Their Intriguing Marriage

Feng Chi suddenly felt as if he had been slapped in the face. He felt that his nose was so sour that he couldn't breathe. He licked his dry lips and said, "Dad, the doctor said you're under good control now, and even if we can have a liver transplant, don't think about it."

The smile on Feng Yifei's face became a little bitter. He shook his head with a smile and said, "Xiao Chi, I feel more and more that all this is fate. No matter how I fight, I have to bow to fate in the end."

He suddenly turned around and walked towards the bedside table. He opened the mini stereo beside the bed, and the soft music flowed out slowly, as if it had some history. The notes sounded so old, warm and hoarse, and slowly told the unspeakable past buried in the years.

Feng Chi was a little surprised. He never knew that his father had such interests.

"This song was Qing Ning's mother's favorite at that time." Feng Yifei looks out of the window, mentioning the woman with a smile of beautiful vision, as if it was the best memory in his life.

For a moment, there was a feeling of being out of body. It seemed that Fang Mingzhu suddenly looked back in the lush vegetation in summer, smiling at him. The air was full of vitality, and the aroma of sunshine teased his nose.

Suddenly, he took back his sight, sighed a little, turned his head and looked at Feng Chi's silent face, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Chi, dad has two more things to ask you."

Feng Chi raised his eyes and nodded to his father's eager eyes.

"In the future, no matter whether I'm in or not, you should try your best to protect and take care of Qingning. In the past 20 years, I owe her mother and her too much, and I can't do it in time. I hope you can do it for me. Although she is your sister, after all, you are her only relative in the world after I leave. "

Feng Chi's Adam's apple was rolling up and down, trying to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything. His voice seemed to be blocked by a huge sadness.

"Can you promise me?" Feng Yifei's voice is faint, but with a faint urgency.

Until he nodded, he leaned back on the wheelchair, and then turned to look out of the window. The soft expression on his face seemed to fall in love again. It didn't look like a liver cancer patient at all. The fingers of one hand even patted gently on the armrest of the wheelchair.

"One more thing." When the music came to the low part, it sounded low and even revealed a little sadness. "You must remember that I used this song as background music at my funeral."

Feng Chi's heart was suddenly clenched, breathing the sad air full of disinfectant taste around, the impulse to cry became more and more intense.

Feng Yifei's hand is still beating on the armrest, but it seems to be beating his heart. He forgot how he got out of the ward. He only remembered that the air was very cold that night, and the air in his lungs was extremely cold, as if he could freeze people from inside to outside in an instant.

He did not drive, a person walking in the streets at night, the cold wind seems to be more fierce than during the day, mercilessly cutting his face, and, his heart.

Suddenly feel no purpose to go forward, don't know where to go, now he, can't think of any one can talk to.

His girlfriend is treating him like killing his father's enemy; Most of my friends only drink together and go to nightclubs; And the rest, only Lan Qing and Li Qingning, now and their relationship is too delicate, sister brother-in-law? He couldn't imagine.

Now, he can't find anyone to help him sort it out.

He felt that he had lost the world, or that he was being abandoned by the world.

All the things that have happened these days are like a monster suddenly attacking the city and swallowing all the people around him. He is the only one left, leaving him alone on the street.

Just as he was thinking about whether to go to find Lin Bai, bow to her, and then force her into the words to let her vent, his mobile phone rang inexplicably.

He didn't know who else in the world would look for him in the middle of the night except the hospital. The next second, he saw Lan Qing's name flashing on the mobile phone screen in the dark.

After hanging up the phone, he suddenly raised his hand and used all his strength to throw the mobile phone to the ground, as if he wanted to throw out all the sadness and resentment of these days. Then he calmly held out his hand and stopped a passing taxi.

After getting into the back seat of the car, the driver looked back at him with trembling eyes and looked at his face carefully. Although he tried to keep calm, his voice was still shaking.

"My God, young man, I thought you were going to rob me just now. I just thought that the money I made today would be wasted again. What's so hard for me to think of... I'm dying at night..." he said, with the joy of the rest of his life on his face.

Feng Chi looks at him, but he can't talk to him.

Lan Qing said on the phone, let's meet at the old place. I have something to talk to you.

When he came to Lan Kwai Fong again, the atmosphere was still hot and stirring. Under the ambiguous and dim light, the nearer the night was, the more exaggerated the expressions on people's faces were, and all the hypocrisy and masks were uncovered.

In the bustling crowd, he saw the existence of Lan Qing at a glance. He sat in the VIP card seat in the corner, sipping the wine lightly, with a face of strangers. I'm afraid that he is so, it's hard for people not to pay attention to him. The tentacles of his aura are all around him, and the heavily makeup women are waiting for the opportunity.

He gently hooked the corner of his mouth, crossed the dancing floor where a group of people swayed, went to the card seat and sat down. He bent over to pick up a beer, looked at the strange and familiar faces around him and said, "what do you have to come out to talk about in the evening? Besides, do you know Li Qingning came here? This place... Is not good for marriage

As soon as he came here, he seemed to go back to the past in an instant, laughing with a ruffian face.

But Lan Qing seemed to ignore his jokes, put down the bottle and said, "I know everything today." He had a cold, unemotional look.

"What happened today? What... "Feng Chi's smile suddenly became a little bitter, and he put his hand on his shoulder." I don't understand, Lan Qing. I suddenly feel that the world is too bloody. "