Chapter 228

Su Xiaowan goes out with Cheng Weiwei. Cheng Weiwei stands there, looks at the man at that end, pauses and reminds him, "young master, you are not in a good mood today!"

"In a bad mood? What's the matter? "

What she wanted to say was taken away by this sentence, and she immediately raised her heart.

Cheng Weiwei sighed, "it seems that it's because of the young master."

"Young master?" This is not the first time that Su Xiaowan heard that the young master of the family died young. She thought of the painting she saw in the villa that day.

Cheng Weiwei's face is not good. When he mentions the young master, he frowns and feels sad. "Young grandma, the young master came here because the young master was buried here. Tomorrow is his death day. The young master and his brother have deep feelings. The young master died to save the young master, The young master has been depressed since he got well... He used to come here alone every time he died. We all feel sad when we sit here all night. "

The death day of Feng Yan's brother?

"Young granny, I'll go down first."

So, Chen Chen's business... Is not what he did?

It's just a coincidence... But what a coincidence?

Su Xiaowan walked along the road. When she pushed the door in, the melodious sound of the piano came into her ears.

The sound of the piano... Was so sad that she could shed tears.

It reminds her of a person in her head. It seems that her back is so lonely.

A song stops in a man's confused fingers.

"Pop."

Feng Yan turns the lighter in his hand, and the fierce flame comes out like this. Under the afterglow of the light, the beating blue flame is imprinted in the deep pupil of the man

Like a fire, burning hot, hot as if to burn the whole place.

Su Xiaowan went over without making a sound.

This is the first time she saw him smoking. In front of her, he seldom smokes

Su Xiaowan didn't even know he could smoke.

The man's eyes fell on the woman, and his tone didn't fluctuate. "They're talking in front of you again?"

"Feng Yan, I know all about it."

Those talkative people.

Su Xiaowan looked at him and stood there quietly. She didn't know why. Knowing his experience made her feel uncomfortable, as if she didn't like to see his frowning brow.

"I'm fine."

"You frown." Feng Yan seldom frowned.

After about a few minutes, I listened to him speak slowly.

"He died in front of me, in order to save me, blocked a knife for me."

The man's eyes were fixed on the cigarette smoke, and his voice was hoarse. "I watched him fall in front of me, and he was stabbed alive..."

With that voice, I don't know why Su Xiaowan feels cold and willful. A family like Fengjia has grown up since childhood, and Fengyan has been watched like this.

But why did he make his face like this?

Why start a new business? FY？

It's the abbreviation of Fengyan.

His lips closed one by one. "For a few seconds, he was still talking to me and let me run quickly. I could even feel his breath and heart beating... I know that he also wanted to live, but he blocked me and left me the hope of living."

Every word stabbed her in the heart.

She could feel the sadness, the feeling that her heart had been cut.

That is a family member, died in front of him, should be a kind of multi sad scene.

Alive, you can't save him.

We can only watch the despair of his death.

At that time, Feng Yan was about her age.

Su Xiaowan's body involuntarily toward him, hand gently fell on his shoulder.

"At last, I took him and jumped into the river. I thought we could escape, but he died..." the man's eyes were cold, which was Feng Yan she had never seen.

Blame yourself. Blame yourself slowly.

"Do you know what a bloody river looks like? His blood has dyed the whole river red, and I'm also

"It's all over." Her soft voice interrupted him.

Smell speech, the man's eyebrows slightly raised, Su Xiaowan this just see his eyes, red

"Has it passed?"

Su Xiaowan sat beside him, "it's all over. Those bad things are all over."

This is also to say it yourself.

She could feel the despair, as if it was emanating from her own body. She could feel, feel the despair, the despair of a close relative dying in front of her.

Back then, so was her mother.

"Is it?"

The man's eyes fell on her and stroked her cheek. "I know how many times I dream of that picture... He died in front of me without leaving a word. He died. I was facing his cold body. If I refused to go out with him that day, maybe he would not die."

His hand was cold, stroking her cheek, a kind of cold spread around her.

"Feng Yan, it's not your fault!" She took him by the hand in a voice that had never been softer.

"Feng Yan, my grandmother said that those relatives left us and would accompany us in another way. They would turn into the most dazzling stars. As soon as you look up, you can see that they did not leave. Your brother just accompanied you in another way. He wanted you to live, not let you live in those painful memories."

The pair of red eyes fixed at her, "will it?"

He seemed eager for relief.

"Well." Su Xiaowan hugged him tightly, "Feng Yan, you and me, I will always be with you."

Cool breeze, but at that moment, it is warm.

His embrace, let Su Xiaowan want to hold, don't want to let go.

Time a minute a second, finally Feng Yan patted her shoulder, "not early, go to bed."

Waist a loose, she watched the man leave, now think of Cheng Weiwei's words, Feng Yan... Is not ready to sleep?

"Feng Yan!" She stopped him.

The man stopped and turned to her now.

Su Xiaowan rushes over and kicks the chair. The pain of her bare feet makes her frown. Rao, she still limps in front of the man.

The man glared at her feet coldly, just ready to speak, but suddenly he watched the woman pad her feet and directly put them on his neck, forcing him to bow his head.

"Feng Yan, I want to sleep with you --!"

A man's body is stiff, "what do you say?"

"Feng Yan, I want to sleep with you, really."

"Before you do anything, think about the possible consequences!"

"I'm going to sleep with you! You don't want to sleep with me... "Su Xiaowan is a stubborn person. Like Feng Yan, sometimes he is stubborn and others come back.

No man can sit still when he says such words to his beloved woman. He bows his head and kisses her lips easily.

Toss and turn

Su Xiaowan's whole body softened when he was kissing, and her fingers clenched his clothes more and more tightly... Even pulled a button off for him.

The kiss was stronger than ever.

"Feng Yan, I don't know why he always felt lonely before, but after meeting you, he suddenly felt that it would be nice if he could stay in your arms in windy and rainy weather. Would you protect me?"

Only lonely people can attract each other, so can he and she.

"Feng Yan, don't kiss other women in the future, OK?"