"Girl." Feng Tingcheng was looking at the young man with his cheeks raised, and the young man suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Tingcheng, hooking the corners of his mouth and smiling gently like a touch of sunshine, which can heal people's hearts, but in such a warm child, he and the disease are against each other.

"You can see me." Feng Chengcheng looked at the young man in disbelief and said in shock.

"Why not, the girl is a living person, of course Qi Ai can see it." Qi Ai smiled, looking at Feng Tingcheng like a big brother next door, without feeling the slightest fear or disgust because Feng Tingcheng appeared in his house.

Feng Qingcheng saw that Qi Ai could see her, and hurriedly got up and wanted to reach out to touch Qi Ai's pulse, but the hand passed through Qi Ai's body.

The two glanced at each other, there was a lot of shock in their eyes, Feng Qingcheng sneered, yes, she is just a person outside the story, how can she interfere.

"Son, who are you talking to?" The woman slowly pushed open the door and entered, glanced at the empty room, and said slowly to Qi Ai, who was sitting next to her desk.

"Mother's misheard." Qi Ai hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, looking at the woman's appearance, he couldn't see Feng Qicheng, and he didn't dare to say it, for fear of scaring the woman, maybe he was going to die, so he could see some strange things.

"Son, my mother has a way to save you, you are waiting for your mother at home tonight." The woman smiled, this smile is very good-looking, the woman's charm is still there, she is indeed a rare beauty, especially a smile and a peerless beauty.

"Mother." The young man looked at the woman in disbelief, his illness was not incurable, but that it would cost too much money.

"Son, as long as I can save you, my mother is willing to do anything." There was a clear trace of sorrow in the woman's eyes.

"Nope." Qi Ai shook his head fiercely, he didn't want to, he couldn't let his mother sacrifice for him anymore.

"Don't worry." The woman smiled, turned and closed the door.

Feng Qingcheng followed out, clearly saw the despair and helplessness on the woman's face and deep tears, and soon there was a small sedan chair slowly to pick up the woman.

Qi Ai sat in the room, with a touch of despair in his eyes, he slowly turned his head to Feng Chengcheng and said, "Girl, what should I do next." ”

Feng Chengcheng was just a passerby, but there was no way for a while, she knew that the small sedan chair at the door was ill-intentioned.

"Ahem, ahem." Qi Ai was excited, and a heart-rending cough sounded, and for a while, his blood surged, and he stretched out his hand to cover the corners of his mouth and said, "The body is not as good as day by day." ”

"Don't get excited." Feng Chengcheng is an outsider, and he can't pat Qi Ai on the back at this time, his eyes are full of worry.

It was slowly getting dark, and it was late at night, but the woman still did not come back, Qi Ai could not sit still any longer, he depended on his mother, and he was going to find his mother.

At this moment, the door was suddenly slowly pushed open, and a man in a brocade robe slowly walked in, staring at Qi Ai with a pale face and said, "You are Qi Ai?" ”

"I don't know if you are?" Qi Ai clutched his chest in unbearable pain, slowly stood up and said.

"That's it, you can come with us." The man did not answer Qi Ai's words and said, "Your mother is in my master's house, let you go." ”

Qi Ai had a bad premonition in his heart, he took a handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly stepped forward, put on a blue little Jiao, and Feng Qicheng also followed.

Along the way, Qi Ai coughed heartbreakingly, the night was cold, and Qi Ai coughed even more severely when the wind blew, and he couldn't wait to cough out his lungs.

In the darkness, the sixteen-year-old boy looked very frightened, afraid of what would happen in the future, and looked at the darkness for a moment.

Feng Chengcheng didn't know why Qi Ai looked so scared, he blinked his eyes and said, "I hope it's okay." ”

Soon Xiaojiao came to a large house, and the little maid carried Qi Ai in through the back door and stopped at a small courtyard.

"Little boy, it's here." The man gently opened the sedan door, his head bowed but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, no matter how he looked at it, it was full of ridicule.

Qi Ai held on to the sedan door and walked out slowly, this is a small courtyard, like the place where the young lady of a big family lives, the room in front of him is brightly lit, shining two figures.

"Where's my mother?" Qi Ai covered his chest, coughed a little, and said with difficulty, the wind was too cold this night, and as soon as he finished blowing the wind, he was very uncomfortable and coughed heartbreakingly.

"Don't worry, the little boy, the lady will come in a while, and wait for the little boy to watch a good show." The man waved his hand, and someone brought a chair to Qi Ai, and the man pressed Qi Ai's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.

The wind in the night was really about to kill Qi Ai, he grabbed his chest with it, hoping that the uncomfortable ingredients could reduce the number of phoenixes who stood by and stared at everything in front of him, an outsider, if she was really in it, she would definitely cure Qi Ai's illness and would not let them be bullied.

Suddenly, in the darkness of the night, the lights of the hut in front of him flickered, and a discordant sound sounded inside, and two figures were intertwined.

Qi Ai's face turned pale, and the handkerchief covering his mouth suddenly fell, blown far away by the night wind, and the white silk scarf carried his blood.

He looked at the man in disbelief, with a look of loss in his eyes, and he didn't know what to do, the man smiled and pressed Qi Ai's shoulder and said, "My master has carefully prepared a good show, and the little boy must not let it down." ”

Qi Ai clutched his chest and coughed a few times with difficulty, he naturally knew who this family was, his father's old friend, when their family was in the middle of the road, he didn't beat his mother's idea.

Qi Ai was suppressed by the man, and a trace of unwilling tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, if he wasn't so sick, why did his mother suffer for him, he was unwilling, he hated it.

Feng Tingcheng panicked for a while, why is this happening, the disgusting nature of human nature, all exposed for a while, there is nothing more disgusting than this, let Qi Ai listen to his mother and other men's moans, it is a great insult and grief for him, it is simply too deceitful.

Qi Ai hates it so much, hates herself for being sick, hates her powerlessness, hates her incompetence, what's the point of not even being able to protect her biological mother from being alive.

I don't know how long it was, but for Qi Ai, it was like a year, and finally the door slowly opened. A middle-aged man slowly walked out with Qi Ai's mother in his arms, and Qi Ai's mother's face was clearly flushed with love.

She leaned against the man's arms, and the moment Qi Ai looked up and met his mother's eyes, they both froze in place.

Qi Ai's mother couldn't speak for a while, and she really didn't know what to say to Qi Ai's clear eyes and tearful face.

"Qi Ai's nephew is here, sit inside." The middle-aged man looked at Qi Ai with a few hints of bad intentions, and his eyes were ambiguous, and he slowly stepped forward to grab Qi Ai's hand.

Qi Ai broke free of his hand vigorously, and said without being arrogant or humble: "I'm bothered, Qi Ai came to pick up my mother and go home." ”

"Your mother has married me as an aunt, and you will also be a child of my house in the future, so this is your home." The man touched his eight-character mustache and was quite proud, Qi Ai's mother was originally a young lady, knowledgeable, able to sing and dance and be born than a fairy, when he was young, he was worried about marrying her, but she married her friend, and the martial artist finally died on the battlefield.

He wanted to take Qi Ai's mother to the house many times, but he refused, but now that he sent it himself, he was naturally proud.

This news came to Qi Ai's ears, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, the full moon in the sky was obscured by fog and clouds, and even the stars were gone, Qi Ai stood in the cold wind in despair, he only needed a word of explanation from his mother, but there was no half of it.

He took two steps back and saluted the two respectfully, "Qi Ai is bothered." ”

After speaking, she was ready to turn around and leave, no matter how it was her mother's choice, his mother had suffered for most of her life, so it was good that she would not sleep in the open.

"Qi Ai." At this time, the man called Qi Ai's name again, he had married Qi Ai's mother, and he had to kneel down and listen to him for any arrogance.