There were only three or four white clouds in the sky, which were neither big nor bulky, and there was no wind, but the willow branches seemed to sway lightly, like teasing the green outside. In this spring just after Qingming Festival, two big cars and seven or eight people walked along the road.

"Miss, there is Tumen Village in front, let's--" Ling'er picked up the curtain, looked around for a while, and turned around and reminded him in a stutter.

Liu Feng leaned half on the quilt, and it turned out that she was still staring blankly with her eyes open. When she heard Ling'er's words, she closed her eyes, lay on her side, and gave Ling'er a back.

Ling'er gently stuck out her tongue, lowered her head and played with the tip of her braid, and no longer dared to speak.

There is Xiao Meng there. Ling'er's reminder cannot stir up ripples in Liu Feng's heart. He pretends to be ignoring his heart, but he cannot stop the fluctuations in his heart. He is both a little scared and a little expectant. He does not want Meng Youtian to see her, but he also wants to see Meng Youtian who has been away for a long time, even if it is just a glance from afar.

He is both self-esteem and inferior, and does not want Meng Youtian to be pitiful, but he also wants to throw himself into his arms and cry. Since he wants to avoid Meng Youtian, why did he not firmly demand another way? Is it really hard to object to the reasons given by others? It is both contradictory, painful, weak and strong. Liu Feng's heart is in a mess and he can't help but bit his lips tightly.

"Does Xiao Meng know we pass by here?" Although Liu Wushuang obeyed his daughter's idea, he still took a lucky mentality. He didn't want Liu Feng to be depressed from now on. He hoped that Meng Youtian would appear and dissuade Liu Feng.

Xiao Guanghe pondered for a moment, shook his head gently, and said, "It's hard to say. Brother, don't be anxious. If you have time and chance in the future, you will always let Xiao Meng know."

"I hope this kid is not a kind-hearted guy." Liu Wushuang's face was gloomy. "If he dares to dislike my daughter, I will twist his head off."

"We should not get involved in this kind of thing." Xiao Guanghe advised earnestly: "A Feng has a knot in his heart, it cannot be solved in one or two words. I think Xiao Meng is not such a person. If you force him, it will make him and A Feng even more unhappy."

Liu Wushuang sighed. He looked back at the carriage. Liu Feng got on the carriage and didn't even sound, and he completely closed himself. This state really made him worried.

A lonely horse appeared in front of him, lowering his head under the tree and gnawing on the green grass that had just emerged. Meng Youtian leaned against the tree, his sleeves were empty, looking at the group of people and horses that were getting closer and closer, and stood up and walked slowly with his horse, expressionless, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Liu Wushuang rubbed his eyes hard and said in confusion: "I'm already a lame, why does this arm look like--"

Xiao Guanghe also frowned and looked at it carefully. Meng Youtian seemed to be even more disabled. He jumped off his horse, took a few steps, and went up to meet him.

"Brother Youtian, are you--" Xiao Guanghe grabbed the empty sleeve and shook his whole body. He touched it several times, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Second Master, what's the matter? Aren't people still alive? I thought you knew it a long time ago!" Meng Youtian squeezed a ugly smile on his face and comforted him: "I heard that you are going to pass by here, so I'll say hello and meet him." As he said that, he secretly squeezed his eyes to Xiao Guanghe.

Xiao Guang and the smart people immediately knew that there was something in there, so they immediately pretended to be painful, sighed heavily, and raised their voices and said, "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. Go and meet A Feng?"

"I'm like this-" Meng Youtian pretended to be embarrassed, then stomped his feet gently and said, "Okay, let's say it clearly so that you won't be troubled in the future."

"Boy Meng, how did you do your arm?" Liu Wushuang asked loudly in a daze, "You only have two arms and two legs, you are so good that you have broken a pair of them."

"Uncle Liu, it's good if you can save your life." Meng Youtian smiled bitterly: "I never dared to come out to embarrass you, but I feel sorry for my friend."

Xiao Guanghe shook his head at Liu Wushuang and waved, "Let Xiao Meng and Afeng say a few words, and then let's continue on the road."

"But--" Liu Wushuang was still hesitant, Xiao Guanghe had a calm face, waved his hands at the others, and led his horse to the side of the road, and everyone had to follow.

"I have nothing to say to him and let him go." Liu Feng heard a few words in the car, not knowing the specific situation, and said loudly in the car.

Meng Youtian shook his head and came to the car slowly. Old Wu who was rushing to the car was also called away by Xiao Guanghe. Liu Feng could not move even if he shouted tightly. He reached out and lifted the curtain, sat in the car, raised his chin at Ling'er. The little girl nodded, jumped out of the car and ran away.

"A Feng, I know I shouldn't come to see you." Meng Youtian said in a low voice: "I'm really shameless to have sex with you again."

Liu Feng's face was facing the car wall, without looking back, without saying a word.

"In the past, you didn't mind my legs being lame, so I was content." Meng Youtian continued to say in pain: "But now there is one arm missing. If you pester your face with shamelessness, it will be too despised."

This time Liu Feng heard it clearly, and suddenly turned around. Her hair covered half of her face, and she looked at Meng Youtian carefully with her intact eyes.

Meng Youtian smiled bitterly and said, "Boss Liu is right. He has two arms and legs. I have broken a pair. Let's talk clearly when we meet today! I dare not delay you, and I am not worthy of you. Just pretend that the past has not happened. You should look for another man!"

Liu Feng blinked suspiciously, tentatively reached out and pinched Meng Youtian's empty sleeve tube. His eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to touch it until his shoulders were gone, and his arms were really gone.

"I'm giving up now?" Meng Youtian looked extremely sad and said, "I will be a disabled person who needs care in the future. Yes, a disabled person who is waiting to die." He lowered his head, covered his face with his intact hand, as if he was about to cry.

Sweetness with the same disease is a wonderful way to eliminate the sense of distance. Meng Youtian's pain made Liu Feng deliberately frigid, and the distance he deliberately set was narrowed. She wanted to cry, for Meng Youtian and for herself.

"Don't, don't be sad, don't be sad." Things happened so suddenly that Liu Feng stuttered a little. She never wanted to see Meng Youtian like this. She couldn't help but reach out to touch his hair and comforted him: "It's good to live. You can eat with one arm and live--"

"I know you dislike me, and those lies make me even more sad." Meng Youtian still covered his face, his shoulders trembled, but he took the opportunity to apply the pepper powder in his sleeves to his eyelids.

"No, I don't dislike you." Liu Feng explained anxiously: "I, I don't have the right to dislike you now--"

Wow, I wiped it too much, Meng Youtian's tears flowed like a spring, his eyes were hot, and he was already blurred when he looked up at Liu Feng.

When Liu Feng saw Meng Youtian crying, she felt so heartbroken that she was at a loss. She hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Meng Youtian, and her heart could no longer be hardened.

"Don't feel sorry for me. The more you do this, the more uncomfortable I feel." Meng Youtian said, but moved his body into the car, "You go, don't come to see me again. Find a good man who has no lame legs and no crippled arms, I, I--"

Liu Feng cried, suddenly lifted half of her hair and said to Meng Youtian: "Look, I'm like this, why are you doing fakes? Why did you kiss me and hug me at the beginning? Now you say these disheartening words."

Meng Youtian wiped his eyes hard and looked at it. Liu Feng's left eye had already shriveled. A half-inch-long scar was slanted across the position of the bright big eyes. Her eyelids were constantly moving, showing her extreme excitement. Meng Youtian felt sour in his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch her face. Tears really came down this time.

Liu Feng turned her head and wanted to avoid Meng Youtian's touch, but Meng Youtian followed her stubbornly, and she lowered her head and obeyed.

The artificial distance and the cold defense line set in the heart gradually disappeared under sympathy and caress. Meng Youtian's eyes were not afraid or disgusted, and sincerely like a pool of clear water, soft like a ribbon that was constantly tearing, melting the ice in Liu Feng's heart and wrapping her around.

"You are always beautiful in my heart." Meng Youtian hugged Liu Feng and murmured in her ear, "It's like you don't think I'm a cripple, you don't think I'm missing another arm. You're beautiful in your bones, not in appearance. You're young, strong, and kind..."

The warm breathing sprayed against Liu Feng's neck and ears. She wanted to resist, but she couldn't raise her strength, and she was even more afraid of hurting Meng Youtian's heart. Her gentle words were like a warm current, entering her body from her ears, making her feel comfortable, comfortable, and feeling that the spring was spreading all over her body.

"... I cried happily, crying all the grievances, and then running down, let's work hard to run down together." Meng Youtian said lighter and lighter, his voice was like the Sanskrit sound from the sky, anesthesizing Liu Feng's heart. She wanted to hear it, and wanted to get the comfort she deserved from Meng Youtian. She wanted to snuggle in the warm embrace that she had been looking forward to forever.

Circles of ripples appeared in my heart, Meng Youtian's voice was magical, with the smell of happiness, and the smell of intoxication. Without any ambiguity, it was so distant and deep. That true, that sincere, the cold heart that Liu Feng once closed rippled, and the heart was full of fragrant flowers. Her heart was constantly injected with a fresh breath. Too many subtle feelings were surrounded by demons, blooming, and whispering, and threads were immersed in her heart. It was a shallow or light beauty and delicate tenderness.

From the ears to the cheeks, to the scalding touch of the lips, tears flowed together, and the body stuck together. Liu Feng, from her body to her heart, was softened into a piece of tofu, and only her arms were tightly wrapped around Meng Youtian's neck, for fear of losing that psychological sustenance.

The gods flew in the sky and their consciousness was hazy. Liu Feng released the most real emotions that they had to suppress in his heart. Meng Youtian also quietly untied the cloth strip that tied his arms tightly to his body, hugged Liu Feng's warm and soft body tightly without leaving a gap.

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