Chapter 391: Feng Yu, Do You Want It?
Song Yizhi slowly brought out the food as steadily as he could, and then sat on the stool and began to eat.
Feng Ling, who was suppressed by Song Yizhi's buttocks, hung on the ground, and her icy color dimmed.
Seeing Song Yizhi's ungentle treatment of Feng Ling, Rong Yueyuan was helpless, "Aren't you in pain?" β
Zhizhi, this little girl, why can she treat her Feng Ling like this... What about grumpy?
Can't she cherish such a beautiful Feng Ling a little?
Song Yizhi asked, "What does it hurt?" β
"Feng Ling." Rong Yueyuan said.
It seemed that he felt Rong Yueyuan mention himself, and Feng Ling, who was dull in color, gradually regained its translucency.
Looking at the embarrassing Feng Ling at his feet, Song Yizhi really wanted to step on a few feet.
In the end, Song Yizhi still stopped this idea of hurting Fengling and losing himself a thousand.
"I don't feel it." Song Yizhi took a bite of rice.
Rong Yueyuan sighed helplessly.
He walked over to the table and sat down, then looked at the phoenix feathers.
He wanted to help Song Yizhi tidy up, but he was afraid of offending her, so he had to give up.
After eating, Song Yizhi said while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, "Fifth Elder, can you prepare a wheelchair for me?" β
"Wheelchair?" Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, her expression revealing incomprehension.
Aren't all her meridians better?
After two or three days of resuming exercise, she will definitely have no problem moving, and she can't use a wheelchair at all.
Song Yizhi sold a pass, "I have my own use." β
Rong Yueyuan didn't ask any more, but said, "Later." β
Song Yizhi answered, then turned around and walked outside.
Looking at the few Feng Ling mopping the floor, Rong Yueyuan only felt that she could really spoil it.
The man who couldn't stand it walked up to stop him and picked him up, and under Song Yizhi's inexplicable gaze, he said, "Wait for Feng Ling to disappear before you leave." β
"......" Song Yizhi didn't say anything.
Outside the house, Rong Yueyuan put Song Yizhi on her side in the recliner to prevent her from pressing Feng Ling.
Song Yizhi sat up a little, then leaned on the armrest of the recliner and looked at the man a few steps away, "Rong Yueyuan, I have something to say to you." β
Rong Yueyuan seemed to guess what Song Yizhi was going to say, so he pulled over the stool and sat down.
Song Yizhi thought about it and was ready to be direct.
She took out the piece of Fengyu from the storage bracelet and handed it over, "Fengyu, do you want it?" β
At this moment, Rong Yueyuan only felt that his heartbeat seemed to skip, and a huge surprise spread out in his heart.
But in the next second, his reason returned, and Rong Yueyuan's heart sank slightly.
Zhizhi gave himself Fengyu, just because he liked it or because he was redundant with other feelings?
Rong Yueyuan tried to restrain his hand from wanting to pick up Feng Yu, he looked at Song Yizhi's gaze with seriousness, "Zhi Zhi, what reason did you give me this piece of Feng Yu?" β
Song Yizhi tilted his head.
What other reason can there be than liking?
Rong Yueyuan paused, and said a little bluntly, "If you give me Fengyu because you thank me for taking care of you, then I won't accept it." β
When he hoped that Zhizhi would give him Fengyu, he wanted to hope that he could become her Taoist companion, not because he mixed other factors.
Song Yizhi asked rhetorically, "Why do you think so?" β
This is Feng Yu, she uses Feng Yu as a thank you gift, is she crazy?
"Because I feel your dependence and closeness to me." Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, "I've been taking care of you for the past few days, it's normal for you to be close to me and rely on me, but ......"
Under Song Yizhi's gaze, Rong Yueyuan said, "Zhizhi, don't take your gratitude to me as a good impression or a liking, calm down and listen to what your heart is." β
Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan.
He really ......
I didn't threaten with gratitude, and I didn't want the decision I made now to be mixed with gratitude.
He only wants his own liking, not a mixture of other emotions and impure liking.
Song Yizhi couldn't talk about what it was like in her heart, she only felt that Rong Yueyuan was very naΓ―ve and stubborn sometimes, and she was so stubborn and innocent that she was a little cute.
A pure liking, how rare it is.
"Gratitude is gratitude, liking is liking, why do you think I'm confused?" Song Yizhi carried Fengyu and shook it in front of Rong Yueyuan.
In terms of feelings, he has been numb a lot, and now all his likes and heartbeats are raised by him little by little.
This love was born because of him, and it was pure.
Rong Yueyuan didn't say anything, his eyes were so gentle and calm.
Song Yizhi blinked his eyes and suddenly realized.
In Rong Yueyuan's eyes, she is just a twenty-year-old girl, and no matter how determined a twenty-year-old girl is, she will not be very determined.
Coupled with the ups and downs of myself in just a few days, my mood must have been greatly impressed.
He was afraid that he would take dependence and closeness for affection and liking.
Thinking of this, Song Yizhi looked serious and serious, "Rong Yueyuan, you can't think that I will confuse gratitude and liking just because I am young. β
Since he confirms what he thinks in his heart, Song Yizhi will not be stingy with words to express and respond to this feeling.
Rong Yueyuan didn't know how to refute, so he could only quietly Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi stretched out his hand and took Rong Yueyuan's hand, and then put Fengyu in his hand, "I have a lot of good things on me, if I give you a thank you gift, I can't give you Fengyu." β
So it's not a thank you gift.
Gratitude and like, she can still tell the difference.
"I'm afraid." Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi fixedly, "I'm afraid you can't see your heart clearly, I'm afraid that you will regret it on a whim, and even more afraid that you will regret it in the future." β
"......" Song Yizhi sighed, "I said this at this time will indeed make you think that I am on a whim, or even mistake gratitude for liking, but I said that this matter is not a whim, and I don't mistake gratitude for liking." β
Rong Yueyuan's fingers bent, rubbing the phoenix jade that was forced into his hand.
"I didn't dare and couldn't say that I was afraid of affecting you." Song Yizhi was ready to talk to Rong Yueyuan openly, "I'm more afraid that you will measure it and retreat after you know it." β
When he became a waste and changed beyond recognition, he was always by his side, and he and his mother and father were looking for a way.
It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow, and when people are at their lowest, the reactions of relatives and friends around them are often the most real.
Rong Yueyuan's actions made her want to try again, and she thought, even if she didn't die well in the end, she wouldn't regret it.
After seeing Song Yizhi's life and thunder tribulation with his own eyes, Rong Yueyuan could understand Song Yizhi's thoughts.
Assuming that he were himself, he would be like Song Yizhi.
"I'm not going to measure and I'm not going to back down." Rong Yueyuan said softly, "This is not a lie. β
Weighing the pros and cons, he won't use it on Song Yizhi, she is special to herself.
Also, no matter what happens in the future, he will not give up on Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi said, "I know. β
She knew that this was not a lie, because Rong Yueyuan had already made it for herself to see.
His gentleness and patience, tolerance and understanding, not giving up, not discarding, these are all in Song Yizhi's eyes.
Therefore, after she entered the growth period, she became a semi-beast, and the arrogant Feng Ling forced herself to see her heart clearly.
Song Yizhi sat up straight and spoke seriously, "Rong Yueyuan, it was your attitude that gave me great courage that I would say it." β
(End of chapter)