Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes lightly and said in a low voice: "Mom, what do you want to say?"

Li Man paused, her son's reaction was really unexpected for her. As Feng Chengyu's mother, she has always understood her son's mind very well. Although Feng Chengyu looks indifferent and indifferent on the outside, once he treats a person with his heart, he will give all his enthusiasm and use his best efforts to give that person a sense of security.

She doesn't know who her son's character is, she and his father, who died young, are in a business marriage, and they have been respectful of each other since they got married. Later, after Feng Chengyu's father died, Li Man raised him alone, and she was very strict with him, but fortunately, he was also angry and never disappointed Li Man. It's just that in recent years, Li Man has become more and more powerless, and she seems to be more and more incomprehensible about this son.

"Mom is afraid that you will lose your mind because of a woman, and an aspiring man should not be true to a woman. I am very optimistic about the relationship between you and Qinqin, but you and Ding Dong are absolutely not. Not only because of her background, but also because you value her too much. Li Man said this, and his words were full of seriousness.

Feng Chengyu frowned, and seemed to have a little headache about his mother's thoughts: "Mom, what are you talking about?" I don't have any thoughts about Ding Dong at all, I will keep her by my side just because she needs to rely on my financial resources, I understand her character, since she has a request for me, then she will be extra serious." Other than that, there is nothing else. ”

Li Man looked at him carefully, as if to make sure that he was telling the truth. After a long time, she nodded with satisfaction: "It's relieved that you can miss your mother like this." ”

Feng Chengyu didn't bother to talk to her about this kind of thing anymore, so he got up and went upstairs.

Li Man was still behind him and said, "How did you think about the engagement with Qinqin? A woman's youth is only two years, you can't always push it back, where can Qinqin wait?"

Feng Chengyu's eyebrows were deeply twisted, and he replied impatiently, "Let's talk about it", and went upstairs without looking back.

He slammed the bedroom door shut, walked out to the balcony, and stared quietly out into the night.

After a long time, he turned around and bent down to take out a photograph from the bottom of the bedside table.

It was a big head sticker, seventeen-year-old Ding Dong and twenty-four-year-old Feng Chengyu were tightly pressed together, their two faces squeezed into a small photo. In the photo, he was expressionless, and his eyes were full of resistance, but she smiled brightly, and her eyes were shiny and shiny, as if they were full of stars. The expressions of the two were completely different, but they looked surprisingly harmonious.

The photos are full of cheap special effects like carrots and flowers, and he even has two circles of pink special effects blush on his cheeks, which looks out of place with his cold temperament.

The photo is a few years old, and the edges are slightly rolled up and frayed, which shows that it is often taken out to see.

It was when they knew each other for about two months, and Ding Dong took him to shoot in the mall. He was naturally reluctant to shoot this kind of pediatric thing, but under Ding Dong's strong request, he still compromised.

The machine for shooting stickers is cramped, and two people need to stick together to make sure they are both in the shot.

The weather had begun to warm up in early spring, and they were so close that he could almost smell her snort, and the clean smell of laundry detergent on her white neckline.

It suddenly occurred to him that this seemed like a good thing.

He looked at the camera with a wooden face, and was reminded by her several times to laugh when taking pictures, but he was still unmoved. This is what the final photo prints out. They each took one, and he kept it until now.

Thinking that such memories were also calculated, Feng Chengyu felt that there was a nameless karmic fire burning in his heart, which burned his reason completely.

She had long forgotten everything between them, and when she said goodbye, she even pretended not to know him. At the beginning, she also came to his side with a lot of questions, as if she didn't know him, and took him to taste the warmth and coldness of the world, and feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

She wasn't afraid of who he was, or she acted like she didn't know anything about it, and just shared her life with him as if he were just a regular friend. But her life is another world he has never seen. It was she who made him feel completely different.

But how ironic, it's all fake.

She's just in it for the money...... He was stupid enough to think that she had been moved by him.

Feng Chengyu looked at the photo quietly, as if he was covered with frost. His fingers trembled slightly, their tips turning white from the exertion.

He took out a lighter and lit the picture.

In the photo, his face slowly distorted under the flames, and the bright yellow tongue of fire gently licked his fingers, and he didn't notice it. It wasn't until most of the photos were reduced to ashes that he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

There was only a little bit of the photo left in his hand, Ding Dong's face was burned in half, and his part had completely disappeared.

Watching her face slowly disappear in his own hands, an inexplicable panic suddenly welled up in his chest.

So he threw away the photo and raised his foot to put out the flames.

In the photo, Ding Dong has only half of his face left, and his footprints are still stained on it.

Feng Chengyu stood in place for a while, then bent down again, picked up the photo with only a small corner left, put it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, and then put it back in the bedside table.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes fiercely and slammed his fist against the wall.

When he opened his eyes again, there was nothing left in his eyes.

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Ding Dong took a shower and was about to go to bed when he received a call from Wen Chengguo.

"Mr. Wen?" she locked the bedroom door, and then went to the balcony of the bedroom to answer the phone: "Haven't you slept yet?"

In fact, she didn't have much rejection of Wen Chengguo, although Wen Chengguo is not young, but his figure is okay, plus his ability is really outstanding, whether it is professional knowledge or other cultural literacy, it is extremely high, he also writes good calligraphy, and is the honorary president of the city's calligraphy association.

In fact, Wen Chengguo is indeed worthy of women's admiration.

"What, am I bothering you?" Wen Chengguo chuckled twice, and couldn't help but slow down his tone: "I just saw the blessing text message you sent me, and I'll call you back when I'm free." ”

"Don't bother, are you so busy for the New Year?" Ding Dong tightened his bathrobe, trying to keep his voice calm.

"Today, I met a lot of leaders in the city, and they were all official business, and they were not available. Wen Chengguo paused and asked her, "How are you doing today?"

Ding Dong remembered what Li Man said to him today, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, but still smiled: "It's good, I stayed in City A this year and didn't go home." On Chinese New Year's Eve, I also saw your youngest son Wen Zi painting. ”