Mi Feng pulled his lips and smiled, and then slowly turned his head, revealing only a side face with deep lines, "It's normal for you to suspect or suspect me, I don't mind, in fact, you are willing to ask me about this matter in person, it is already a great comfort to me." ”

Obviously he looks like a cold-blooded demon who kills people without blinking, but when he talks to himself, he always puts his posture so low.

Lu Yao almost wondered if Mi Feng was a little fine, what was he approaching him so self-defeatingly?

And, according to this, he really didn't do the car accident that night?

This matter is always a burden and a shadow in my heart, and after thinking about it, Lu Yao simply told him, "Mr. Mi, in fact, after I separated from you at the hotel last time, I encountered a terrible car accident, I thought it was ......"

"You think I did it?" Mi Feng suddenly cooled his voice.

Lu Yao's expression froze instantly, and she immediately wondered if she had lost her words.

Mi Feng said again, "Lu Yao, I said that I will never harm you, this is my promise, if someone dares to touch a single hair of you, I will make him pay double the price, this is also my promise." ”

"I ...... I'm fine, thank you Mr. Mi. Lu Yao was a little incoherent, took a deep breath, and she continued, "That's right, I suspected that you were the murderer, and that's because you took An An last time, and I ...... it."

"It's okay, it's in the past." Mi Feng interrupted her lightly, "What's more, the person who hurt you has already paid an even more painful price. ”

After saying that, he didn't know where to press, and the wheelchair slid forward quickly.

Lu Yao looked up, and it turned out that unconsciously, the two of them had already walked to the side of the road.

The driver held the handle of the wheelchair and slowly pushed Mi Feng into the car, Lu Yao frowned behind him, and also followed slowly.

On the way back, there was silence in the carriage.

Mi Feng leaned in front of the window, flipping through a thick English book in his hand, his expression was indifferent and reserved, and there was an aura around him that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Lu Yao sat opposite him, quietly looking around from time to time.

At this moment, she felt as if she had been scratched by a cat, because before getting into the car, his last words were too reverie.

What does it mean that those who hurt themselves have already paid a more terrible price? Could it be that Mi Feng knew who was the person who hurt him that night?

But why didn't he tell himself?

When the car was on fire, were the men in black who caught up with them the warriors?

I remember that at the hotel at the time, Mi Feng had reminded himself to stay away from the Zhan family, could it be that he had expected this bad luck for a long time?

Thinking of the scene when Zhan Weiwei was taken away, Lu Yao was palpitating, if those people in black didn't even let go of themselves, then what about Qin Hao and Xiaobao, wouldn't they be more dangerous?

Thinking of this, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mr. Mi, you just said that the person who hurt me has already paid the price, how do you know ......?"

"Because it's my own hand." Mi Feng didn't lift his head, his eyes still fell on the pages of the English book, but his mouth answered with kindness.

"Is that you?" Lu Yao was a little surprised, but paused, as if this answer was not unexpected.

Mi Feng and Hua Tingshen have their own backgrounds and identities that they can't see through, but she is still a little difficult to accept, why Mi Feng is willing to do so much!

"Can you tell me, then, who harmed me?"

"There's no point in telling you who it is, you just need to know that those people can't hurt you anymore."

Mi Feng looked up from the page, his face calm.

Lu Yao looked at his excessively pale cheeks and those brown eyes, and felt more and more that he was no longer as hateful and frightening as before.

After watching him play with the children, and listening to the nun's mouth about his background, a sympathy for him has risen in her heart, and there may be a trace of trust in it.

Although Lu Yao didn't want to admit it in his heart, it was indeed the truth.

As long as the topic of 'being with him' is not brought up, two people can really live in peace like ordinary friends.

The car was speeding down the asphalt road, and Lu Yao held his chin in one hand, looking out the window into the distance.

Behind her, Mi Feng was still reading the thick English book.

The carriage was very quiet, and Mi Feng was also very quiet, Lu Yao occasionally glanced back, and felt in a trance that the person sitting there was really just an ordinary person with an ordinary background.

……

The next day, it was finally Chinese New Year's Eve.

The whole welfare home was lit up inside and out, and early in the morning, the children changed into new clothes and went around to pay New Year's greetings.

The nuns were busy for the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the evening, and Lu Yao shuttled through it, helping from time to time.

The deserted yard on weekdays finally has a bit of a feeling of home, and when night falls, a light snow suddenly falls in the sky, and the whole yard is full of fire trees and silver flowers, and the atmosphere is even more lively to the extreme.

After eating a delicious reunion dinner, Mi Feng led a group of children to set off fireworks in the yard.

Huge fireworks burst into full bloom in the dark night sky, like a huge flower umbrella, and as soon as the umbrella flower moves, colorful fireworks fall from the sky like raindrops, like a meteor with a long tail, reluctantly leaving the sky.

Lu Yao leaned in front of the window on the second floor, looking at the colorful canopy above his head, his heart was soft.

The children's crisp and cheerful laughter came from time to time, mixed with the strange and familiar voices of men, all of which were as warm as a dream.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door behind him.

Turning her head, an elderly nun had already paced in.

"Yaoyao, this is your New Year's red envelope."

Lu Yao was moved and a little embarrassed, "Nun, I'm not a child anymore. ”

"In my opinion, you will always be children." The nun had a kind face, and her thin hands forced the red envelope into Lu Yao's hand, and when she heard the laughter of the children outside the window, she said with emotion, "It's rare for the children in the welfare home to be so happy, Mr. Mi really helped everyone a lot." ”

"Huh?" Lu Yao raised her eyes slightly, feeling that the nun still had something to say.

"The land of this house was originally requisitioned a few years ago, and everyone was almost forced to leave here, but Mr. Mi bought the land with money, so that we can all have a place to live."

After the nun finished speaking, she sighed again, "It's a pity that Mr. Mi is so good, but his legs have suffered. ”

Lu Yao immediately lowered his eyes when he heard this, and his expression was a little regretful.

As soon as she remembered that his leg disease had been harmed like this, she couldn't stop feeling sorry.

I didn't know about him before, so I had a lot of prejudices and misunderstandings about him, but after getting along with him in the welfare home for two days, Lu Yao's impression of him changed greatly.

Maybe he's not that scary, at least not as scary as he thought.

Seeing off the nun, Lu Yao stood by the window for a while before turning around and starting to pack.

The next morning, she got up and went out.

Unexpectedly, Mi Feng actually had to leave early in the morning, and when he saw Lu Yao, he took the initiative to step forward and said, "It's such a coincidence, do you need me to send you?" ”

Lu Yao pulled her lips and smiled, "No need, I'll just take a taxi." ”

"I don't often get a chance to meet you right now, so I hope next time, you won't be so polite to me." Mi Feng also raised his lips slightly.

This is the first time Lu Yao has seen him smile, a smile in the real sense.