What should I do if the big guy likes the villain

Chapter 470 When a Substitute Makes Reasonable Use of the Overlord (11)

This rhetorical question made Zhou Yan silent. After a long time, he stopped asking about this matter, but said: "I told you, call me Zhou Yan."

"Yes, Zhou Yan."

Zhou Yan hummed, not knowing whether it was a conscience discovery or something, and said gently: "Tomorrow you can go home once, and I will give you a day."

That night, Feng booked the high-speed rail ticket.

When they arrived in Mu County, Shi Feng sent a text message to Zhou Yan: Get off the high-speed rail.

The other party still didn't reply. Zhou Yan is a man with a strong desire to control. He needs to know the whereabouts of his prey and what he is doing. From the last time he quickly found her in the city center, Shi Feng probably knew that Zhou Yan could locate her phone or where she was. Something might be installed on the phone.

Shi Feng looked at the text message, turned off the phone and stepped forward.

I went to the rental house and asked the landlord for the key.There was already a layer of dust inside, Shi Feng covered his mouth and looked around.

The rental house may only be about ten square meters. A bed, a table, and a chair are all filled up. Clothes are piled up next to the bed next to the wall, and the suitcase is squeezed at the end of the bed.

Very simple, this is Shi Feng's first impression.It's not easy being a sister.

Shi Feng struggled to lift the suitcase, but the original owner didn't set a password - because the suitcase has been used for several years, and the combination lock has long since rotted.

Inside were a few worn-out books and two dirty notebooks, which the original owner picked up at a garbage dump and scrap yard. There was handwriting on the front of the notebook, so the original owner tore it up. This is... a collection of stories written by the original owner.

Shi Feng suddenly remembered that when the original owner was in junior high school, he often liked to listen to the stories told by the Chinese teacher, in textbooks and magazines. From the first year of junior high school, he was writing his own short stories, and when he went out to work and moved The collection of stories was missed and was never found.

In order to support herself and her younger sister, the original owner worked two jobs a day and worked the night shift at night, so she had no time to write. It was not until three years later when Ye Qiluo entered high school and the original owner's income was relatively stable, that she started working again. I wrote something in the notebook I picked up.Some are diaries, some are novels, and there are random thoughts and some complicated records of rare words.

The original owner really loves words and learning.

Shi Feng looked at the notebook and was moved, so he put it on the table and packed the rest of the books and clothes into the suitcase.

The original owner has very few things, and an old suitcase can be packed.

Shi Feng took the notebook and suitcase back to his hometown.

In the old Yongnian alley, people have almost moved away, the walls of the light red bricks are mottled, and there are creepers on the side against the walls. Because there is no sunlight, it is not lush, but it still covers a small part of the wall.

Shi Feng opened the door and put the things in the room.Occasionally, a neighbor would open the door to greet Shifeng, everything seemed warm and lonely.There was a photo in the original owner's room, which was a photo of the original owner and his parents. The hostess was pregnant and had a close relationship with the male owner. The three-year-old original owner was hugged by his father, and he reached out to touch his sister in his mother's belly.

The three of them laughed happily, and took a group photo in front of the house. When Feng looked at it, Feng seemed to see the innocence and carefreeness of three-year-old Ye Wanyu 17 years ago. Who would have thought that 17 years later, this innocent and carefree The worried girl dragged her exhausted body to support the younger sister in her mother's womb.

Put the photo back in its original place, Shi Feng only took the notebook with him when he went out.

"Where are you?" Shi Feng called Ye Qiluo, there was no luggage at all in his hometown, and there was no sign of anyone living there.

Ye Qiluo faltered: "Students are playing at home."

Shi Feng vaguely heard the noisy voice over there, she raised her eyebrows, and said in a curious voice, "A lot of people?"

"Well, let's not talk about my sister for now." Ye Qiluo hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and Shi Feng put away the phone.

It was already evening when we returned to S City, Shi Feng put the notebook in his room and read it carefully, and then used a blank notebook in the cabinet to record some novels written by the original owner.

She thought that the original owner liked to write some words, and she could help to perfect the publication. After she left Zhou Yan, she would not starve to death with the manuscript fee.
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A few days passed quickly, and the great heat had arrived. Zhou Yan remembered that today was Ye Wanyu's birthday, so she asked her to buy something she wanted.

Shi Feng immediately picked out a white skirt with a short brown vest, and went out wearing a beige fisherman hat.

Because I went out in the evening, it was dusk, and there was a breeze blowing on the street, so it was still cool.A big silver G was parked in front of the cake shop I went to. Because of its outstanding appearance, many people stopped around to take pictures.

Shi Feng took a look and walked into the cake shop, and sure enough, he found an acquaintance inside.

The young man is dressed very simply, with a white shirt and black trousers. Because of his natural height advantage, his legs are slender and powerful.

Shi Feng raised his eyebrows, and the other side also noticed her, and said hello, "Oh, what a coincidence."

"Your birthday?" Shi Feng asked.

Qin Feichi's long and narrow eyes turned up, revealing a smile, and said in a lazy voice, "My family is here."

Soon the clerk who was recording raised his head and handed Qin Feichi a list, saying, "The cake you pre-ordered will be delivered on time at ten o'clock tomorrow."

"Mmm." Qin Feichi took the slip of paper with his slender fingers and put it in his pocket.

"It's really a personal experience." Shi Feng looked up at Qin Feichi and said with a smile.Originally, it was enough to order a cake and send someone casually, but Qin Feichi came in person, it seems that he loves his grandparents very much.

Hearing this comment, Qin Feichi smiled slightly, stared at Shi Feng with interest and said, "What about you, you look so well dressed, so it's your boyfriend's birthday, right?"

"Boyfriend?" Shi Feng's eyes flickered slightly, "Do you believe me when I say I don't have a boyfriend?"

"Ha, I really don't believe it." Qin Feichi said lazily.

"Believe it or not." Shi Feng passed him and said to the clerk, "Look at the six-inch cake."

The clerk gave her the menu, and Shi Feng took it and sat on a chair in the reception area to read it quietly.

Qin Feichi seemed to want to say something, and coughed a few times as soon as he opened his mouth. It didn't sound like he was clearing his throat. Shi Feng looked up.

"Isn't it your birthday?" Qin Feichi's voice was a little hoarse, but he could still hear him laughing.

"Yes." Shi Feng lowered his eyes and turned another page, then stood up, pointed to a cake and said, "I want it now, how long do I have to wait?"

"At least an hour," the clerk replied.

Shi Feng nodded, and paid by scanning the QR code with his mobile phone at the counter.

Qin Feichi kept looking at Shi Feng's profile, and casually said, "Today's birthday?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Shi Feng blinked.

"Then I wish you a happy birthday." Qin Feichi said very carelessly, but he kept looking at Shi Feng, with the tenderness and deepness in his eyes, as if opposite him was someone he had liked for a long time.

　The heroine is infinitely attractive to the hero because of the imprint

　　
　
(End of this chapter)