just a mistake

This place made Feng Cuo repulsive, and when he knew Zhang Yan's plan, Feng Cuo felt that he had insulted the person in his memory.

Feng Cuo couldn't figure out whether it was because of Zhang Yan's disgusting thoughts about him, or because he felt disgusted because of such a similar face to that person.In fact, he had different thoughts about Zhong Yanhui from the very beginning, but he was careless and ignorant at the time.

Later, when he went abroad, the skinny young man grew more and more elegant and handsome. He received flowers from women and confessions from men. At this time, his heart did not fluctuate at all, but he kept thinking of his own that person.That person is the person you want to spend your whole life with.

He discovered his own thoughts, but felt panicked and pitiful. Indeed, people are gone, so what's the use of having such thoughts?But when Zhang Yan said it, it was as if he had let go of his dirty thoughts, which made Feng Cuo feel sick and sad.

"Little mistake, this soup is quite delicious." Xiaolu said with a smile, holding a bowl of soup. Zhong Yanhui put it in the pot before he left. After waiting for more than an hour, Xiaolu went to the refrigerator to get a drink. Hooked by a scent.

Feng Cuo smelled the smell, and felt mixed feelings in his heart. He nodded and didn't speak.

While drinking the soup, Xiaolu squinted at him and said, "Xiao Cuo, do you have a crush on that man named Zhang Yan?"

Xiaolu asked cautiously, Feng Cuo raised his eyebrows, looked at Xiaolu, felt a little funny, and said, "Where did you see that?"

Xiaolu put Tang down, and said with a serious face: "But I can see that if you really hated this person, you would just scold him with the worst words, or just call the police without saying a word." Looking at Feng Cuo's face hesitantly, he continued: "Also, you look at him differently."

"What's different?" Feng was so wrong that he wanted to know what Xiaolu wanted to say.

"I don't know, but there is something different!" Xiaolu said with a confident face.

"That's because you think too much." Feng Cuoyun said lightly.

"I swear, the way you look at him is really different!" Xiaolu said swearingly.

Feng Cuo looked out the window and didn't speak. When he came over for a while, Feng Cuo spoke softly, as if muttering to himself, and said, "That may be because he looks like a person."

It's almost summer, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The whole city is like a steamer, and every person walking in it is like a piece of meat waiting to be steamed.

"The weather is getting hotter and hotter." Duan Yu walked in from the outside, touched the sweat on his forehead, and said to a group of buddies with a smile.

"Master Duan, these days, it's not because of the hot weather that you are less passionate about dating girls." A smiling man with a round face handed him a bottle of wine and teased.

"Old Tan, why do I feel that you are becoming more and more like a gossip?" Duan Yu took the wine with a smile, then took a bottle of drink from the side and handed it to Feng Cuo.

"This is my new buddy, Feng Cuo." Duan Yu said to a group of people.

Then Duan Yu pointed to the group of people and said to Feng Cuo: "This is my brother from the studio, this is Lao Tan, Fatty, and glasses."

Duan Yu and a few friends opened a studio, which is related to online games.The guy named Lao Tan is in charge of diplomacy, the fat guy and the guy with glasses are responsible for activities, the fat guy is mainly responsible for game creativity and overall settings, the guy with glasses is responsible for making these things, Duan Yu and the others It has been done for a year or two, and it is also small and large-scale.

"Master Duan, I haven't seen you for a few days, when did your side change?" Old Tan teased.

Duan Yu smiled and scolded: "Be careful what you say to me, do you know that people can do art! It's elegant, you gangsters, give me a little sense."

The one wearing glasses suddenly asked with a little interest: "I don't know what kind of art brother Ling learned?"

"Painting, as well as music." Feng Cuo simply replied.

Wearing glasses suddenly brightened his eyes, looked at Duan Yu and said, "Boss, our art workers are not good enough, let me see if your brother is willing to join us?"

"Eyes, you're making me sore, can you talk properly!" the fat man shouted with a displeased face.

"But, the boss said that we should be more elegant." The person wearing glasses raised his eyes and said in a warm and sincere manner.

Duan Yu laughed all of a sudden, and Feng Cuo couldn't help but find it funny.

"So, brother, would you like to join us?" The eyes still maintained a tone that they thought was gentle.

Duan Yu laughed enough, turned his head, looked at Feng Cuo and said: "This guy is a bit weird, but this suggestion is still good, Feng Cuo, do you want to join us? Although we are still a small company now, but, we His ambitions include the whole of China!"

Looking at these, Feng Cuo felt that he was quite interested, but he hesitated, and then said with a smile: "Let me think about it for a while, why don't you tempt me with the benefits first?"

"Okay." Duan Yu agreed, pointing to the three people in front of him and said, "Who do you fancy, I'll let him serve you tonight."

Old Tan said with a face full of fearlessness, "Boss, how can others like us crooked melons and jujubes. Boss, you are the only one of us who has passed. Boss, as the saying goes, you will not go to hell. Who will go to hell! For such a big event, the boss must do it!"

After Duan Yu listened, he looked at Feng Cuo with a smile and said, "Since that's the case, I don't know Mr. Feng, do you think he's young?"

"Growing up is not bad, but it's a pity that he is a handle." Feng said with a smile.

Duan Yu simply approached Feng Cuo, and said meaningfully: "So what? Mr. Feng, do you mind this?"

Feng took a wrong look at him and restrained his smile a bit, lowered his eyes, and said with some half-truth and half-false: "The days when this person is pointing and pointing, I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. I don't have the courage if I have the heart!"

Duan Yu's eyes suddenly sank, but he quickly covered it up, and started teasing Lao Tan again and again.

Wrong wind, do you really mind?If I say, I'm not afraid, I don't mind being judged, do you have the guts to walk this road with me?

Something in Duan Yu's heart was churning, but he still couldn't open his mouth after all.

Zhong Yanhui got a few pieces of paper with a person's head on it, and one could tell at a glance that it was the big star——Xia Luqi.

Zhong Yanhui turned it over, his face was a little strange, and finally finished reading these things, Zhong Yanhui put the materials aside, picked up a bottle of wine and drank from the mouth of the bottle, and said a little indignantly: " Xiaolu, you bastard, I should have beaten you up like a fool! How dare you pretend to be a fairy!"

Zhong Yanhui felt annoyed for a while, his mind was discovered just like that, Ah Cuo is now guarding himself like a wolf guard, and if he posts it so cheekily, Ah Cuo should call the police.

How to do it?

Zhong Yanhui felt distressed for a while.Call the police?Something flashed through Zhong Yanhui's mind, and he suddenly felt a little better all over his body.Not a bad idea.Zhong Yanhui lifted the bottle, took a big sip, then looked at the papers, and said in a strange tone: "Xiao Lu, I heard that your agent and company are looking for you? Tell me, I Should I report your whereabouts? It's really embarrassing!"

A schadenfreude flashed in Zhong Yanhui's eyes, and he decisively took out the phone.

☆, rascal

Feng Cuo was drinking with Duan Yu and the others at the bar, when the phone rang suddenly, Feng Cuo picked it up and saw that it was Xiaolu.Feng Cuo took the phone and walked to the side.

"Hello, Xiaolu."

"Fengcuo, save me, I'm about to die. Don't drag me, I won't leave! I haven't cleared the game yet!" Xiaolu yelled on the phone.

"Xiaolu? What's wrong with you?"

"Wind wrong, call the police, someone is illegal..." The voice suddenly stopped, and then a woman's voice sounded.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Feng? I'm Xia Luqi's manager, Sun Ru." The woman's voice was very polite, but Xiaolu's screams could be faintly heard next to her, which sounded particularly strange.

"I am." Feng wrongly replied.

"It's like this. Mr. Xia Luqi has been bothering you these days, but Mr. Xia has been concentrating on his work, so he will stay soon. On behalf of Mr. Xia, I would like to express my gratitude to you and bid you farewell. I hope you will come back when you are free in the future." Get together." The woman's voice sounded gentle and polite, but there was a voice next to her shouting loudly, "Let go of me, Sun Ru, who the hell said I'm leaving, you won't be able to get married if you're so rude !"

Feng Cuo heard the woman say to Xiaolu in a completely different tone: "Don't worry, if I can't get married, I can always urge you to work hard, right, my big star. Take it away!"

Then there was a hang-up sound from the other end of the phone, and Feng Cuo hung up the phone directly.Xiaolu said when he came here that he sneaked here, but he didn't expect to be caught like this in less than a week.Feng Cuo thought gloatingly, Xiaolu's sad face suddenly felt a little funny.

"What's wrong with you? What's the matter?" Duan Yu saw that Feng Cuo had been on the phone, and walked over.

Feng Cuo looked at him, covered his smile, and said: "It's nothing, that, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first." Although he laughed at Xiaolu, Feng Cuo was still a little worried, and at the same time worried about his own health. Will the house become a mess.

Duan Yu's expression was slightly gloomy, but he recovered quickly, looked at Feng Cuo, and asked, "Shall I see you off?"

"It's nothing, a little matter, don't I still have those guys to accompany me? I can just go back by myself."

Duan Yu watched Feng Cuo finished speaking, and didn't insist. He just narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Feng Cuo go away. At home, Duan Yu couldn't help but think of the man he met last time, the man who was as close as Feng Cuo, Thinking about it, I really can't help but care.

Feng Cuo, if you really don't have the courage to take this path, what is the relationship between that man and you?You and I don't know, but I can clearly see the possessiveness in that man's eyes!

Feng Cuo, if you don't want to go this way, I won't make a move, but I hope you have this answer to everyone!Don't make me regret my decision today!

Duan Yu drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. The wine was astringent and had a bitter taste, but in order to taste the taste, he had to swallow it down, making the bitter taste turn into a A feeling worth savoring.

Feng went upstairs by mistake and saw that the door of his room was open.

Aren't they closed?

Feng Cuo thought about walking into the house, and saw a person drinking a drink in his own room, looking at ease.Feng Cuo saw this face clearly, and his complexion suddenly became a little ugly.

"Zhang Yan, didn't I tell you not to step into my house!" Feng Cuo said coldly.

Zhong Yanhui saw that the wind had come back by mistake, and immediately showed a flattering smile, with a dog-legged look, and said: "Isn't this today? I heard a lot of movement in your house. I don't feel relieved. After seeing it, there is something wrong." A woman and two men dragged that little elf from your family away. As a result, the house was a mess and full of footprints, and it took me a long time to clean it up." After Zhong Yanhui finished speaking, he lay down on the sofa at Feng Cuo's house with an overworked appearance.

Feng Cuo looked at him coldly, without raising his eyelids, he said, "So, I have to thank you, don't I?"

Zhong Yanhui had no self-knowledge at all, waved his hand, and said with a hearty smile, "You're welcome, we're all neighbors!"

Feng Cuo walked in suddenly and grabbed Zhong Yanhui's collar. Their faces were so close that even Zhong Yanhui could see the tiny hairs on Feng Cuo's fair skin.The breathing of the two of them almost intertwined.

"Zhang Yan, I know what you are thinking about? But do you know that I only have two words for you, disgusting! If you don't leave, I will really call the police! You are fucking shameless, and I will I want it!" Feng Cuo roared angrily.

Zhong Yanhui looked at Feng Cuo, and replied calmly without changing his face: "I don't care what you are thinking, but I think you should know what I am thinking. Anyway, I just want to get close to you, so I am shameless. Can you What are you doing to me?! Also, don’t call the police, just look at this.” Zhong Yanhui said as he took out his purse and handed it to Feng Cuo.

Feng mistakenly picked it up, and at first glance, it was a police ID, the holder of which was Zhang Yan!Feng Cuo couldn't believe it, checked the thing over and over several times, and then carefully looked at the photo above, the name, it was really Zhang Yan!

Feng Cuo asked in disbelief, "How did you become a policeman!? Aren't you unemployed? You fucking lied to me!?"

"No, no, how is it possible?!" Zhong Yanhui saw that the other party had misunderstood, then took the things over with a shy face, and said to himself: "That day, after you scolded me, Ah Cuo, I learned from it. Ah, I told myself that as a man who stands up to the sky, I must support myself and find a job, so, look, didn’t I find it? From now on, I will be the policeman in our area, and I can do anything big or small Looking for me? Of course, Ah Cuo, if you call the police, I will probably be the one to deal with it." Zhong Yanhui smiled smugly, looking like a hooligan.

"You are a policeman or a cleaner, so easy to be?! Or do you think I am a fool, easy to deceive!" Feng Cuo scolded.He couldn't believe it no matter what, he was still unemployed a few days ago, how could he become a policeman after a few days? !Are the requirements of the police very low now?What are those police schools for? !

"Well, it was mainly because I was sincere, so they were moved by my behavior." Zhong Yanhui said without changing his expression.Can he say that he directly forged the experience of the identity of Zhang Yan, and then made a little effort to get it done?

Feng Cuo looked at Zhong Yanhui with an idiot look on his face, then gritted his teeth, and said only two words, "Get out!"

"Ah Cuo, why do you keep driving me away? Ah Cuo!" Zhong Yanhui said reluctantly.

"Don't call me that!" Feng Cuo suddenly felt that this name was very harsh, especially when he was called out by such a face and said nonsense that he liked himself, those repressed sides of himself were likely to be released like this, and then To the point where you can't control yourself.

Feng Cuo really wanted to give Zhang Yan a few slaps on his face, so maybe he would reject him less.However, he can't.

"That's what I want to call it!" Zhong Yanhui said stubbornly.

"Get out! Get out!" Feng Cuo shouted excitedly.

Zhong Yanhui saw Feng Cuo's ugly face, and suddenly wanted to give himself a mouthful. He wanted to be nice to people, so he was nice to people like this?Zhong Yanhui hurriedly calmed down, and said repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go, don't be angry. I'm leaving now."

After Zhong Yanhui left, Feng Cuo also felt a little tired.Really, it's just a face, why does it have such a big influence on me?It was because of that feeling, that warm feeling, that they all called me Ah Cuo. This feeling was really warm and reassuring. The repressed side of me was just ready to move. Maybe, that kind of dirty thing would Climb out like this and spread all over your body.

Feng Cuo thought about it, and felt terrible, unconsciously, he didn't know whether he was laughing or crying, anyway, he fell asleep in the end.

In the dream, I went back to the orphanage again, and the person handed me a bowl of porridge with a smile, and they slept together, took a bath together, and went to school together.But the picture gradually changed. He looked at that person, and then kissed him in a mysterious way, but that person suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of eyes, just like this, exposing himself bloody in front of him, and then he looked at that person. His eyes became cold, contemptuous, and mocking, just like the eyes of the maid in childhood, and the eyes of everyone in the Feng family looking at him. He tried his best to shrink himself into a ball and cover his ears, but those voices still couldn't stop coming. Drill in your own ears.

You are a villain!

It's so dirty!

How wonderful it would be without you!

If he behaves like his father, he doesn't know what he will do in the future? !

If you're a little bit self-aware, don't go out and make a fool of yourself!

Feng Cuo suddenly woke up from his dream, with a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, Feng Cuo took a look and found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.Really!

Feng Cuo was a little helpless.Really, isn't he just a hooligan?What's wrong with me?Feng Cuo thought it was a little funny, but he couldn't laugh again.He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking?

The phone rang suddenly, and Feng Cuo took it over to see that it was Duan Yu.

"Hey, it's nothing serious, you don't have to worry." Hearing Duan Yu's concerned words, the corners of Feng Cuo's mouth raised slightly.

"If there is anything else, you can move to my house. I am also living outside now. I am the only one. The room is empty! If you come, I will pay you half the price." Duan Yu said with a smile.

"Are you serious?" Feng Cuo asked with a half-truth and half-fake smile.

"Of course. Do you really want to come?" Duan Yu felt like he had been hit by the lottery.

"Well, let me think about it, my mind has been a little messed up recently." Feng Cuo thought for a while and replied.Moving for a hooligan, no matter how you look at it, it's not worth it. Besides, isn't it that kid who should move?Why is it him?

"Okay." Duan Yu's voice sounded a little lost.

"If you want to come, I welcome you at any time." Duan Yu said unwillingly, "You don't have to charge any money."

"Understood, thank you!" After Feng Cuo finished speaking, he hung up the phone neatly.Feng Cuo stood by the window, looking at the world outside the window. It has been so long, and he is no longer the child he was at the beginning. Because of such a trivial matter, he actually escaped, which is really a bit of a fuss.

Feng Cuo thought about it, and gave up the idea.

Isn't it just a person who looks a bit like him, but this person happens to have a crush on him.If I can remain unwavering all the time, if I can see him one day, I should be able to hide my thoughts well.Feng Cuo seemed to be thinking about comfort.

Zhong Yanhui half-lyed on his bed in a sullen mood.He couldn't figure it out, he was already very nice to Ah Cuo, but why Ah Cuo seemed to hate himself so much?It seems that Ah Cuo still can't accept two men together.

Zhong Yanhui thought with some frustration, but also with guilt, is it immoral for him to think about breaking Ah Cuo?

Since I am immoral, I will definitely work harder to be right and wrong.Zhong Yanhui thought in his heart.

Zhong Yanhui was 14 years old when he left Fengcuo. At that time, he thought there was no difference between right and wrong.But after thinking about it, Zhong Yanhui always felt that there was a sweet atmosphere between them.The first time Zhong Yanhui understood his intentions was about a year after leaving Fengcuo. At that time, he dreamed of Fengcuo at night, and they were still taking a bath in that small bathroom.

The water flowed through Feng Cuo's body, Feng Cuo helped him apply soap, and his white and tender hands swam over his own with foam, waking up with an unquenchable restlessness in his body.Feng Cuo's body, white and slender, looks really beautiful.

And then, just... the next day, Zhong Yanhui found that an unknown liquid had appeared on his bed sheet, and he was frightened to death.Discovered by Ron who walked in, he laughed hard and threw a lot of books at him.

In short, it was only after that that Zhong Yanhui discovered that he had this kind of thought for the children he had raised since childhood. outside.

So, after several years of ideological struggle, Zhong Yanhui was like a hunter aiming at his prey, seeing Feng Cuo with green light in his eyes. Thoughts from the beginning.

I think he is 22 years old now, and more than half of his time is related to wind faults.Isn't he the one who's been thinking about it for half his life?How could I let go?

Zhong Yanhui was thinking, looking at the photo in his hand, the people in the photo were also at a loss, but Zhong Yanhui's eyes showed the light of what he must win.

☆, the forgotten studio

Feng Cuo came to Xu's house again.If it weren't for Xu Liyang's undeniable tone, Feng Cuo really didn't want to appear in this place again.After the last conflict, they have basically lost contact.

"Come on, sit down." Xu Liyang's appearance has not changed much from when we first met eight years ago, but his whole expression has shown a bit of vicissitudes of life.

"No need, just tell me if you have anything to say, and I'll leave after I finish." Feng Cuo said bluntly.

Xu Liyang laughed suddenly, but he was not happy when he saw it, and said, "You are really different from Youyang, he never talks like that."

"Of course, I'm not him, so naturally it's different."

Xu Liyang restrained his smile, took out a key from the drawer, and said, "This is the key to your father's studio. You are his son, so this should be given to you. I have kept it for so long."

Feng mistakenly picked up the key and said nothing.For this father, from the beginning of his memory, he was a sinner, and he was also the object of contempt and disgust in their mouths, but suddenly someone told him that his father was not like this.Feng Cuo didn't know what mood he was in, and looking at the key was a bit complicated.

"Is there anything else? Nothing, I'll go first." Feng Cuo said coldly.

Xu Liyang pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Come back."

"What are you talking about?"

"I said, move to the Xu family. You are from the Xu family, so you should live in the Xu family." Xu Liyang said calmly.

"Do I have a choice?" Feng Cuo asked mockingly.

"I didn't force you. I just hope you come back. I think, if Youyang knows, he should be very happy too." Xu Liyang's tone was a little tired.

"Is there no coercion? That's the best." Feng Cuo slightly curved his lips, but it was not very comfortable to watch. He looked at Xu Liyang and said, "If I can choose, I hope that I will break up with the Xu family." It's clean!" Feng Cuo said and walked out.

"After all, you are still too young." Xu Liyang sighed and muttered to himself, "Yuyang, this is your son. You have a very good son, Youyang, are you happy?"

Feng Cuo walked to a room. This is a room near the inside. It is very quiet and no one usually comes.Feng Cuo's mood is a bit complicated, because this is his father's studio.

Feng Cuo put the key away, turned it slowly, and then heard a sudden sound, Feng Cuo walked in, the house was very clean, it seemed that someone cleaned it regularly, the windows were half opened, it seemed to be for ventilation.

There are many paintings hanging on the walls of this room, and the pictures are scenes from the Xu family garden. The frame of the picture is very small, maybe a flower, a few leaves, a new grass, or a butterfly, but it makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at it. People have a sense of peace and beauty.There are also some paintings put together, and there is even a painting on the drawing board, which is a night scene, the whole picture is rendered by thick colors, the purple-black sky seems to be flowing, and those little firefly-like The light seemed to go out at any time, making people feel a kind of extreme depression and sadness.

Feng Cuo took out the paintings that were not hung up and looked at them. These paintings can clearly see the change of the writer's mood.The previous paintings were all slightly jerky, but the contents of the paintings were all life, like new grass, or resting butterflies, but later, the contents changed, and the pictures became dark and depressing. Some bare branches, or leaves that are about to fall.

Afterwards, these images gradually became abstract, depressing, and incomprehensible.But it can be seen that this person's scope of activities is very small, basically in the Xu family.Has he not been somewhere outside?How strange.

For the first time, Feng Cuo was curious about the man he should call his father.What has he experienced? These paintings show that he was originally a person who was willing to observe life. He had a keen feeling in his heart and could see the beauty that was overlooked by others, but the paintings behind him were all so sad. , depressed.

However, Feng Cuo had to admit it.These paintings are all exquisite. It can be said that they should be protected like peerless treasures. However, it is really a pity that they are just like this in this room.

A person's heart can be seen from the painting, and this artist must have a clear heart.Feng Cuo thought about it, but felt even more incredible. What kind of person was his father?

A person who can draw such a picture is absolutely impossible to be a rapist.Feng Cuo was even more curious about what happened back then.What happened that year?

"You are..." A woman in plain clothes and a light yellow coat appeared at the door, looking at Feng Cuo's face, her tone was trembling, as if she saw something unbelievable.Feng Cuo looked at him, this is a woman about 40 to [-] years old, but she is well maintained, and every move can tell that she was born in a wealthy family.

"You are...Xu Youyang, this...this...impossible." The woman's expression seemed to be stimulated by something, and she said in a trembling voice.

"Mom, why are you here?" Xu Youyan's voice appeared, and he approached, saw that his mother's face was not right, and then saw Feng Cuo in the room, and asked with some doubts, "Brother, why are you here? "

The woman heard Xu Youyan's words and asked, "What do you call him? Who is he?"

"He's just wrong, mom, you should know." Xu Youyan felt his fucking reaction was a little weird.

"Feng Cuo." The woman looked at Feng Cuo, her eyes were full of disbelief, looking at Feng Cuo, she murmured nervously, "It's so similar, it's exactly the same."

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xu Youyan asked with concern.

The woman waved her hand and said wearily, "It's nothing, I'm not feeling well, I'm going to rest for a while."

Xu Youyan watched her mother leave without paying too much attention. Seeing Feng Cuo, she said apologetically, "That's my mother. Maybe it's the first time I saw you. I can't believe it."

"Can't believe what?" Feng Cuo asked, the woman's eyes just now made him feel a little concerned.

"You probably don't know." Xu Youyan glanced at him and said, "You and your father look exactly the same. I saw a picture of your father when I was a child. You look so much alike. My mother might put you I see it as your father. What's more, this room has basically never been opened to anyone since I can remember. Today is the first time I come in. Maybe you look too much like your father just now, so my mother For a moment I thought your father was back."

Feng Cuo nodded, still caring a little bit, but didn't go into the details.

"Hey, is there a painting missing here?" Xu Youyan looked at the wall with some doubts and said.

Feng Cuo looked along where his finger was, there were only some traces on it, but it was obvious that there should have been a painting hanging there before.

"No one usually comes in here? Why is there a pair missing?" Xu Youyan felt a little strange.

There are some scenery on that wall, which seems to be the scene of Xu's garden, but there is one painting missing in the middle, which makes Feng Cuo feel a little strange.

"Who is in charge of the hygiene here?"

"Hygienic?" Xu Youyan frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I don't know, no one can enter this room, if so, only my father can enter in our family."

Feng Cuo felt a little confused. Since Xu Liyang gave him the key, there should be no reason to take a painting away.Feng Cuo felt a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird.

Feng Cuo felt that his mind was a little messed up, and he stood alone at the window and looked out.I don't even know how I feel.

At first, the role of his father in his childhood impression was a rapist, a vicious gangster. Later, when he met Xu Liyang, he said that his father was his younger brother, so Feng Cuo felt that his father should be An ignorant dude, but when he saw those paintings today, he was obviously a person with a pure and thorough mind. Feng Cuo never imagined that his father could be such a person.But my mind was a little confused, because if my father was such a person, why was he imprisoned for rape, and why did I live in that name in the Feng family?

Feng Cuo felt that there must be something strange about what happened back then, and he wanted to know more and more what was going on?

Perhaps, this is a misunderstanding.

Feng Cuo seemed to see a glimmer of hope. After living with this evil name for so many years, he suddenly discovered that he might be able to ask for this name.Feng Cuo felt his heart start to stir.

At this time, Feng Yi, the hostess of the Feng family, was also troubled.

"Kai'an, hasn't Yanlu come back yet?" Feng Yi is also a little tired now, these years, especially when a woman has to support the entire Feng family.It would be great if I had a son, so that I could help myself share a little bit, and this house would not be so empty.

"Not yet. My uncle said that he will accompany the client tonight, so he won't come." Kai'an looked at Feng Yi's face and said cautiously.

"I don't know whether to accompany the clients or those goblins." Feng Yi said with a sneer, feeling his own exhaustion at the same time.

"Kian, tell me, it would be great if I had a child." Feng Yi said to himself, "Unfortunately, when I was young, I was ignorant, and for the sake of the company, I lost my child for nothing. Now think about it, It's really not worth it."

Feng Yi said sadly.I married Bai Yanlu because I was pregnant. Everything was fine, but the old man of the Feng family passed away suddenly. lost, and could no longer conceive.

Feng Yi sometimes wonders if he has been punished.Because I killed that child, God will not let me have a child.Feng Cuo suddenly felt that this life was extremely tiring.I don't know whether I was right or wrong about that incident back then.

She had almost forgotten that person's appearance, and only vaguely felt that the eyes looked very clean and clear.

It's okay to just die like this.

Feng Yi thought and closed his eyes.

Looking at Feng Yi like this, Kai An also felt that this woman looked beautiful, but she was actually helpless.Back then I set the fire, and then I had nightmares for several days, dreaming that the little thing crawled out with fire all over it.Afterwards, although Feng Yi kept reminding her, she still felt scared when she saw a child, so much so that she was still alone to this day.

☆、The beauty next door

Feng Cuo agreed to Duan Yu's invitation and began to become a member of Yelu Studio. When Feng Cuo heard the name of this studio, he suddenly laughed. Duan Yu still plausibly said that his original intention was to change from the original There was a bloody road in the market, but for some reason it strayed off and turned into a wild road. It was picked up as soon as I heard it!Feng Cuo looked at him like this, and laughed even harder.

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