Fenghua Zhengmao

Chapter 14

After settling his father down, Fenglei walked around to the driver's seat and put on his seat belt. The car started, turned around and drove out of the hospital's underground parking lot.

After driving for a while, Feng Sheng looked at the increasingly unfamiliar streets, and finally opened his mouth.

"Where are you going now?"

"Huh? Go home." Fenglei glanced at him, slowly slowed down, and quietly waited for the red light seconds to decrease.

"This is not the way home." Feng Sheng said with a sigh, "If you have something on your mind, don't drive, it's dangerous."

Fenglei looked around, was silent for a while, turned his wheels on the spot and merged to the right, and stopped on the side of the road.

The heart is like well water that has been silent for thousands of years but suddenly surges up. The heart is overloaded, and the palpitations become uncomfortable but missed.

Finally, I had a little contact with him again.

"Dad, I'll get out of the car and smoke a cigarette." After Feng Lei finished speaking, he took the cigarette case and got out of the car.

The thin windbreaker was blown up by the passing car, Fenglei leaned on the rear of the car, shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case, took out the lighter and lit it, the first puff was choked by the cold wind, he coughed for a while, and he calmed down down.

How long?

Oh, almost two years.

Fenglei squinted his eyes and put the cigarette between his lips. It's been almost two years, so he hasn't heard his name for so long.

At first I didn't think about mentioning it, then I couldn't mention it, and now, I don't dare to mention it.

People still remember, deeply remember, but they dare not think about the name. Once they simulate the state of reading these two words in their minds, the feeling of heartache and suffocation will kill him.

Don't mention it if you don't mention it, at worst, you will suffer for the rest of your life, but now, it seems that you are not the only one who suffers.

Fenglei pinches the smoke and walks to the co-pilot's seat, knocks on the glass of the car, Fengsheng presses the glass down, and a gust of wind comes in with the sound of Fenglei.

"Dad, I still can't."

Feng Sheng's index finger clasped on the button trembled.

He looked at his son, and in those eyes that were eight parts like himself, there was a son's prayer and prayer to his father.

"In my impression, you seem to have never said these two words." Feng Sheng said slowly, the memories in the words seemed to arouse some warm emotions.

Fenglei straightened his back, and the hand on the edge of the car was spread flat on the cold metal surface of the car.

"It's okay." Feng Sheng tapped on the roof of the car to signal him, "I prepared these words when you can speak and have your own little ideas, but I only use them today."

"boarding."

Feng Lei came up obediently, the whistling wind in his ears disappeared, and suddenly became quiet, as if foretelling something, his heart became tense.

really--

"What happened to your mother is my fault." Feng Sheng glanced at his tense side face, lowered his head and concentrated on rubbing his legs, "Back then, I attached great importance to my career, because I had eaten It’s hard, so I always think that I must not live in hard times in the future. That hotel was the only glorious place when my mother and I got married. Later, she got sick and it was really uncomfortable, so I told me that it couldn’t be cured anyway. Well, don't waste money. It would be great if I could keep that hotel for you and let you get married there too. Then I thought, I must buy it, but I did use your mother's medical expenses , I also regretted it after that, but it was too late."

Fenglei listened without moving, and Fengsheng continued, "I never thought that you would... that... At that time, it was because of your mother's wish, but you thought at that time that you couldn't get married at all. I was angry, but This gas, if you are sick, you will pass."

"You can do whatever you want." Feng Sheng sighed suddenly, "During the time when I was paralyzed on the bed, I dreamed of your mother, she cried and asked me, she had already left, if anything happened to you, What should I do? I pulled her and said don't cry, I was wrong, but she just shook her head, but didn't say a word. Then I woke up and thought about it for a day, wondering if she blamed me, so I didn't talk to her Talking, wondering why she shook her head, whether I said something wrong, when you came in from the door that day, and saw you looking sickly, I suddenly understood that your mother wanted to tell me that there was no one The important thing is that if people are gone, there will be nothing.”

When Feng Sheng said this, the corners of his mouth trembled visibly, and he looked at Feng Lei with relief in his eyes, "I want to have more sons, but if I don't, I will lose you again after losing your mother, and I will be in business for the rest of my life." , I have calculated this account very clearly."

Going back to the apartment where the two lived, the house book was placed on the coffee table in the living room, and the word Linhua was written neatly in the owner's column, making Fenglei feel that he had at least one thing that belonged to him.

Sitting on the sofa covered with a white sheet, the floating dust fluttered to other directions, entangled Fenglei's thoughts leisurely.

Miss him so much!

When I got here, I thought about it even more. The life of less than two months is unforgettable, and the happiness and beauty cannot be described in words, but the feeling is deeply engraved in the soul. Whenever I encounter a similar place, the feeling will come out. But it was only warm for a moment, and the rest was full of cold grief.

What should I do?

Wanting to take it upon himself to get close to him had turned into tragedy.

Ah!

Thinking of this, Fenglei smiled to himself.

Let's face it, those so-called responsibilities are just afraid of facing the other party's interface, the result will not only not solve the problem, but also intensify the conflict, explaining that it may be good for both parties, at least it is respect.

Autumn sunset, red and warm.

Fenglei looked at Danxia outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his perfect lip line slightly curled up, and secretly swore that he and Linhua would see Chaoyang again.

Far away at the airport on the outskirts of the city, a large passenger plane roared across the sky and landed steadily.

People from all walks of life in the terminal were in a hurry, and Yu Si stood at the airport pick-up gate in a neat suit. The smell of disinfectant on his body was faintly lingering, and he looked cold and clean.

The flight landed, and the polite female voice on the radio announced the long-awaited flight. After a while, people gradually came out of the exit. Yu Si stepped forward and saw a young man in black striding out, wearing a Even colder than him.

"Linhua!" Yu Si called him loudly and waved his hand to signal him.

When Lin Hua heard that he was coming, her thin and handsome face showed a slight smile, and walked up to him in a few steps, gave him a light hug, and walked towards the luggage area together.

"Finally back." Yu Si pulled a suitcase and followed his steps, his voice full of joy.

Lin Hua smiled silently, looking forward with sharp and cold eyes, her whole body was as sharp and relaxed as if dyed by the cold wind of late autumn, even her voice was cold in a low voice.

"Yeah, I'm finally back."

The author has something to say: Can I say that I seem to be playing stand-alone... squatting in the corner...