When Feng Jing woke up again, it was already evening, and it was obvious that he was very sleepy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time he woke up in much better spirits than last time, at least his eyebrows were much less dignified, and his face was much smoother.

The first thing he saw was not Yao Qian, but a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman had long soft hair, but the long hair was a little gray, and it was obvious that the woman was old, looking like she was in her fifties. But if you don't look at her long gray hair, you definitely don't think she is in her fifties.

Her face is small and white, her skin is tight, and her figure is thin, giving people the feeling of a mature woman in her thirties and forties, which is definitely a temptation for old men.

"You're awake." The woman looked at Feng Jing and opened her eyes, and said leisurely, without too much expression.

Feng Jing looked at the quiet woman in front of him, blinked, and scanned the entire room with a confused expression. That's right, it's still that room, so where did Yao Qian go?

"Are you Qian'er?"

Feng Jing was stunned in his sleep, and for a while, he felt that he had slept for more than 20 years, and her Qian'er was old and had changed, so he asked casually.

Oh, yes! How much the woman looked like him, with soft hair, clear eyes, a small nose, and beautiful lips...... Belch...... It seems to have dried up a bit.

"Qian'er?" The woman's eyebrows raised, repeating Feng Jing's words.

"You're not my sister?"

"Sister?"

Feng Jing was also confused, the person in front of him was not Yao Qian, so where did Yao Qian go? He lifted the covers, got out of bed, and pulled back the curtains. Outside the window, night had fallen, but it wasn't completely dark, and I could still discern the buildings around me.

The building is still the same, nothing has changed, unlike more than 20 years have passed. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Feng Jing turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said with an embarrassed face: "Hello aunt." ”

The middle-aged woman let out a long sigh and said, "How old are you?" ”

"Eighteen, auntie." Feng Jing stepped forward and replied while pouring water on the counter table.

"Oh." The woman sighed in surprise and continued, "Still a student, in high school or in college." ”

"Well, high school, but now I'm out of school, hehe......" Feng Jing grinned and handed the water cup to the woman.

"Drop out of school?" The woman looked incomprehensible, but she didn't continue to ask, and then changed the subject, "I just heard you call my daughter Qian'er, what is the relationship between the two of you?" ”

"Hmm......" Feng Jing thought for a while and said, "She's my sister!" ”

The woman looked Feng Jing up and down again, and then took the water he handed over.

In the later dialogue, the two answered each other without a word, and the atmosphere was very awkward. Well...... Yao Qian and her mother not only look imaginary, but even have such a similar temperament, and there is always a trace of indifference to people who are not close.

When it was almost noon, Yao Qian and a tall man walked in.

"Mom." Yao Qian called out to the middle-aged woman and greeted Feng Jing, "When did you wake up?" ”

Yao Qian said and put the lunch box in the handbag on the counter table, looked at Feng Jing and asked, completely leaving her mother aside.

Feng Jing glanced at the woman with a stiff face with some embarrassment, grinned and said, "Not long, just now." ”

The middle-aged man put down the bag containing the fruit in his hand, bowed slightly to the woman, turned around and walked out of the room, and stood by the door.

The middle-aged man's face is square, his facial features are upright, he looks like one meter eight five, and his weight should be twice that of Feng Jing. Judging from his straight waist and the footsteps he walks, it is not difficult to see that he has received special training, and he is not a high-level bodyguard, but an excellent soldier.

Obviously, the middle-aged man is a soldier, Yao Qian's family is in the army, and his identity is special, so of course he has to be an excellent soldier to protect them.

"He's Uncle Quan, with my father." Yao Qian followed Feng Jing's gaze and glanced at the middle-aged man outside the door, took out the lunch box from the counter table, handed it to Feng Jing, and said, "I haven't eaten for a day, I must be hungry!" ”

Yao Qian's action made the woman next to her very unhappy, looked at the lunch box in Feng Jing's hand, and coughed lightly.

Feng Jing was immediately embarrassed, and handed the lunch box to the woman who was about to open his mouth to eat: "Auntie, you go first." ”

"Mom." Yao Qian shouted.

The woman didn't take the lunch box handed by Feng Jing, looked at Feng Jing and her daughter, and said, "You come out with me." ”

The woman's voice was very indifferent, and she didn't forget to glance at Feng Jing when she turned around and walked out the door.

"Ignore her, you eat first." Yao Qian smiled at Feng Jing, and walked out with the woman with some reluctance.

Yao Qian came to the corridor outside the door, looked at the woman in front of her with her back, and shouted, "Mom." ”

"What's your relationship with that boy?"

The woman asked this at the first glance when she saw Feng Jing in the afternoon, and Yao Qian replied that it was a friend, and she didn't care much. But at this time, she asked again, and her face was much more serious than in the afternoon.

"Friends! What's wrong? Yao Qian pretended to be ignorant and said.

"Come on, when did you have a male friend, and he was so much younger than you."

"I didn't have it before, it doesn't mean I don't have it now!" Yao Qian's mouth pursed, but her head lowered.

"I don't know how many hairs you have?"

"How many are there?"

"You ......," the woman was dumbfounded, but after a while she changed the subject, "come home with me tomorrow." ”

"I don't ......"

"Dead girl, you don't really like that boy, do you?"

"Uh......" Yao Qian's face showed surprise, and then said, "You...... How do you know? ”

"Humph!" The woman sneered at her mockery of their feelings.

How did Yao Qian's mother know? Obviously, Yao Qian's smart genes are vividly reflected in her mother.

"I like him, he likes me, isn't it!" Yao Qian tried to justify her mother's ridicule.

"I see that you haven't been in love, you want to be in love and want to go crazy!"

The woman became a little impatient, and reached out and put the back of her hand on Yao Qian's forehead, as a way to tell her that she was sick, and she was not very sick.

"I've never been in love, yes, I've never been in love, but it's not because of you, have you ever let me get close to a guy? No. ”

Yao Qian stroked the woman's hand on her forehead, became excited, and shouted with tears in her eyes.

The people around them stopped moving, and they all cast strange glances at these two beauties.

Feng Jing had been eavesdropping on their conversation, and as soon as he heard Yao Qian sobbing, he put down his lunch box and walked out of it.

Just as Feng Jing walked out of the door, Yao Qian almost retreated to the door. She wiped away her tears, turned around and grabbed Feng Jing's hand, and walked outside the hospital, she wanted to escape from here, even if Feng Jing's body had not fully recovered.

Feng Jing didn't wear shoes, so he was pulled away by Yao Qian, not daring to speak.

"He's just a high school dropout, and you're not going to get a result with him."

The woman watched the two drift apart, but finally she couldn't hold back and shouted out what she was thinking.

The woman's words conveyed two meanings, one is not enough, and there are too many women and men.

Yao Qian tightened Feng Jing's hand, afraid that he would think too much, so she quickened her pace and walked towards the stairs, ignoring whether her mother was sad or not. Maybe if you want to gain something, you really have to lose something! She had already made up her mind.

"Ma'am." The middle-aged man who Yao Qian called Uncle Quan stepped forward, came to the woman's side, looked at the figures of Feng Jing and Yao Qian leaving, and said.

The woman blinked, let out a long sigh, and said, "Come with me!" ”

"Yes." Uncle Quan nodded and ran in the direction where Feng Jing Yao Qian left.

The woman stood where she was, did not take a step for a long time, her eyes blinked involuntarily, and inadvertently, as if she had been spent, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and turned to walk towards the ward.

After a while, she put her mobile phone to her ear, walked out of the ward, and said, "Hmph, your daughter has really grown up and knows how to soak small fresh meat...... I can't take care of it, you can tell her yourself......"

The woman's figure walked farther and farther away, and finally disappeared around the corner of the elevator.

At this time, it is already completely dark, and if there is no other light mixed with the street lamps, a row of views, is it not a beautiful scenery?

But who just wants to see the monotonous streetlights? Maybe everyone likes the whole city to be colorful and full of never-ending noise.

As soon as she walked out of the inpatient building, Yao Qian let go of Feng Jing's palm, looked back at him, and said softly, "My mother...... Don't take it to heart. ”

Feng Jing's habitual smile floated up from his cheeks again, and said, "Don't take it to heart, he's not my mother." ”

"Hee ......"

Feng Jing leaned over and took Yao Qian's hand, looked back at Uncle Quan at the door of the inpatient building, and said, "That person hates death, let's get out of here." ”

"Hmm."

Yao Qian turned her head and glanced at Uncle Quan, and snorted.

Feng Jing Yao Qian smiled and walked to the west of the inpatient building, and came to the side of the inpatient building behind the quiet tree, Feng Jing hugged Yao Qian, let her eyes close, and then frowned slightly, and the two disappeared behind the tree.

"Where is this?"

In an instant, the two appeared under a locust tree, Yao Qian opened her eyes, looked around, and asked.

"On the right side of the hospital."

He couldn't know this place better, the night they kissed Wang Jingqiong, they spent it under this locust tree, and it was here that he made his first promise to a girl.

Then, the promise did not last long, and even forgot its owner.

In the blink of an eye just now, Feng Jing thought of this, so they came here, maybe he wanted to come back and relive the old feelings, the old feelings that were generated by the resonance of "evil".

They sat down next to the tree, Feng Jing surrounded Yao Qian, and injected the true qi that had accumulated in her body into her body, wrapping the evil qi that was gradually rampant.

After the transmission of Fengjing is completed, stabilize the mechanism in Yao Qian's body. Yao Qian turned sideways and said, "A year ago, were you hugging Wang Jingqiong like this here?" ”

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, then he sighed, and said extremely helplessly: "Sister, you are like this, how can we get along!" Shut me up later? ”

"Qian'er." Yao Qian corrected.

"Yes, Qian'er."

"Tell me your story, I promise not to be angry." Yao Qian raised four fingers and said, "Anyway, it's boring now." ”

Feng Jing was a little reluctant, and looked up at the nebula in the sky, which was very beautiful and beautiful, just like that night, so he couldn't help but say.

In fact, Feng Jing's story is also very simple, because his expression ability is really average.

Maybe it's really boring, he started talking about it when he left Dongcheng University at the age of seventeen, and has been talking about it until now, sitting under the locust tree and remembering the past.

Maybe the speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Yao Qian quickly pieced together what happened to Feng Jing and found that there were many clues, but she didn't tell Feng Jing what she had discovered.