After breakfast, Huarong leaned on Fengjin and was drowsy.

There was heat in the box. She had enough to eat and drink. She was warm and squinting, like a cat lying on a blanket in the sun in summer.

Feng Jin handed the card to the waiter to settle the account and touched Huarong's hair: "I'll take you home."

After Fu Tingyuan's accident, Huarong has not closed her eyes for a day and a night. Her heart has been hurt, so she can't stay up late. She is too tired. Otherwise, she will have sequelae. When she gets older, she is more likely to have cardiovascular problems than ordinary people.

You have to take advantage of your youth to take good care of it.

Huarong shook her head: "No. I still have to watch Tingyuan. "

When Ronan is away, she is the only one around him. She has to take care of her before he comes back.

Feng Jin some cry and laugh: "you told me not to eat his vinegar, you call me why not jealous?"

"He's a good friend of mine." Huarong buried her face in his arms, "Nanchu is also my good friend. I'll worry about any one of them, you know? "

Feng Jin touched her hair: "well."

"I watched them all the way." Huarong sighed softly, "you don't know He didn't look like this before I've known him longer than you have known him, and I don't think there will ever be a woman in the world more suitable for him than Ronan

It's not hypocritical to say what she has to do, but she really can't imagine the scene of another woman standing beside Fu Tingyuan.

Either, he will die alone, or he must be Ronan Chu.

This is why, after knowing the blood relationship between Fu Tingyuan and Luo Nanchu, she can accept them together so freely.

As long as there are no heirs left, the two of them have not done anything harmful to nature. Why can't they be together?

Heaven has been unfair enough to them. What method should be used to dismantle them?

Feng brocade embraces her, press her head: "you have a rest first."

Huarong lies in his arms and closes his eyes.

In fact

She was also a little envious of lornan Chu.

She still has the courage to love again, but she has no way to summon up the courage to put a person in the heart as once.

She is much braver than she is in the matter of affection.

*

when Huarong woke up, more than an hour passed.

"No more rest?"

She shook her head. "You go home. I'll come back by taxi."

Feng Jin looked at her and put her coat on her body: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Huarong stood up from his arms and put on his coat. Then looked down at Feng Jin for her mouth on the button of windbreaker.

He has a pair of long and white hands of artists, and his nails are cut neatly. It can be seen from both hands that he is a good tutor.

Different from Fu Tingyuan's harshness or Yan Qingfeng's coldness, Fengjin's life is a beautiful flower that has been paved since her birth. If she has not met her His life may be more complete and complete.

Her life and his life, like their character, were actually different from each other from the beginning.

She really shouldn't have fallen in love with him.

"Go home early." Feng Jin stroked her hair, "Feng Ge and Feng Sheng didn't see you yesterday, they cried badly."

Huarong raised her head and looked at his gentle and quiet face.