contract residual love

Chapter 39

lonely.

Ye didn't know what happened to Feng, she thought she was making Feng angry, she stretched out her hand to caress Feng, but her hand was wet, "Brother Feng is crying, is it my fault?"It was the master who broke Brother Feng! Ye called out cautiously, "What's wrong with Brother Feng, is Ye bad!"

Feng touched his tears, shook his head and said nothing!Ye looked at the forbearance of Feng, feeling very sad, he couldn't express that feeling, "Brother Feng, my heart is so uncomfortable, it's strange like looking at my brother and getting hurt, but I don't want to!"

Feng raised his head and smiled, "That's because your heart is hurt! It's the same as when you can't see Yang hurt, but it's more depressing!"

Ye slowly climbed to Feng's shoulder and leaned on Feng tightly. He likes Feng very much. He wants to stick to Feng's side all the time. Although he knows it is wrong to do so, he just understands that he cannot do without Wind, even if it will die.

Yang held the dinner plate and heard that there was no talking inside, pushed open the door and went in, Ye quickly got up and put the small wooden table on it, Yang put down the fragrant porridge that he cooked early, "Brother Feng, eat more, Ye and I outside!"

Yang said and pulled Ye away, Ye Buyi pulled his hand, Feng looked at it and smiled, "You guys should wait for me outside!"

Ye's nodding and reluctance made Feng have to consider his immaturity. Feng drank the warm fish porridge straight into his stomach, but his heart was colder. Ye originally thought that he would strike first when he was more mature than Yang, but the truth told him If you don't eat Yang, something difficult will happen sooner or later, otherwise you have to kill them. This idea is immediately denied by Feng. It is not a pity to kill them. You can definitely make good use of them. Their hands are not pure, but they His heart is extremely pure.

Feng showed a satisfied smile. He didn't need people around him to monitor, and he needed someone to help Sanben Shenglin trust him. Yang and Ye's backgrounds were all people Sanben Shenglin could doubt.

Sanben Shenglin opened the door and looked at the two little guys at the door of the wind, the two brothers immediately saluted "Master"

Sanben Shenglin handed the bag to Yang, and asked casually, "Has Feng woke up?"

The two brothers looked at each other, Sanben Shenglin hurriedly opened the door in surprise, Yewang left and said, "Master, brother Feng is in pain!"

Feng Hanxiao looked at Sanben Shenglin, Sanben Shenglin glanced at Ye, and frowned, Yang obviously noticed the master's dissatisfaction, so he couldn't help but took a step forward, "Master, Brother Feng said his back hurts when he woke up!"

Sanben Shenglin suddenly woke up, walked in with a smile and closed the door.Ye pouted, his eyes were full of anger, Yang frowned and whispered in Ye's ear, "I don't want Brother Feng to have something to do, please remember your identity in front of the master, or you will hurt Brother Feng sooner or later!"

Sanben Shenglin went in and watched Feng frowned dissatisfied, showing a nervous look that he didn't know, took the spoon in Feng's hand, fed the porridge mouthful, and wiped the porridge at the corner of Feng's mouth from time to time, revealing that Feng never A gentle smile that had never been seen before, even Sanben Shenglin himself didn't know that he was smiling.

After Yang finished speaking, he turned and left, Ye hesitated and walked down the stairs again and again, tidying up the room, thinking about Yang's words, "I really did something wrong today" Ye Duo sat on the sofa and picked up the pillows, but there was no scent of Brother Feng, Ye threw away the pillow casually.

Yang leaned against the wall watching this scene, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly, his younger brother is too immature, at this moment, his behavior at this moment will sooner or later bring about fatal disaster.

No.16章爱恨难消[本章字数：2006最新更新时间：2014-03-1018:43:58.0]

Ling and Long are busy with the work at hand, feeling uneasy. There are maps one after another in front of them. House construction, traffic flow, time zone, evacuation, location, vehicle arrangement, escape route, unexpected people, how to guide them to leave, everything at night They started to act, but there was depression in front of them. They had to be foolproof, otherwise everything would be no joke.

Han Zheming came to the bar, looked at all kinds of people inside, and thought of Feng's unrestrained and ruthless depravity, and when he thought of Feng, he remembered the scene that pierced his heart. Heizi's words seemed to say in his ear again, "When you leave Japan, the wind will change." Already!"

"Feng, you are so cruel, being with you is fake, love is fake, companionship is fake! Why am I alone in pain! I really want to kill you to see if your heart is not there!"

Han Zheming cried in his heart, pouring the wine in the glass into his mouth without stopping, but it completely chilled his heart.

Han Zheming stood up and left without drunken ruddy face, with a snow-white desolate and numb expression, what he was thinking about was not the wind, even the right to hate him was wiped out in the glass of wine, he thought it was like this, A broken heart pretending to be strong.

Sanben Shenglin embraced Feng cautiously, played with Feng's long black hair, looked at Feng's light brown eyes, cared so much about the people around him, felt the joy of finding back, did not dare to let go or hurt, but wanted to completely possess him .

"wind!"

Feng raised his head slightly, his cheeks were cold and arrogant, looked at Sanben Shenglin, nodded slightly, and continued to snuggle into the arms of the person whom he could not say he hated, his heart was very confused, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he clearly wanted to let go Taking advantage of the people around him, even if he hurts him, he still breathes, the warm breath on his body, intoxicated by it but unable to be obsessed.

"Feng, can you tell me! Why did you come back!"

Fengdi lowered his head and grabbed Sanben Shenglin's skirt tightly with his hands, "For many things, will you help me?"

"Heh!" Sanben Shenglin smiled, raised Feng's cheek with one hand, kissed it, and looked into Feng's eyes, "You are so honest, how can I let you down!"

Feng turned his head and looked towards the window, "Sanben, if one day I want it, you will sacrifice a lot, including your current status, will you still say that I am honest?"

Sanben Shenglin smiled and said nothing, followed the wind and looked out of the empty window, "I'll tell you a story!"

Feng casually replied "Okay!"

Sanben Shenglin held Feng's waist and brought him into his arms again: "There was a child who was very smart since he was a child, but he didn't know who his father was. The child prayed every day to have a father. He had a father, but he didn't know who his father was. He lost his mother. He left a poor life, but lived in hell. He lived in fear every day. His stepmother would scold him, and his brother would kill him to scare him. He never cried or made trouble until one day, his stepmother died unexpectedly , brother disappeared. He thought he had everything, but that was his beginning, he learned too many dark things, but many people did not recognize him, "

Sanben Shenglin said that he was looking towards the wind, and gently stroked Feng's hair with his hand, "He put his brother under house arrest. He felt the United States, but he couldn't be assassinated. He met three teenagers of various colors. At that time, his eyes Attracted by a cold and arrogant look, he ignored the little angel next to him, he was seriously injured that time, but because his heart was contrary to others, he survived."

Feng knew that Sanben was telling his own story, Feng didn't understand it very well but knew that Sanben was a person who would wait for prey by nature, "You, do you hate them?"

"Isn't it all over?" Sanben Shenglin replied, looking at Feng with a thoughtful face, and asked, "Feng, do you know whose face my face is!"

Feng smiled wryly and shook his head, "It belongs to your brother!"

"Yes!"

Sanben Shenglin's straightforward answer surprised Feng, he answered instinctively.

Sanben Shenglin looked at Feng's surprised expression, and said calmly, "At that time, I was shot in the chest, and I thought of a way to calm those old men. I changed my brother's face, and even peeled off the skin of his hand to replace In myself, my brother represents my urban area."

Feng was so shocked that he couldn't speak, because he couldn't tell the truth from the truth, Sanben Shenglin lowered his head and smiled wryly, "Are you afraid of me, or do you despise me, a dirty person, my hands are stained with more blood than yours?" Too much, I never regret my sins, but I regret that time I touched you, Feng, you know? I can’t believe it until now, it’s true that you are by my side, I’m so scared, the first time I feel afraid, if you are not by my side, will I be as crazy as I was then!"

Feng raised his head and supported the bed sheet with his hands, and kissed Sanben Shenglin who was restless. Sanben Shenglin showed a touch of emotion, but immediately turned his head, "Feng, if you don't like me, leave me, I will treat you as one person these days." Dream!"

"Heh!" Feng's smile made Sanben Shenglin look directly at him, but Feng said playfully, "I don't like you!"

Sanben Shenglin's complexion changed, but Feng put his arms around Sanben Shenglin's neck, with a serious face, "I'm starting to love you a little bit!"

Time seems to stop in Sanben Shenglin's life. The wind's love for you makes Sanben Shenglin suffocate, but it is full of sunshine.

Ling and Long were busy planning, Ling frowned from time to time, Long sorted out the documents, looked at the cold food on the table, sighed softly, Ling turned to look at Long, "Long is hungry! I'm coming, you eat first!"

Long shook his head and continued to organize the documents. Ling couldn't help but put down his work, walked over to hug Long, and put his head on Long's shoulder, "Let's eat together, and we are dealing with work!"

Long nodded slightly, stood up and kissed Ling deeply, loosened up and sorted out the documents on the table, and put them in the safe.

Ling leaned on the table and looked at Long, "Long, I am really happy now, you are like a good wife!"

Long walked over and punched Ling in the chest, "Honey, it's time to eat!"

Ling picked up Long in his arms, Long leaned on Ling and looked at Ling frowned, slapped Ling lightly, jumped off the ground, and walked downstairs with Ling on his arm.

The night is not quiet, Han Zheming is like the usual wind, watching the crowds wandering on the street through the window, holding a glass of wine to drink from time to time, but thinking in his mouth, "Wind, why can't I forget you! Tell me to How can I forget you!"

Han Zheming hold back his eyes