Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 108 Feng Beiting, Happy Birthday
His eyes darkened little by little, and Feng Beiting's gaze fell faintly on the two tickets by the table.

It's a ticket to a show of Les Miserables.

It contains the on-my-own song she likes.

However, he wanted her to listen to another song, A-heart-full-of-love.

fall in love with someone...

No fear, no regrets.

Su Fu stood far away at the door, and when he received the news from Yunque, he was in a bad mood.

She showed the news to the prison temple, but he pushed it out expressionlessly, and bumped into Feng Beiting's sight without warning.

Su Fu:! !

Prison Temple!I will kill you!
Hurriedly lowering his head, Su Fu swallowed his saliva and said as naturally as possible, "Fourth Young Master... that song has passed..."

People have already moved on to other roles.

Without even raising his eyelids, Feng Beiting twisted the two tickets back and forth with his fingertips, and said casually, "Then when Mianmian comes, let them sing again."

"……Yes."

Su Fu stood where he was, his calf trembling faintly.

Feng Beiting's eyes swept over her, and she felt a "thump" in her heart, missing half a beat.

"Say!"

"...Sinan Lin came to Los Angeles." Su Fu's voice became thinner and thinner, "Miss Jiang is with him..."

Click!

The wine glass in Feng Beiting's hand shattered with the sound, and the sharp fragments pierced his palm, and the bright red liquid flowed down his fingers, drop after drop.

The beige tablecloth was dyed a little red, like a blooming enchanting and gorgeous flower.

He squinted his eyes, the frost fell suddenly, and blood stained those charming eyes.

Both Prison Temple and Su Fu froze in place, and no one dared to come forward to help him bandage.

Su Fu almost cried in fright.

Before they tried to prevent Lin Sinan from coming to Los Angeles, they thought it was over like this, but who knew that after they withdrew him back, he suddenly killed him again, and fortunately he met Miss Jiang without dying.

Now that it's over, their fourth young master must have completely collapsed.

Silence struck from all directions, drowning people like a tide.

boom--

The table was overturned, the knives and forks were broken all over the floor, and a bottle of red wine that Feng Beiting specially prepared for tonight was also broken.

A dark red liquid flowed out, like blood.

He stood outside the mess, his eyes were red, and his brows were full of anger.

The injured hand was still bleeding, but he clenched it tighter as if he couldn't feel the pain.

The shards of the wine glass pierced deeper into the skin, and finally made him feel a little pain, but it was far less than the pain in his heart.

Except for the wounds of love, no one can see the moon bleeding in his heart, and no one can see the blood rising to silence.

To him, Jiang Yimian is a star with thorns.

If he wants to hug her, he is doomed to be hurt by the thorns on her body. The Jiang family she cares about is her thorns, and Lin Sinan, whom she loves with all her heart, is also a thorn.

The fact that she doesn't love him is even more thorny!
"Lin Sinan..." He opened his lips, his voice was hoarse, "Kill..."

kill him!

If you kill him, no one will stand between you and Mianmian.

Kill him, and Mianmian will see herself.

kill him……

These three words lingered in Feng Beiting's mind, almost blurting them out.

Su Fu pricked up her ears to listen, but she waited for a long time without saying anything.

Feng Beiting stood there with his back stiffened, his whole body shrouded in great gloom.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but suddenly smiled.

Su Fu forgot where he saw a sentence that said that when people smile for no reason, they are either bored or in unbearable pain.

She thinks the fourth young master of their family is the latter.

But the degree is not enough, and I have to add some more.

When Feng Beiting smiled for no reason, it was the paranoia and cruelty after the pain.

only……

Persistence is to others, but cruelty is to oneself.

In order not to make Miss Jiang feel sad, so even Lin Sinan didn't dare to move lightly, right?

Su Fu thought that even if they didn't deal with Lin Sinan, Feng Beiting would definitely have to go there and arrest Jiang Yimian himself, but who knows, she guessed wrong again.

Feng Beiting let go of his strength and sat back weakly.

Closing his eyes, he said in a cool voice, "Clean up."

Between them...

Only she broke the appointment, not him.

She may not come, but he will never wait.

Mianmian, I'll wait for you until today is over, if you don't show up when the clock strikes midnight, don't blame me...

*
After sending Lin Sinan to the hotel where he was staying, Jiang Yimian didn't even get out of the car, she just sat in the car and waved to him, and then disappeared into the traffic flow in a short time.

Lin Sinan was a little taken aback.

If he didn't know that it was impossible, he would have suspected that Jiang Yimian had been replaced by someone else.

In the past when the two of them were alone, she always wanted to prolong that time infinitely and kept talking to him.

Even if she didn't say anything, she looked at him brighter than others, but what happened today?
Feel……

As if avoiding him.

Or is it that the person she is about to find is already more important than him in her heart?
Thinking of this, Lin Sinan was silent for a moment, and then smiled knowingly.

Xiao Mian, I hope my guess is right.

Loving someone and wanting to spend the rest of your life holding hands with him is like finding a way out of a maze.

Some are dead ends, with high walls that seem to block the blue sky.

There are some roads that are clear, but there is only room for two people on that road.

In this case, then go bravely.

Find your own path.

Xiao Mian, you are so good, you should go out your own way, instead of "repeating the mistakes of others", your way must be boundless with blue waves and clouds.

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23:57
Feng Beiting rested his uninjured right hand on the table, tapped the table with his fingertips, very rhythmic.

97, 98, 99, 100...

I can't remember how many times I counted from 1 to 100, Feng Beiting's eyes have completely lost their luster.

She will not come.

A voice in his heart said so.

Yesterday, just yesterday, he was delusional.

She was so sure of what she promised, and even gave him the illusion that she didn't care about him like she showed.

At that time, he was still dreaming about her, about himself, about love, about everything about them in the future.

But now, he was drinking alone in the middle of the night. In order to pretend that she was there, he lightly bumped the two cups together and made a "ding" sound, which was the sound of a broken dream.

Just now he was thinking, maybe she will still come to celebrate his birthday with him as promised, maybe she won't.

He's either more important or nothing.

By the end...

He is nothing.

24:01
Feng Beiting got up, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his face was frosty.

The ticket for the musical was brought to the ground as he got up, but he didn't pick it up, and stepped on it, crumpling it slightly.

Since she never needs his tenderness, then forget it...

boom--

The heavy glass door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Jiang Yimian appeared at the door without any warning.

She supported the door with one hand, leaned on her knee with the other hand, bent over and panted, panting out Liang Qiu's shadow.

Feng Beiting was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face that didn't fit his mood at the moment.

He seemed to see a few words above Jiang Yimian's head: Ding!Your cutie is online!
Jiang Yimian didn't pay attention to the expression on his face, she just made sure that he was still here, she sighed with emotion "Finally caught up", then slumped on the ground and continued to pant.

She swore she hadn't been in such a mess since she was 5 years old.

She ran all the way here, her little face was flushed, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Her hair was messed up, her T-shirt was wet, and even her well-worn boat socks had faded to the soles of her feet.

She was itchy and numb all the way, but it made her uncomfortable.

"You..." Feng Beiting stood there almost at a loss, even suspecting that he was hallucinating.

He had to admit that the moment he saw her appear, all the sadness and anger disappeared.

He only had her in his eyes...

After taking two more deep breaths, Jiang Yimian brushed away the stray hair scattered on his forehead, with a tired face, but tried his best to raise a smile and said to him, "Feng Beiting, happy birthday!"

The vast stars in her eyes are the pure land he has never been to.

"It shouldn't be time yet..." She said uncertainly, taking out her mobile phone to look at it, "The music center is over, the road at the intersection is closed, and cars can't come in, so I ran all the way here."

The time displayed on the phone is 24:03.

Jiang Yimian's small face instantly collapsed, "Ah...it's still too late..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly froze.

Feng Beiting crouched in front of her and hugged her into his arms.

He said, "It's not too late.

When will you come, when will I come. "

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　　ps: Sugar is here~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)