Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 77
"Hmm." She nodded slowly, with a large amplitude, and her behavior revealed a trace of sloppy drunkenness.

Feng Beiting watched in silence, his eyes getting darker.

So cute, gotta find a way to have her as soon as possible.

Jiang Yimian didn't know the nasty thoughts in Feng Beiting's mind. She compared a small gap between her thumb and forefinger. She wanted to describe to Feng Beiting that she only drank a little, but she looked through the gap. When he saw Feng Beiting's "beauty face", he suddenly forgot what to say.

In the end, I just said something from the bottom of my heart, "Miss, you look so good-looking!"

Prison Temple: "..."

He was so scared that he almost used the gas pedal as the brake.

In contrast, Feng Beiting's reaction was much calmer, in line with his usual nonsense.

He smiled and asked, "Do you like Lily?"

Jiang Yimian shook her head, "I only like white roses."

After drinking, her mind was not as active as usual, so she didn't understand what Feng Beiting really wanted to express.

"That's it... then I can't be your little sister..."

Originally, as long as he could be with her, he didn't care whether it was Lily or Goji, but since she didn't like it, then forget it.

He should obediently try to be her man.

Feng Beiting's voice was not too loud, and Jiang Yimian couldn't hear it clearly.

When she was drinking with Liang Qiu, she basically didn't move her chopsticks to eat, but when she got in the car, her stomach began to churn, and her complexion gradually became ugly.

Seeing her frowning tightly, Feng Beiting unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her, "Drink some water."

"……thanks."

"feelling better?"

This time Jiang Yimian didn't even say a word, she just closed her eyes slightly and looked very painful.

Prison Temple saw her face in the rearview mirror, felt a "thump" in his heart, and drove the car more steadily, covered in cold sweat.

2 minutes later—

Feng Beiting suddenly said, his voice was cold and hard, "Stop!"

Prison Temple parked the car on the side of the road.

Feng Beiting unfastened the seat belts on himself and Jiang Yimian, and led her out of the car.

"Where are you going?" She was rarely in a daze.

"You're motion sick, blowing some air will make you feel better."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yimian turned her head away, raised her head high and looked at Feng Beiting, the hair on his forehead was blown by the evening wind.

He looked down, his pupils were the stars closest to her.

Jiang Yimian felt that she didn't drink too much, but at a certain moment, she suddenly felt that she was drunk.

Feng Beiting's eyes are too bright and beautiful...

It made her suddenly think of the conversation she had with Jiang Lan.

At that time, she had just realized that she was different from Lin Sinan from other people, and she was still ignorant about her feelings, so she asked Jiang Lan what love was.

Jiang Lan told her, "Love is, you see him shining all over his body, and he sees your eyes shining brightly."

There are many people in this world, but only one can accompany them home.

Blinking, Jiang Yimian withdrew her eyes and slowly walked towards the direction of the house, watching the traffic on the side of the road, the light dancing, the world in front of her eyes still existed, but lost focus.

Hearing the hustle and bustle of the city, her heart also became chaotic.

By coincidence, she asked Feng Beiting that question again.

"Feng Beiting, what do you mean by love?" There was a tinge of drunkenness in her voice, which couldn't be detected without listening carefully.

"I think……"

Feng Beiting walked a few steps behind her, staring at her slender back affectionately.

His voice is as gentle as the moonlight, "Love is a unique favor."

Jiang Yimian lowered his head deeply, the eyes embedded in it flickered.

She is looking at her own shadow.

Gradually, slowly...

Engulfed and eroded by Feng Beiting's shadow bit by bit, it finally merged into a shadow.

After scratching the tip of her itchy nose, she asked again, "Then what is unique favor?"

Feng Beiting originally wanted to say "just like I did to you", but he hesitated when he got to the point of speaking.

After a moment of silence, he turned around and asked her, "Have you seen Dream of the Red Chamber?"

"Of course!" But he didn't look seriously.

Except for those few protagonists, she didn't remember any of the other characters.

She is not like her second brother, who is familiar with poems and songs, and knows all kinds of classics by heart, but she still prefers to play with those little skeletons.

"In ancient times, there was a kind of yarn called organdy, which was used to describe the fine quality of the yarn, as thin as a cicada's wings. In Dream of Red Mansions, there is a yarn that is better than organdy, called soft smoke." Feng Beiting's voice was not loud. , but just enough to reach Jiang Yimian's ears, she said softly, "It's a kind of veil that even Wang Xifeng and Aunt Xue have never seen before, but Jia Mu used it to paste Lin Daiyu's windows, In my opinion, this is the unique favor."

Not knowing what came to mind, he smiled and said, "Although it's not love, the degree is similar."

Jiang Yimian stopped and looked back at him with adoring eyes, "You...you are so educated...

Wait a minute, let me find a word to praise you. "

Compared with him, she felt poor and ignorant.

Turning around and continuing to walk forward, she muttered softly, "I... am a very greedy person. I already have family members who love me so much, but I still want that unique love..."

Having said that, the light in her eyes gradually went out, and she looked depressed, "But he refused to give it to me."

Lin Sinan's only heart and all his enthusiasm in this life were given to a girl named "Ning Xin".

And she couldn't get it.

The sultry summer wind blows towards Jiang Yimian's cheeks, and the hair on Jiang Yimian's cheeks is blown away, and the natural curly hair is even more curved by the wind.

Feng Beiting really wanted to go up and help her put the scattered things behind her ears, and then tell her that he sells the kind of pampering she wants, and if she wants it, she can exchange it for a lifetime.

She's in love with a fool who doesn't love her, and he loves her like a fool.

only……

His love can only roam in the dark now.

The dark shade of the tree, the heavy shade of the tree will cool his dreams, but there is a burning desire in his heart, longing for the light.

He hoped that one day, the blue sky would be clear, full of pure silver starlight, and she would be by his side.

Apart from Jiang Yimian, he is a fireplace with flickering fire in winter, cool beer in summer, a white shirt with the smell of sunshine, and dreams day after day.

In fact, she just asked him what love is, and he had another answer.

He felt that love was like...

There's a fire in everyone's heart,

People passing by can only see the smoke,
But there is always someone,

There is always someone who can see the fire,
Then come over and be with him.

He once saw Jiang Yimian's fire in the crowd,

So he walked quickly towards her,

I'm afraid that if she slows down, she will be submerged in the dust of the years.

With his passion, indifference, fury, gentleness,
and unreasonable belief in love,

Walking out of breath.

He stammered to her, what's your name.

Started with "what's your name" and later...

With everything.

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Feng Beiting accompanied Jiang Yimian all the way home.

Along the way, Miss Jiang's mouth was not idle, and she chatted with him a lot.

Talking about the reason why she became a forensic doctor, talking about the snowy winter she loves most in the four seasons, and talking about her happiest thing so far this year is getting to know him...

Because of love, because of delusion, a warm word will make the heart full of imagination.

Primary filter version: You are more important than Lin Sinan.

Secondary filtered version: I want to be with you.

Three-stage filtration version: wait for me on the bed after washing.

Prison Temple: ...

lark:……

Su Fu: ...

Sure enough, it is "level three".

It was precisely because of this progressive filter that Feng Beiting suddenly made a decision.

"Jiang Yimian." When walking out of the elevator, he suddenly stopped her.

"Ok?"

Her voice was crisp, and the slight drunkenness seemed to have been blown away by the wind.

Feng Beiting looked at her, showing what he found the most charming smile, "Do you still remember what we talked about yesterday about 'transferring love'?"

"Remember." She was worried that she would slap herself in the face, so she pushed down the flag she had just erected with her own hands.

Feng Beiting suddenly took a step forward, and a shadow cast over Jiang Yimian's head, completely surrounding her as he wished.

His eyes are deep, where the night flaps its wings and shakes the roses.

With his thin lips slightly parted, he asked, "Jiang Yimian, am I enough to make you fall in love?"

Am I qualified enough to give you the unique favor in this world?

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