Concubine Ming eats fasting and recites Buddha every day, and Feng Hongyin has always eaten alone.

It was the first time he had eaten with someone else.

Seeing her diligently pouring wine for herself, Feng Hongyin pointed to the seat: "Am I handsless?" Sit down and eat. ”

Hearing this, she slowly sat down next to him.

Outside the house, the snow was falling, and the fire was burning inside, and it was as warm as spring.

She had already eaten, so she rarely used chopsticks, and Feng Hongyin poured herself a glass of wine, and she didn't have much appetite.

There was a faint noise outside the door, which was lively and lively, and it seemed that the door was even more deserted.

"Lu Yunmei." Feng Hongyin didn't know if he drank too much or what, but when he looked at her, he didn't feel how annoying he was: "Don't you like me?" ”

She was stunned and looked at the person in front of her.

Feng Hongyin stretched out his hand and rubbed her cheek.

He felt like he was really crazy.

But after leaving Cuiyu Building, looking at the person sitting quietly in front of him, Feng Hongyin was in a trance, feeling that she was out of place with that kind of place, and she should be taken home by someone to cherish and love.

"Lord ......"

"Does it still count?" His eyebrows and eyes were a little softer, and there seemed to be a thousand feelings in them.

She unconsciously clutched the placket of her chest, and felt her heart seem to beat faster.

Feng Hongyin's body immediately froze after he said this, and the drunkenness on his head suddenly disappeared.

What did he think?

To say such a thing to such a prostitute is a real loss of identity.

Feng Hongyin abruptly withdrew his hand and turned his head away.

She was just about to answer, but the words were blocked in her throat, but there were pulses and waves in her eyes, and she looked at him with a sigh of relief.

Feng Hongyin couldn't see it, and after eating in silence, he took her out of the door of the restaurant.

The two of them walked one after the other, Feng Hongyin walked slowly, not the way back to Cuiyu Tower.

Although it snowed, the capital was full of flowers, and such a snowy night attracted many people to wander the streets, and children ran around in the crowd, a jubilant scene.

There were a lot of people on the street, and as soon as Feng Hongyin turned her head as she walked, she saw that she had been squeezed by the crowd and was a long distance away from herself.

She was emaciated, like a pebble being washed around in such a crowd, and it seemed that she was about to be swept away from him in the next moment.

Feng Hongyin turned around and grabbed her hand.

The man, who was overwhelmed by the crowd, raised his head and looked at him with some confusion.

Feng Hongyin didn't speak, just led her away from the bustling crowd and came to the lake.

In winter, the capital is particularly cold, the lake has frozen, and a few beautiful lanterns are reflected, which has a unique flavor.

She was in the Cuiyu Building almost every day, rarely came out, and when she saw the scenery in front of her, she forgot about the people around her for a while, and walked over to look at the reflection in the lake in fascination.

Feng Hongyin slowly took two steps back, and then called her softly: "Lu Yunmei." ”

Hearing her name, the woman who was looking at the lake turned her head with a faint smile on her face.

Under the moonlight light, her smile was dyed with a hint of bright color.

Looking at her smile, Feng Hongyin couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips.

He slowly walked over to her, stretched out his hand, and gently took her into his arms.

The figure in his arms stiffened, a little overwhelmed.

Feng Hongyin closed his eyes.

It was the last time, and he indulged himself like that.

There will never be a next time.