Their Intriguing Marriage

After aunt Xu left, Feng Yifei stretched out his hand, and the necklace lay quietly in his palm.

Feng Chi looked at his father and asked, "this is..."

"You go to give it back to Li Qingning, by the way..." he turned his head out of the window and continued: "by the way, help me bring her a message. If I have a chance, I hope I can see her again and have a good chat with her. It's the last wish of a dying man like me."

"Dad! What are you talking about? " Feng Chi suddenly stood up and felt his heart was tight.

Feng Yifei raised his eyes and looked at him, frowned and said, "you're so grown-up. Why are you still so upset? I didn't say your father will die soon."

Feng Chi swallowed a few drops of saliva and slightly adjusted his breath. Suddenly, he seemed to react. He took the necklace and asked suspiciously, "Why are you looking for her?"

"The seeds planted in the past will take root one day. I hope you can face this problem maturely. Dad, time is running out. I don't want to leave the world with regret."

I don't know if it was Feng Chi's illusion or if he really saw it. His father's eyes even seemed to be a little red.

He was shocked to his senses by the atmosphere of silence. In the cold light of the hospital, his father was like sitting in a sad movie.

"You mean..." Feng Chi's voice sounded a little untrue. Suddenly he remembered that when he was a child, his mother would cry and accuse him when she was very angry. Since there was a woman in her heart, why did she want to marry her? Why did she want to destroy the possibility of her life's happiness?

At that time, my father would hide in his study in silence, and then smoke one by one. Often when he pushed open the door of his study, he would be choked by the strong smell of tobacco and coughed fiercely.

He will always remember his father's sad side face shrouded in white smoke. Later, he seemed to have an instinctive resistance to the smell of tobacco. Whenever he smelled the smell, he would frown. In addition to his physiological reaction, he would always remember the scene he saw when he was a child.

Feng Yifei slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and then nodded slightly. His turbid eyes seemed to twinkle with some crystal light. "When you brought Miss Li to our house for the first time, I was in a trance for a moment. I thought she was standing in front of me. To tell you the truth, they look so much alike. At that time, I had guessed that Miss Li was her daughter. But I didn't expect that... She still has this necklace... "

"She has passed away for so many years. I haven't been able to see her since then. Maybe we are really predestined, but... I still owe her a word of sorry... Seeing Li Qingning again can be regarded as an end to my mind."

He seems to have aged a lot overnight. His face is engraved with the traces of years. After he lives in this ward, he grows deeper and deeper, and no longer has the courage and strength of the past.

Feng Chi lowered his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "OK, I'll ask her out."

Although he couldn't understand his father's intention, he couldn't bear to refute his father's old attitude, for the person he loved had been away from the world for so long, and it was just sad to see her again.

When he opened the door of the ward, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Subconsciously looking back, my father has shaken his wheelchair and returned to the window. He looks up at the window quietly, just like an indifferent spectator, facing the world calmly and calmly.

In any case, he would not let his father leave the world like this. His hands holding the handle consciously tightened, then opened the door and went out.

When Feng Chi calls, Li Qingning is holding Lan Qing and specially orders the cook at home to pour down the stewed ginseng chicken soup for her.

The rich taste of ginseng made her frown and want to give up, but Xiaohong stood beside her with a face that was not discussed, staring at her without blinking. She used the look of prayer to indicate that after several times of fruitless, she simply pinched her nose, raised her head and poured it down.

As soon as I put down the delicate porcelain bowl in my hand, I saw the mobile phone screen on one side lit up by the incoming phone.

"Late?" She felt inexplicably tight, took a deep breath and then picked up the phone.

But after the phone was connected, he didn't speak. There was only a heavy breath in the receiver, which sounded a little sad. About a minute later, his voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello, Li Qingning, did you drop anything in the hospital today?"

Subconsciously, she opened her eyes wide. She could not help wondering how he knew he had been to the hospital? Then he quickly stood up and walked to the cloakroom of the room, touched the pocket of his coat, and everything was clear.

"Well... Well, it's... I... I happened to pass by... When I saw that your father was living in the ward, I took a few more eyes. Maybe I was in a hurry and lost a necklace. Did you... Find it?" She said in a soft voice, faltering as she organized the language.

Over there, his breathing sound was particularly calm and said, "well, yes, if you are free, come back to the hospital."

She said with a guilty smile, "don't worry, just ask someone to give it to me, or I'll send someone to take it..."

Before she finished, Feng Chi interrupted her, "come here, just as I ask you." His voice is light, but with the power of not to be refused.

She adjusted her breath and tried to make her tone sound as if nothing had happened, even though her heart was as flustered as a mess now. "Well, I'll be there tomorrow morning. Will you be there?"

"Well, I'll wait for you. Be careful on your way." After he finished, he hung up the phone with no nostalgia.

Li Qingning, holding his cell phone, walked slowly in the room, looking down to meditate.

"Did he see the necklace and guess who I am?" As soon as this idea came out of her mind, she tried to shake her head and give up, "that necklace is nothing special. As long as I don't say it, what else can he say? Maybe... He doesn't know that my daughter exists..."

A trace of loss flashed through her eyes, and the radian of her mouth seemed to be bitter. I don't know. What's the meaning of knowing now. It's probably the best way to spend this life in peace.

"What is existence? What are you saying to yourself? " Lan Qing came in from the door, with a soft smile on her face, came to hold her and said: "what do you think of here?"

She smiles and shakes her head, covering up her mind with a gentle smile.