to die in a hurry. I also hired me as an assistant for five years for a high salary. I didn't want to die long ago, and I am living a fulfilling and good life now. Before you had an accident, you told me: No matter what you will look like in the future and do whatever you do, I will stand behind you regardless of the reason. I promised you that I will do it. So now, what you say is what. I will not let Su Ziyi disturb you again."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, tears almost came out. Then he saw the air in Yin Feng's mouth, which bulged his whole face into a bun, and then spit it out in an instant.

Chen Feng's expression remained unchanged.

Yin Feng said: "I understand. It seems that I was quite visionary before. I just looked at my previous circle of friends and thought I looked stupid."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "You were not stupid before, and you are not stupid now."

These words obviously warmed the fragile and young heart of Writer Yin. He showed a bright smile, like the spring breeze and the moon. In a trance, Chen Feng seemed to see Writer Yin in his youth, and couldn't help but smile.

Yin Feng said: "Pack up my luggage, I'm going to find Mingxu."

Chen Feng said: "Okay. Did you stay in a hotel near her house?"

Yin Feng's eyes flashed and he said, "Do you think she will let me live in her house?"

Chen Feng said: "I'm afraid not."

Both of them were quiet for a while, and Chen Feng said, "I have a way to put pressure on her, maybe she can agree. Do you want to do it?"

Then I saw the big boy who was as clean as if he was born. He looked away, thought for a while, but there was no expression on his face and said, "Well, do it."

Chen Feng thought to himself: Even if he is twenty years younger, will his nature not change at all? It's really... great.

So that day, You Mingxu came home from get off work. As soon as he walked to the corner of the stairs, he saw a man sitting on the ground at the door of her house with a handbag on his feet.

She stopped.

Yin Feng also looked up at her.

The two of them were silent for a while, and she continued to go up the stairs, but he still sat still.

She walked up to him, sighed in her heart, and squatted down and said, "Why are you here?"

Yin Feng smiled and was very brilliant: "I removed the stitches, and the doctor said he could go home to recuperate."

You Mingxu endured the faint beating of the blue veins on his forehead and continued to ask quietly: "Then where is your home?"

He immediately lowered his head, avoided her gaze, clenched his hands tightly on his knees, and said, "I don't want to go there, I don't remember it at all. You said that when I get better, I can come to you. Don't look at me tall, I don't have to occupy a lot of places, sleeping on the sofa or on the ground."

You Mingxu was so amazed and crying. She had always been soft but not hard. She could feel Yin Feng's carefulness, hesitation and hidden enthusiasm. But this ridiculous farce was not over yet. He was discharged from the hospital and found her house!

She felt a sense of powerlessness that she couldn't beat her fists, so she calmed down and looked at the man in front of her. Perhaps because of her soft hairstyle and clothes, the mature man's facial features, which were originally very angular, looked soft and funny at this time. Especially when he was wearing green, a man in his 18-year-old actually wore green! I don't know who chose the clothes he had chosen, he looked like a big green worm.

You Mingxu laughed out loud, patted his head, and said, "Yin Feng, I can't take you in. It's not because I don't treat you as a friend, but because you are a man and a woman. I'm a lonely man and a widow. It's inconvenient. Do you understand?"

Yin Feng didn't say anything, but just looked at her silently with a sincere look. You Mingxu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the fool's eyes, and stood up and said, "I'm back, you should go home quickly. Let Chen Feng pick you up."

"Mingxu..." he shouted softly, begging.

You Mingxu didn't say anything, and didn't look back. He opened the door and went in and closed it.

Then she looked down at her watch and it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.

You Mingxu went to take a shower first and changed into home clothes. When he passed by the living room, he had no expression on his face. When he walked to the door, he unconsciously took his steps and looked out close to the cat's eyes.

The man was still sitting in place, lowering his head, his eyes wide open, looking stupid.

You Mingxu left the door.

I watched an episode of the TV series and forgot everything for the time being. After watching it, she still had a smile on her lips, but almost immediately remembered the person at the door, thinking that she should have left, right?

She got out of bed and went to the toilet, but her feet seemed to be out of control. She walked to the door again and looked out. Well, he had at least changed his position and sat cross-legged, holding his chin with one hand and playing with the belt of the duffel bag with his other hand.

Seeing him playing mechanically for three minutes after repeated and mechanically, You Mingxu suddenly felt a little annoyed and turned back to the room.

She turned off the tablet, lay down, looked at the alarm clock at the bedside, and it was already twelve:30 at night. She has always been a self-disciplined policeman, and she closed her eyes to sleep.

After lying like this for half an hour, she suddenly sat up from the bed, without wearing slippers, and walked barefoot to the door.

When he opened the door, he saw that the man had lie down at some point, resting his head on his luggage bag. Perhaps because it was a little cold at night, he really curled up into a big green worm. Hearing the movement, he turned his head. There seemed to be no impurities in his clear eyes, and there was nothing there, only the light and her figure.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

You Mingxu's tone was not very good: "Get in, sleep on the sofa, and leave me tomorrow morning."

He didn't say anything, and he got up and picked up his luggage bag. You Mingxu walked straight into the bedroom and closed the door. He didn't even look at him.

Yin Feng stood at the door with his luggage alone for a while, then quickly took off his shoes, changed into slippers, sat on the sofa, and quickly took out his pajamas and changed into it. There was also a thin quilt that was neatly folded on the sofa. He stared at it for a while, then immediately shook it open, lay flat, and wrapped himself tightly in. He looked at You Mingxu's door again, and thought that she was less than ten meters away from him, and felt very sweet in his heart. Close his eyes and soon fell into the dream of agarwood.
Chapter completed!