Zhang Mufeng looked at Feng Qian staring at his gradually cooling eyebrows, and his voice was lowered, but he still argued strongly: "I asked your opinion at the time, but you didn't speak, so I will take you as a default?" ”

Feng Tianxin snorted coldly and got out of bed, throwing the people under the window and the remnants of flowers out of the door.

The noise in her ears disappeared, and Feng walked to the window and rubbed her eyebrows, she was indeed a little tired.

"Miss Feng." A black head suddenly sprang out from under the window, and the eyes were shining brightly under her eyes.

Feng was startled for no reason, and unconsciously took a step back.

"You are thinking about it, my ability to grow flowers is really first-class, and no one in the entire Jinhua City knows that I Zhang Mufeng ......"

Zhang Mufeng chattered endlessly.

Feng stood stunned for a while, then pressed his forehead, sighed, and then didn't move, waiting for him to finish speaking, and then said, "I won't stay here for long." ”

Zhang Mufeng was stunned, there was a touch of sadness in her bright eyes, Feng was shocked and rubbed her eyes, her eyes have been getting worse and worse recently.

"Miss Feng is planning to leave?"

Feng tilted his head and did not deny it, nor did he acquiesce.

"In this way, I will raise flowers for you, and I don't want your wages, and when you leave here, you will give me the flowers in this courtyard, okay?"

Feng was stunned for a moment, she really didn't think about what to do with this flower after she died?

Feng Qianxin actually thought about it seriously, looked at Zhang Mufeng's longing eyes, and sighed: "Okay." ”

On the second day, Zhang Mufeng moved into Feng Qianxin's house, and she was stunned to see him move all his things in, clean the guest room, and already regard this place as her home.

Feng wanted to ask him, but he was so busy that she couldn't even interject a word.

simply sat on the stone steps at the door, watching his figure busy in front of and behind the house, until nightfall, Zhang Mufeng sat beside her, with a warm smile on his face, and said, "Wait, right?" ”

Feng Qian's anger dissipated a little when he met his laughter, and finally Feng Tianxin sighed softly: "Even if you let you be a gardener, you don't have to bring down your family, after all, lonely men and widows have a bad reputation." ”

When he heard this, he waved his hand and said casually, "I don't care."

Feng Tianxin was stunned, rubbed his eyebrows again, and his face was full of helplessness, this sister and brother are really the same mother, they are all like this...... Tough.

"Isn't fame the most important thing for a woman?"

"Aren't you leaving?" Zhang Mufeng said innocently, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since you are leaving, why care about reputation." ”

Feng was stunned for a while, unable to discern half of the sentence.

"What's more, since I'm looking for a job, it's not good to live in my sister's house, you are my owner, I don't live here, where do I live?"

Feng was speechless again.

In the next few days, Zhang Mufeng went to the garden very early to be busy, when Feng poured the door every day, there would be a bottle of pruned flowers at the door, and every day was different, yesterday was a begonia, today is this frowning lily, the fragrance of flowers into the nose, her mood is also inexplicably happy.

Feng picked up the vase with a chuckle and put it next to the dresser, the white color made people's hearts happy, and the whole face was full of spring light like a blooming flower.

Through the slightly open window, he saw Zhang Mufeng, who was dressed in black plain clothes, bending over to water the flowers, he seemed to feel that there was a line of sight behind him, he hurriedly turned around, and was facing Shangfeng's smiling eyes.

For no reason, Feng was shocked, and Zhang Mufeng smiled at him and said, "Miss Feng is up." ”

Feng lowered his eyes, hurriedly hummed, and closed the window as if evading.

For some reason, she always saw Qingyun's shadow on him, Feng Qian smiled astringently, how could Qingyun appear here, he should be doing well.

Suddenly there was a knock on the window behind him, knock knock, Feng Qian was unconsciously startled, did not open the window, just turned his head and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

I heard the person outside the door smile and said, "I picked some flower petals, let's go out together and I'll make you a morning meal." ”

"Asami? Do you know how to cook? ”

Feng Tian couldn't help but open the window, looked at Zhang Mufeng's smiling eyebrows, and lifted the flower basket in his hand, which was full of colorful petals, his ordinary face was still as warm as jade, and his smile was light and light.

The ghost sent the gods, and she nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The two came to the small kitchen in the courtyard together, Zhang Mufeng asked Feng to sit on the table and wait for him, then he washed his hands, Mr. went to the fire, and then went to the kitchen to wash rice and cut vegetables, and was busy for half an hour.

When Zhang Mufeng brought it to the table, Feng Qian saw that he was covered with greasy, and he couldn't eat it, and it was not good to save his face.

He ran to wash his hands again, scooped a bowl of porridge and handed it to her, Feng Qian thought about it and smiled and reached out to take it.

The taste of this porridge is really not very good, she ate it indiscriminately, the rice was eaten, she seemed to understand something, and said: "Since I am your owner, I will naturally arrange your three meals a day, Zhang Gongzi should not be restrained in the future, just like his own home." ”

Feng poured his heart into saying this sentence and secretly regretted it, at this time, lonely men and widows, saying this always makes people feel ambiguous.

Zhang Mufeng suddenly bent his eyebrows, looked at her with a smile and said, "Okay." ”

Feng hooked his lips with a slight embarrassment, turned around and left.

The two didn't cross paths all day after that, Feng Qian always avoided him, her limit had come, and she shouldn't leave anything in this world.

Until the sun set, Zhang Mufeng bought xiaolongbao and called her to come to the kitchen to eat at the door.

Feng Tingxin hummed lightly, didn't say anything, just sat by the window and watched the remnant sun like fire, the glow was rolling, as if someone was burning half of the sky, she lowered her head and silently sipped the tea in her hand.

Zhang Mufeng walked in and stood behind her, and as she looked at it, a ray of light in the sky was like blood, as if someone had slid a knife in someone's heart.

"The sunset is beautiful."

Zhang Mufeng's voice was faint, and it turned into his heart around her ear behind her, and he continued: "If you watch the sunset with your beloved day by side, it is also a very beautiful thing to think about." ”

Feng Tian's heart and body trembled, maybe it was really this sunset that was too bright, but her memory became clearer and clearer, no matter how she wanted to forget, she couldn't forget it.

She remembered the scene where she sat under the tree with Qingyun and watched the sunset, it was obviously not long ago, but it was already a matter of her previous life.

She worked hard to get his love, and finally it was in the palm of her hand, and before she could grind her ears and temples, fate was gone.

All the infatuation and greed for him were now just a cloud about to dissipate in the evening afterglow, and soon dissipated into the deep night.

After all, fate is too shallow to ask for it.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner." Zhang Mufeng stretched his waist casually, turned his head and urged Feng to pour his heart: "It will be late in a while." ”

Feng tilted his head and watched him walk out first, wearing a black robe, his clothes were ethereal by the evening breeze, his body was as long as jade, and his back was very warm.

Feng Qian sighed lowly, but it felt good, at least someone was so noisy in her ears, it would disturb her mind, and the cold and indifferent cyan of the night would not always flash back in her mind, drift in her heart, and it would not be so dull and dull in pain......

The wind was very cool at night, Feng Qianxin closed the window and went to bed, he was always very tired recently, and he fell asleep soon after closing his eyes.

In the haze, I felt that there was a person beside the bed, and a pair of slender hands touched her face, rubbing it carefully, and the white moonlight reflected on her face, which looked more and more pale and bloodless, and people couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Qingyun, is that you? ......" Feng Qianxin didn't open her eyes and murmured, feeling the warmth brought by those hands, so familiar and greedy, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the nightmare wrenched her very uncomfortable.

"Qingyun, is that you? ......" she called his name again.

"I'm ......," the person next to him sighed lowly, leaning over and holding the woman on the bed in his arms, his heart soft.

Feng poured into a daze and felt a familiar hug, reached out and hugged her waist, tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of her eyes and dripping into her black hair.

Is it a dream, why is the person in my arms so real?

"Qingyun...... You've come to me. She shuddered and opened her eyes to see if the person beside her was the face she had been longing for.

As soon as the words fell, she felt the warmth on her body disappear suddenly, Feng Qianxin instantly felt cold, holding herself tightly with both hands, her heart was empty, and at this time, it was like a dark and heavy mountain pressing down head-on, making her breathless anymore.

She woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed, stroked her chest and gasped for a few breaths, and looked at the bed, which was empty.

It's really just a dream.

Tears poured out of his eyes, and Feng poured out his heart at this time, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

She looked forward to dying in Qingyun's arms, and she didn't want him to live in regret for the rest of his life.

Heaven was ruthless to her after all.

Suddenly, she felt a shadow wandering from the window paper, and she frowned, could it be Qingyun?

She lifted the quilt, put on her shoes, and ran out of the house, outside which was dark and there was another person in the yard.

Her heart tightened, both frightened and extravagant, she slowly raised her legs and walked towards the figure, Xu heard the movement, and the person turned around suddenly.

Feng looked at him with a touch of disappointment, his eyes were infinitely sad and sad, but he said lightly: "It's so late, why are you here?" ”

Zhang Mufeng scratched his head and pointed to the black clouds that kept rolling in the sky, and frowned: "The sky suddenly changed at night, I looked at the sky as if it was going to rain, and my medicine was the most afraid of rain." ”

Feng Tianxin hummed lightly, then turned around and went back to the room, the person behind him gradually stiffened up, and his lips pursed into a line.