Yifeng + Continuation: Qinglian + Continuation: Angel Tears

"Yi Feng + continued Qinglian + continued AngelTears" velownica

Extra episode "You and Him"

"Yi Feng"

I never wanted to hurt anyone, but unintentionally, I hurt a lot of people, including myself.

Qizi

The wind blew up.The wind in late autumn is always a bit cold, so I turned up the collar of my coat and looked at the gloomy sky by the way—it was going to rain.

"Go back?" I gently asked the person in the wheelchair, but the person in front of me didn't seem to hear me.After a long time, I slowly said: "I think, listen to the sound of the wind for a while."

I didn't make a sound, just stood silently.

A cool hand rests on my right hand, and the diamond ring on the ring finger is a pair with me.Looking at that ring, I smiled...

(One)

Like the expected child of all noble families, I happened to be dealing with family trifles since I was a child, but I was tired of it all.In other words, when I was 10 years old, I already had a heart that was more than 30 years old.Irony.

The most annoying thing is the banquet between the noble families.Kids my age either fawned over me or avoided me—as did the adults who taught them this.Who doesn't know that this boy named "Li Mingjia" is not in their eyes, but only the rights and wealth behind "Li Mingjia" or the rights and wealth that "Li Mingjia" will get in the future.

The sky was gloomy, and it really started to rain in the evening.The living room is full of splendid banquets, but it makes me feel cold, not as warm as the porch with raindrops falling.

The sound of raindrops beating on the eaves is very pleasant, and the crisp ticking sound makes me fascinated.

but.

"What are you doing?" The thin and clear voice pulled me back from my wandering mind.I took a little look at the handsome young man who was about a few years older than me, nodded slightly, and said:

"May I ask who is calling?"

"You're supposed to answer the question before you ask the question?"

Right.

"I'm listening to the sound of the wind."

"I'm listening to the sound of rain!" I was stopped by him when I was about to ask who he was, "The sound of the wind and the sound of the rain are like sighing. This sound is so beautiful, isn't it?"

Looking at his intoxicated side face, the originally cold heart felt gradually warmed up.

"Yes." I smiled.

"Ming Jia likes it too!? That's great!" From the expression to the voice, there was undisguised excitement.

However, I was amazed at how well he knew me. "Who are you?" I asked again.

"Yifeng." When he was about to answer, a gentle yet majestic voice sounded behind me.Looking back, I saw an old woman with sullen eyes but a smile on her face.At the same time, I also knew the identity of the boy.

When I solemnly turned around, raised my head after bowing, and met my eyes, her face became as kind as the outside.

"Hello, Mrs. Han." For ordinary people, I just nodded slightly and fully expressed my respect.And the old lady in front of me, who was so beautiful when she was young, is not an ordinary person—she is the young lady of the Ling family and the wife of the Han family.The Han family, the Ling family, and our Li family and Lin family are all prominent families in the political and business circles.

"It's the young master Mingjia from the Li family." Her elegant smile and correct pronunciation all indicated that she had an excellent upbringing.

"Grandma!" The young man next to me tugged at my arm, and I was a little uncomfortable as I seldom had physical contact with people. "I want to live with Ming Jia for a few days!" The boy said loudly as if he had discussed with me earlier.

"Then... I will cause trouble for young master Mingjia." The old woman bowed slightly.

"Where, it's a great honor. If there is any negligence, I apologize here." I bowed again.

Just between these sets of polite words, the boy moved into my house.He has light blue eyes, inherited from his French aristocratic mother.He smiled like a newborn sun, and cried like a pear blossom with rain, both beautiful.

The reason why we can play together is very simple: he is the heir of the Han family, Master Yifeng; I am Li Mingjia, the next head of the Li family.

Not long after, he went home.I was not good at remembering other people's names and faces, but I remembered him——Han Yifeng.His every frown and smile is even more in my mind, lingering.

(two)

Memory is such a weird thing, it fades some things.And it makes some things brighter.In fact, it’s all in the past, so what’s the use of remembering it or not or remembering it clearly?Some things, it may be better to forget.

I met Yifeng at the funeral of my grandfather, and it has been 5 years since I first met him.

For some reason, when my eyes touched his figure, everything around him seemed to disappear, only Yi Feng was in my field of vision, and there seemed to be a halo around him... I couldn't move my eyes away...

Maybe it was because my eyes were too hot, "Hello! Mingjia!" He walked towards me gracefully and greeted me gracefully.

My lips slowly opened and closed a few times, but I couldn't make a sound.Then, with lowered eyes, "Who are you?"

"Ming Jia? You don't know me anymore?" His loss was clearly revealed in his voice.

"Ah... ah, yes..." vaguely, I uttered a few simple syllables.Yifeng, how could I forget you?Knowledge, I don't know how to face you, let alone how to face your increasingly helpless self.

"That's true. Everyone said that Jia is a 'human idiot'—an idiot who recognizes people." At the bottom of the lake, he moved his face close to mine, but when his handsome face was close to my eyes, my face turned red.

"Hey, Mingjia. Remember her appearance, her name is 'Han Yifeng'. Tell me again, what's her name?"

"Yifeng..." I said in a low voice.

"Good boy!" After his praise, he put his lips on my cheek and touched it lightly.

"Yi... Yifeng!" I wanted to jump away, but I was hugged by him.

"I've been in France for a long time. This is the French way of greeting."

"Nonsense! French people don't need to kiss their faces!" For some reason, I, who was always indifferent, was teased by him like an angry child; for some reason, I just let him hug me like this.

"It doesn't matter. Ming Jia answered the question correctly, of course I should reward you. Besides, I miss you Ming Jia very much!" He leaned his head on my shoulder, leaned into my ear, and said softly.

"miss me……"

"Yeah. Mingjia misses me too, I know, doesn't it..."

I didn't make a sound, and acquiesced to his words.

With his hug getting tighter as he climbed the stairs, he once again decided to stay at my house.

That time, I learned something about the Han family.And, knowing that he has been living in France for the past few years and receiving the best education.And after returning this time, I have to go back to France. I don't know when I will come back.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a slight pain in my heart.France is so far away.So what?We are just two little birds locked in different cages. Only he can see "Li Mingjia", and only I can see "Han Yifeng".

So what if you can see it?We are still birds in cages.

(three)

As a result, we met again in less than a year.It's just that the place where we met surprised me—the gate of my house.

Looking at him carrying a suitcase, I just opened my mouth; "Who are you?" After speaking, I laughed out loud.

"Bad boy! If you forget me because of 'human idiot', I will blow your head!"

"It's because the tutor is so good!" I smirked with one eyebrow hanging.

"Oh? I think you have a personality defect!" As he spoke, he dropped his things and hugged me, "Ming Jia, I miss you so much!"

"Yi Feng, I miss you too!" In response to Yi Feng hugging tightly, at the same time, there was an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

Since he showed up at the gate of my Li family with a suitcase.There is no reason not to invite him to stay.

Yi Feng told me many things, using his not-so-standard Mandarin and his slightly French-accented voice to tell me about French affairs, school affairs...

School, in my eyes, is a place that makes me feel more mysterious than Huajie and Liuxiang.In my school, there are only blood children.And the unity and friendship among unrelated children disappeared in this small group with only a few children.The superficial friendship between children of the same age is often limited to the range drawn by adults.

I listen to Yifeng's storytelling every day, often during the day and at night.Almost every time, Yi Feng saves an exciting story until the end and only tells half of it.

"Ming Jia, it's time to go to bed!"

"But, you haven't finished yet..."

"I'll talk about the rest tomorrow, I'm tired too."

Every time this happens, I will look embarrassed, and at this time Yifeng will say: "If Mingjia and Yifeng sleep together, Yifeng will tell Mingjia a bedtime story!" The tone is clearly coaxing child.

Even knowing this, I am still happy to be with Yifeng.Because he is caring for me like an older brother; he is also clinging to me like a younger brother.By his side, I seem to have returned to the age group that has passed without experience. More importantly, he gave me the feeling of "family".

"I always feel... like "Arabian Nights"..." I whispered to myself before going to bed one day.

"Is it the fairy tale where the princess lures the tyrant with stories every day?" He habitually rested his head on my shoulder, treating me like a big pillow.Oddly enough, I don't mind. "Then I'm not a princess anymore?" He said again, "Hehe~ The king's three-year-old princess, sister and brother love~"

"I'm not a tyrant!" Inexplicably, the only reason why I was angry was that I regarded myself as a tyrant, instead of denying what kind of "princess" he was.

"Of course, my Mingjia is a prince, the most handsome prince!"