Chapter 675

"Does this matter matter?" Yan Zheng turned his face away and looked elsewhere.

Feng Xian's eyes were bloodshot, and she bit her lip and said hard: "I have spent ten years loving you, these ten years, the fall is because of you, the pain and happiness are all because of you, but you tell me that it is not important." Do you think that I am a fool who wasted ten years of my feelings to like an ethereal person? ”

Yan Zheng said: "I know you have paid a lot for me. But feelings are like this, only at the right time, in the right place, and when you meet the right person, will they blossom and bear fruit. Me and you, missing is missing, and if you cling to the past, it will only make you more miserable—"

"Yan Zheng, since I saw you for the first time, I have been waiting for you in the same place with all my heart and lungs. I'm waiting for you silently, all my time is free for you, if you say you're in love, I'll run to you, and if you say it's not suitable, I'll go back to my snail's nest. But you told me we met at the wrong time, in the wrong place. Yan Zheng—"

Feng Xian completely collapsed, crying bitterly and roaring, "You're a fucking bastard. ”

Smack-

Feng Xian slapped Yan Zheng hard.

Yan Zheng smiled weakly: "I'm sorry, I won't miss you in the future." I-will only be good to Tan Xiaoyu. ”

Feng Xian stared at him viciously, and Yan Zheng turned her into a complete loser. This made her very unwilling.

Yan Zheng's nosebleed was like an injection, and he silently raised the back of his hand to wipe the nosebleed. looked at Feng Xian in a daze, "If you think that beating me can make you feel better, you can beat it." ”

Fengxian said: "I won't beat you, I won't punish you." I want you to owe me all your life. I want your heart to hurt when you think about it for the rest of your life. ”

He has always been curious, this eldest lady used to chase him, and she followed him wherever he went. It became a joke for the whole city.

But after he enlisted in the army, she suddenly went abroad. When she returned again, she still had a great affection for him. But he didn't run after him without skin and face like before.

She suddenly stepped forward, the bloodthirsty cold light of the Avengers in her desperate eyes. "Yan Zheng, haven't you always wanted to know, why did I go abroad in a hurry after you joined the army?"

Yan Zheng looked at her in a daze-

So the obsession with him is not as heavy as before.

Now that she mentioned it again, Yan Zheng realized that the reason for her transformation was probably not simple.

He thought it was she who had finally grown up.

has a normal aesthetic sense, knowing that he Yan Zheng is just a man who can't support the wall in the mud.

The unwilling expressions on her face were like dust in a fireworks, slowly falling silent.

"For so many years, I had a terrible nightmare as a beam-jumping clown. Now I woke up from my dream. Feng Xian said very easily, but tears rolled down disobediently.

Just as Yan Zheng was looking forward to her answer, Feng Xian suddenly smiled with relief.

"Forget it. Yan Zheng, I'll let you go. The phoenix took a few steps back.

Yan Zheng's body trembled, and he leaned weakly against the plane tree.

That handsome face is barren.

"I couldn't wake up a man who was sleeping in front of me. It's time for my self-inflicted sentimentality to end. Yan Zheng, we'll never see you again. ”

The phoenix turned around and ran away crying.

In her eyes, the love between Fengxian and Yan Zheng, Fengxian became popular. guarded Yan Zheng all the way until Yan Zheng found his true love.

And she is going to quit gloomily.

"I'm sorry, Impatiens. You'll soon forget about me. He exclaimed.

After the Yan family's lunch, Zheng Ling returned to her bedroom. Lying listlessly on the window, looking at the withered and withered residual flowers, he sighed: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Ay! ”

Zhan Hanjue pushed the wheelchair in, and heard her sigh. teased: "Why are you sighing again?" ”

Zheng Ling ran over and squatted in front of Zhan Hanjue, like a cat, lazily resting his head on his legs. Sour Road:

"Brother. The impatiens are gone. ”

"Hmm."