Fu An's face flushed, and he looked at his young master for a long time before he said, "I...... I'll go on a blind date tomorrow. ”

Young master, this shouldn't be a fancy for him, right?

Leng Yifeng looked at Fu An blushing, this was the first time.

"Does that mean not now?" Leng Yifeng asked.

Fu An nodded tangledly. Does the young master still plan to develop with him?

He hesitated for a moment and added, "I have an ex-girlfriend." ”

In this way, the young master should know that his sexual orientation is normal, right?

"Now you live alone?" Leng Yifeng leaned back on the sofa and asked with a tired expression.

Fu An nodded.

Could it be that the young master doubted that he liked him......

Leng Yifeng looked at Fu An, who was thinking nonsense, got up, patted Fu An's shoulder and said, "Is the bed big enough at home?" ”

"Huh?" Fu An looked at Leng Yifeng, who was limping towards the door, and hurriedly chased after him.

Young master, is this going to share a bed with him?

"Young master, my bed ......is not big," Fu An said to him.

Leng Yifeng threw the car key to Fu An, sat in the co-pilot, glanced at him, and said, "Then sleep on the sofa." It's really not okay for you to lay on the floor. ”

...... "Well, he did think too much.

Thinking too much!

The young master just hates the disturbances of the Leng family and wants to find a place to avoid them......

Leng Yifeng sat in the co-pilot, kowtowing his eyes, and pretending to sleep.

Fu An glanced at it cautiously, following the young master for so many years, he rarely saw the young master so tired.

I was finally able to close my eyes and refresh myself for a while, but the phone rang again.

Leng Yifeng took out his mobile phone and wanted to hang up, but when he saw the caller ID, he paused.

"Ono, what's wrong?" Leng Yifeng softened his voice.

I didn't know what Lan Shaoye on the other end of the phone said, but I heard Leng Yifeng look back at Fu An and say, "Turn around and go back to the cold house." ”

"But young master, it's so late, and you still hurt your foot, so it's better to rest first......"

"Secretary Fu." Leng Yifeng looked at Fu An with cold eyes: "IT director Li Jingming has been dismissed, do you want to change the working environment?" ”

"......" Fu An still drove the car back to the cold house, and the salary of the IT director was not as high as that of Mr. Leng's secretary.

At the door of the cold house, Lan Shaoye sat on the ladder at the door, wearing a thin little coat. The big black eyes, shrouded in the night, look particularly ethereal.

Seeing Leng Yifeng's car return to the cold house again, a rare trace of excitement appeared on his face.

happily ran towards Leng Yifeng's car.

Leng Yifeng frowned and looked at Fu An: "Take off your clothes." ”

Fu An's eyes lit up: "Young Master, this ...... Not good......"

Leng Yifeng turned around and saw Fu An's bright little eyes. So he gave him a look of contempt, then took off his coat, got out of the car, and wrapped Lan Shaoye.

"Why don't you wait in the house?"

It's late autumn, and the air is bitterly cold at night. I don't know how long the child waited at the door, holding his hands, they were all cold.

Lan Shaoye shook his head and said, "I want to go to see my mother earlier." Uncle promised me yesterday, I thought you wouldn't forget. ”

"I'm sorry ......"

"Uncle, what's wrong with your feet?" Lan Shaoye noticed the injury on Leng Yifeng's foot, and his small brows furrowed.

Leng Yifeng shook his head, led Lan Shaoye into the car, looked at Fu An and said, "Go to Leng Xiyuan." ”

Leng Xiyuan. Begonia flowers are in full bloom, it is the season when begonia flowers bloom, and the west garden is full of begonias. Her flowering period is very long, like a red born from devouring blood, enveloping the entire West Garden. It's like putting on a gorgeous dress for Xiyuan. But there is a kind of beauty of chaotic branches.

This begonia is Leng Chan's biological mother, Hannah. 's favorite flower, Leng Zheng once planted the whole yard for Hannah.

Leng Zheng doesn't love Hannah, and for that matter, she's pathetic. But Leng Zheng did everything to make her happy for her, Leng Zheng deceived her feelings, but deceived her for a lifetime, so at least until she died, Hannah mistakenly thought that Leng Zheng was sincere to herself, and she was probably happy about this!

This bunch of begonias is so gorgeous that it is a little dazzling.

Leng Yifeng asked Fu An to hug Lan Shaoye and come to the door together.

But he stretched out his hand to stop Lan Shaoye from entering the door.

He looked at Dr. Neil at the door, "How's the young lady doing?" ”

"It's a lot more stable, but the conversation with her needs to be gradual, starting with what interests her," Neil said. Occasionally, injuries still occur. ”

Leng Yifeng nodded and looked at Neil: "Open the door." ”

Neil gently opened the locked door. Leng Yifeng closed the door and locked Lan Shaoye and Fu An out.

It was already late autumn, but Leng Chan was only wearing a somewhat transparent white shirt. In the wide shirt, he looked so thin that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow it down.

Leng Yifeng took the shawl on the side and draped it on Leng Chan's shoulder.

She sat by the window, which had burned an iron fence, and the wind blew through the fence and blew her messy hair.

She holds a paintbrush in her hand, and there is an easel next to her, and in the canvas on the easel, the clusters of begonias are so beautiful that people's hearts palpitate.

It seemed like a long time before she looked back at Leng Yifeng: "Brother, are you here?" ”

Leng Yifeng frowned and looked at the painting: "The painted begonias? ”

The corners of her lips curled into a shallow smile and said, "Well, the begonias are all open...... Look, beauty? ”

Leng Yifeng nodded.

Leng Chan said with a smile: "I'm afraid that I will fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burn high candles to shine red makeup." Brother, you say, the begonias are blooming so beautifully, why is no one appreciating them? How can you bear to let her dwell alone in this darkness? ”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly turned around, grabbed Leng Yifeng's sleeves with both hands, her ethereal eyes were full of sadness, and she begged him with pity: "Brother, can you let me out?" I don't want to be begonias, I don't want ...... I beg you, you let me out, let me go out to see Li Chuan, let me see if he is okay? I just need to look at him in person, will you promise me? Is it good ......?"

Leng Yifeng took in a breath of cold air and stroked her cold hand. There was silence for a long time before he looked back in the direction of the door and said, "Ono has come to see you." ”

"I don't want it!!" Leng Chan suddenly went crazy and knocked down the easel behind her, she got up and looked at Leng Yifeng uncontrollably and said, "I don't want Ono, I don't want I don't want anything, I just want Li Chuan!" Brother, Ono is Li Chuan's child, his child! Why didn't he admit it? Why?! ”

Leng Yifeng frowned, stretched out his hand, and wanted to step forward to help Leng Chan.

She turned around and picked up the paintbrush and paint behind her, and threw them all on Leng Yifeng's face, and there were ...... everywhere on her body

"Lie to me, you're all lying to me!! Li Chuan won't want Ono, he won't want my ......"

Leng Chan sat down on the ground as soon as she fell, her emotions were completely uncontrollable, Leng Yifeng looked at the woman sitting on the ground so quietly, and only called Neil in a deep voice for a long time.

Neil brought two medical staff and forcibly gave Leng Chan a tranquilizer. The last sentence she yelled at the top of her throat was: "It's all Ye Chenmeng, she snatched Li Chuan, I want to kill her, I must kill her!" ”

Leng Chan's voice gradually softened, until finally, she fell asleep completely......

The movement inside the house was too big, and it was impossible for Lan Shaoye outside the door to ignore it.

Leng Yifeng pushed open the door again.

Lan Shaoye stood beside Fu An, so quiet, if it weren't for those big black eyes staring at Leng Yifeng intently, probably he wouldn't have noticed his existence.

Leng Chan roared so loudly, she said so heartbreakingly, she didn't want Xiao Ye......

Even though he was just a child, such a naked voice was like a sharp blade, how could it not hurt Lan Shaoye's heart......

Leng Yifeng squatted down, looked at Lan Shaoye with a torch in his eyes and said, "Xiaoye, my mother didn't want you, my mother was just sick, so I ......"

"Can I go in and see her?" Lan Shaoye interrupted Leng Yifeng's explanation and comfort, and the whole person looked at him so fixedly and asked.

Leng Chan took a tranquilizer and fell asleep.

The whole house was messy as if a world war had just taken place. Leng Chan slept at the head of the bed so quietly, with less restless face and oil paint.

Lan Shaoye looked at Leng Chan expressionlessly, and after watching it for a long time, he suddenly turned his head to look at Leng Yifeng, and asked cautiously: "Uncle, my mother will be fine, right?" ”

Leng Yifeng was silent.

After a long time, he touched Lan Shaoye's head and said, "Yes, it will be fine." ”

With these words, he didn't know whether he was comforting Lan Shaoye or convincing himself.

In the end, when Leng Yifeng sent Lan Shaoye back to the cold house again, it was already early in the morning. In the end, he let Fu An live in the cold house together.

I took out my phone to see tomorrow's itinerary, but found that my phone was turned off without knowing when.

Cautious as he is, such a situation rarely occurs.

I charged my phone up, and suddenly two call reminders and a text message popped up.

His private cell phone, few people will call.

The caller was Ye Chenmeng, all around nine o'clock in the evening. It is estimated that I didn't get through after calling twice, so I finally sent a text message.

She asked about his injuries, and he knew it was because of guilt.

I picked up my phone and tried to call her back, but I found that it was already late at night. She was probably asleep.

So I opened the text message and wanted to edit two sentences and send it to her. But when I hold the phone in my hand, I don't know how to do it......

After staring at the phone for a long time, he still simply sent three words: "I'm fine." ”

After sending the text message, Leng Yifeng threw his phone aside and rubbed his temples that were a little throbbing, as if someone had taken his bones away, and he was weak.

In the mirror opposite, I looked at my face, which was also covered with oil paint, a little embarrassed, and with an inexplicable sense of joy.

He frowned, got up, and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up, but he didn't expect that the phone would suddenly ring at this time.

He turned around a little stunned and looked at the caller ID, which actually showed the big words 'dust'......