I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

It snowed heavily today.

The snow has never stopped, fluttering and fluttering, plain and pure white, and the whole world seems to be dyed with a layer of silver, which is too beautiful to behold.

The meeting place is a coffee shop.

When Feng Ci stopped the car, he asked A Yu, "Do you have any impression of this aunt?"

A Yu just came out of school, wearing a pink and white fluffy padded jacket, long hair, and an off-white scarf. Hearing this, she shook her head, "I've only seen Song Dongling, and he gave me presents."

Feng Ci opened the car door, stepped down with long legs, and closed the door, "Did he say anything else when he went to see you in the hospital?"

A Yu also got out of the car, "No, except for telling me not to tell you."

Feng Ci frowned, "Why didn't you tell me?"

A Yu laughed, "He said you two would fight as soon as you met, and he didn't want to fight, for fear of hurting you."

Feng Ci, "...hehe."

They came early, but they didn't expect that the aunt was already waiting there.

He looked like he was in his thirties.

The temperament is graceful, dignified and elegant, and the costumes are gorgeous.

At first glance, she is not the wife of an ordinary family.

The noble lady was looking at the snow outside with a leisurely and peaceful expression.

"Hello."

Feng Ci was the first to break the peace.

Mrs. Song looked at them, and after sizing up the two of them, she smiled slightly, "I am Song Dongling's mother, and also your eldest aunt."

Feng Ci nodded, "Hello."

"I wonder what you want to see us for?"

Both rusty and polite.

The little girl sat aside obediently and did not speak.

Obviously not ready to recognize people.

But this reaction is also very normal. After so many years, I haven't seen anyone in front of me. Now that I have grown up, the possibility of recognizing someone is definitely much smaller, not to mention that this is only the first time we meet.

Mrs. Song knew this well, and her expression remained the same, "After your mother passed away, I have been recuperating abroad, and I have only been back for the past two years."

As she spoke, she took out a photo from her bag and showed it to them. It was a group photo of two women who seemed to be very close. "Xiao Qing and I have been best friends for many years."

Song Qing, the Second Miss Song back then.

It is also a farewell to their mother.

Mrs. Song continued, "I thought that although she left, your father is still here and will take good care of you. I didn't expect that he left early. At that time, my condition was not good, and no one came with me. explain."

"Xiaoling is the same age as you, within a few days, I sometimes call and ask him to visit you more often, so don't let the relationship fade away."

Feng Ci, "Thank you."

Mrs. Song smiled, as if she was a little relieved, "Now that I see that both of you are well, I feel a lot more relaxed."

Feng Ci didn't know what to say, so he just nodded.

Next, let's listen to this girl talk about some past events between her and their mother, and some embarrassing things about Feng Ci's childhood.

Feng Ci listened to the two ladies beside him laughing blankly, until Mrs. Song asked, "I heard from Xiaoling that you are at Yan's house now?"

A Yu was startled, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

She didn't answer.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Feng Ci glanced at her, and when he was about to speak, Mrs. Song, who was sitting opposite, seemed unaware, and asked Feng Ci, "How is Director Yan doing now?"

"Fortunately."

Mrs. Song looked sad, "Some things should not be said, but I heard that some time ago, A Yu entered the hospital and lay down for several days."

Feng Ci didn't speak.

Mrs. Song sighed softly, "With the means of that Yan Dong, logically speaking, it shouldn't be impossible to protect you."

"Since he recognized you, but caused something to happen to Ayu, my aunt is a little worried. What does he mean by that?"

Feng Ci was inexplicable, "What does it mean to recognize us?"

The expression on A Yu's face completely faded, and she even had an urge to stand up, cover the mouth of the person opposite, and let her swallow all the words that followed.

But the aunt was still talking.

Speak clearly and express clearly.

And with surprise on his face.

"You are from the Yan family. Since he took you home, didn't he mean to let you go back?"

Feng Ci frowned, "My surname is Feng."

Mrs. Song smiled, "Your father's surname is also Feng, but he was the young master of the Yan family back then, and he is also the elder brother of this Yan Dong."

She recalled, "I always thought it was strange back then, but later I heard from your mother that your father followed your mother's surname, so it's not surprising."

Feng Ci couldn't react in time, and subconsciously asked, "Are you sure?"

Mrs. Song glanced at him in surprise, "You can ask that person about this. Although your father left the Yan family and gave up taking over the family business, it is indeed the Yan family."

"Besides, I heard that all the funeral affairs after your father's death are handled by your uncle."

Uncle.

Feng Ci showed no expression, and didn't say much after that.

What the person on the other side said was also somewhat inaudible, but it roughly meant that if this Chairman Yan died, the two of them would be the legal heirs.

The eldest aunt expressed some concern and asked them to be more careful.

When Feng Ci came back to his senses, the person opposite had already left, and A Yu had been sitting beside him, quietly, without saying a word.

He got up, walked out, and made a phone call.

No one heard.

once.

twice.

three times.

Still no answer.

He stood in the heavy snow, a vast expanse of whiteness that almost drowned his whole body.

The snow fell harder and harder, and a thin layer of snow quickly accumulated on the shoulders.

The air he inhales is as cold as ice.

Even the lobes of the lungs were so cold that they began to tremble.

He put his cell phone back into his pocket, "You already knew?"

His voice is very thin, very light.

A Yu stood not far away, "On the night of New Year's Eve, the housekeeper said it."

Feng Ci didn't speak.

A Yu bit her lip and continued, "He asked me how my dad was doing outside? He asked my mom if she was okay?"

"I thought it was strange, so I asked more questions."

"He said that he saw my dad growing up, and then he left and rarely went back. He said he hadn't seen him for many years."

"In his hand, there is a photo of you when you were a child. It seems to be a photo of you holding a puppet bear when you were three years old."

"When my dad went to see him, he gave it to him, and the housekeeper has kept it until now."

Feng Ci didn't want to hear any more, turned around, "Go back."

He got into the car, "I'll take you back to school."

The snow on my body has not been knocked off, and as soon as the temperature warms up, it begins to melt gradually.

A Yu looked at the person next to him who looked extremely calm, his side face was cold and hard, his lips were slightly pursed, and in a trance, the scene of this person dying slowly appeared in front of her again.

She spoke with a trembling voice, "Brother, shall we go?"

After a while, Feng Ci replied, "Where do you want to go?"

A Yu kept staring at him, afraid that he would disappear in the next second, "Go anywhere, why don't we go abroad, I won't go to school, let's, let's open a small shop, or whatever you want OK."

Feng Ci frowned, as if wondering, "Why do you want to hide?"

"No, it's not hiding," A Yu quickly explained, "It's me, I don't like this place, I want to go out and look around, I don't want to stay in one place all the time."

At this time, the phone in Feng Ci's clothes began to vibrate.

He pulled it out and glanced at it.

Yanxiu.

Feng Ci's hand holding the steering wheel unconsciously tightened, his knuckles turned white.

He was holding the phone in one hand and was about to slide it, but when he picked up the phone, his hand suddenly slipped and the phone fell.

"elder brother?"

A Yu looked at Feng Ci worriedly, his face was a little strange, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and his lips were pale.

Feng Ci didn't know what was going on with him now, his brain suddenly seemed to be hit hard by something, a buzzing sound echoed in the whole mind, followed by some messy pictures, all of a sudden come up.

He can't control his brain.

Feng Ci gritted his teeth and subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

The brakes failed.

The snow was falling too heavily, and the road conditions ahead could not be seen clearly at all, and the tires could not help but start to slip, shifting the track.

An oncoming freight car ran into it at an unabated speed.

A long cry pierced the entire sky.

With a palpitating echo.

At the last moment, Feng Ci only heard A Yu's anxious cry, he loosened his seat belt, and subconsciously rushed over to protect the little girl under him.

Feng Ci doesn't remember anything.

He just heard someone talking in his head.

A very familiar voice.

With hatred.

"Enough! Are you fucking interested in playing with me?! Are you sick? Ah, Yanxiu, are you sick?!"

"You know it from beginning to end, you think I'm funny, don't you?"

"What Yan family, what inheritance, and you, from now on, it has nothing to do with me."

"A word."

"You have no right to call me by my name."

……

When he was sent to the hospital, the breath of life was already very weak, and it was almost impossible to save him.

Feng Ci was covered in blood, even A Yu was covered in his blood.

She was protected very tightly, and there were not many wounds on her body.

It was snowing too hard.

A Yu squatted in front of the operating room, feeling that she was so cold that she could hardly breathe, and her whole body couldn't help shaking.

That red light was always on.

It's been a long time since the surgery.

It's been so long that Ayu doesn't know how much time has passed.

a few days later.

Feng Ci finally woke up from his deep sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a white ceiling in front of him. Everything he saw was white, except for a black head next to him that stood out. His long hair fell down smoothly. A girl with exquisite features Keeping his head, he stood by his side.

He looked at it for a while, then moved subconsciously, his whole body was in pain, and after tossing for a long time, he only moved one finger.

He opened his mouth and could only utter a hoarse monosyllable.

The little girl woke up suddenly.

Seeing him open his eyes, he was both surprised and happy, "Brother, you finally woke up!"

Her eyes were red, and she leaned over, "How do you feel?"

Feng Ci blinked and wanted to ask, can I have some water.

But he couldn't speak, but the little girl understood and turned around to pour water.

a glass of warm water.

Come over and pour him down carefully bit by bit.

The dry throat moistened.

Feng Ci coughed lightly before saying the first sentence.

"who are you?"

A Yu froze immediately, with a hesitant tone, "Brother, don't make such jokes just after waking up, I will get angry."

Feng Ci looked at her for a while, "I'm your brother?"

"What is my name?"

A Yu's hands trembled, she looked at the man's blank and clean eyes, her voice trembled, "Feng Ci?"

Feng Ci blinked and repeated, "Feng Ci?"

He paused, "This name, still, okay."

A Yu pointed at herself, "Then what's my name?"

Feng Ci's eyes were inexplicable, "How would I know?"

Not kidding.

Her brother really doesn't remember.

It's okay to have a bad memory before, but now I still have amnesia.

A Yu looked at him, stayed for a while, wiped his eyes, forget it, as long as he is alive.

She put the water glass back, looked into his eyes, and introduced herself seriously, "My name is Feng Yu, and you call me A Yu."

Feng Ci read A Yu once, "It's quite fluent."

Just then, the door was opened.

A man came in from outside.

It was a man with a stern face and a strong aura, but his face was slightly pale and haggard.

Looking at him with focused eyes, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Are you awake?"

Feng Ci glanced at him and asked A Yu, "This is?"

A Yu's hands tightened, and she was tense for a moment, but she calmed down quickly, and she quickly said, "This is my uncle."

She smiled lightly at Feng Ci, as always, Li Dio was loomingly cute, "Parents are gone, only my uncle is taking care of us."

"Do you think so, Uncle?"

Yan Yuxiu didn't speak, but still looked at Feng Ci to see how Feng Ci reacted.

After Feng Ci's eyes fell on him for a while, he quickly retracted them.

He doesn't look any further.

Smiling to A Yu, with a slightly teasing tone.

"This uncle is really young."

The smile on the corner of the lips is very clean.

And his eyes were completely unfamiliar.