The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

"Mr. Yuan—"

Feng Qi woke up Yuan Qi who was still unconscious on the ground, pretending to be anxious and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yuan Qi rubbed the slightly swollen temple, looked around, asked, and asked sharply, "Where was that kid just now?"

"I sent you away. Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

Feng Qi apologized guiltily.

"Who is that?"

Thinking of the youthful look of that kid just now, Yuan Qi became angry.

"I was just a suitor in high school, but now that I'm engaged to you, I'm out of control."

Feng Qi said lightly.

"Oh."

Seeing what she said, Yuan Qi nodded lightly, then looked at her sharply and said, "You will be my woman from now on, and your every move will be watched by all. Bad behavior for cuckolding me, you know?"

"Ah."

Feng Qi nodded, "You are the only one in my eyes and in my heart, and I am not interested in cheating on other people. No man in this world is as good as you, so why should I be mean?"

Feng Qi's words made Yuan Qi feel extremely comfortable, and the man's self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

He couldn't help stretching out his arms to hug Feng Qi, kissed her hard on the face, then picked her up, turned her around several times, and was still reluctant to let go.

Song Minghui looked at the tightly closed door and didn't force his way in again.

He came to Zent's house.

Zeng Te has gone to the mountains to practice Taoism. The house is empty and unguarded. Weeds are growing at the door, and he feels a desolate atmosphere.

Song Minghui opened the combination lock based on A Fei's memory.

Push door.

There is a faint smell of dust and even cobwebs.

Everything inside is as usual.

It's just that the old man sitting in a wheelchair and looking at him kindly is missing.

However, the wheelchair was still there, and it was placed in the middle of the hall by Zeng Te, as if waiting for the old man's soul to come back and sit down.

Song Minghui sat in the wheelchair, his indifferent heart warmed up a little.

He looked up at the sky above the courtyard.

The sky is very blue, but the sun is a bit white, a bit dazzling, just like the day when his mother pinched his throat and told him to die.

From that day on, his blood became cold, his heart became cold, and he no longer believed in people, nor had feelings for them.

At that time, he felt that humans were not as good as animals.

Therefore, after entering the killer training camp, he can be ruthless than anyone else because of ruthlessness.

Until I met Feng Qi.

Feng Qi warmed up his blood again, allowing him to have emotions, desires, and the need to love and be loved.

However, Feng Qi didn't need him, and even helped him find his father.

He hated Zenter more than anyone else in the world, because his mother always passed on his resentment against his father.

but.

That kind of natural blood also made him have an inexplicable love for Zeng Te.

Love it and hate it.

These two extreme and complicated emotions permeated his heart, making him suppress and want to escape.

Therefore, she strongly demanded to leave with Feng Qi.

Now, he himself is back here.

Living in an empty house.

He didn't know where Zent had gone.

Suddenly I miss him so much.

So, he called Feng Qi.

"Song Minghui or Ah Fei?"

Feng Qi looked at the caller ID and answered the call.

"I don't know, I can't tell, maybe it's Ah Fei."

Song Minghui replied.

"Then let's call you Song Minghui. I heard from my dad that you are coming to Guangzhou to find me? Where are you now?"

Feng Qi asked.

"Now in the capital."

"Eh? Why did you change the route?"

Feng Qi was a little surprised.

"Don't want to disturb you. I suddenly miss my dad, where is he?"

"Your dad? Which one?"

Feng Qi asked suspiciously.

"Zent, ​​your old friend."

"Mr. Zeng, he is now practicing Taoism in my master's Taoist temple. There is basically no mobile phone signal over there. If you want to find him, you have to go to the mountain to find him."

Feng Qi was a little surprised that Ah Fei would take the initiative to find Zeng Te.

"Okay, tell me the address, and I'll look for it."

Song Minghui said.

Feng Qi sent him the address of the Taoist temple, "The college entrance examination is one week away, you should finish the college entrance examination before looking for him."

"Ah."

Song Minghui agreed.

"By the way, why did you go to the capital? You don't just miss Mr. Zeng, do you?"

Feng Qi suspects that Song Minghui diverted to the capital because of Feng Qi.

"There are other reasons. However, it is no longer the reason."

Song Minghui said coldly.

After Feng Qi looked at him contemptuously and closed the door, he already understood that Feng Qi had let go of his feelings for him, and he also decided to let go.

Not in the past.

It doesn't have to be now.

but.

He doesn't know how he should go about in his future life, because now he is not a simple Song Minghui, nor is he A Fei, but a complex person with two extremely different personalities.

This made his emotions very complicated.

Or, he needs to go up the mountain to practice Taoism more than Zeng Te.

Maybe this way, he can sort out his messy mind.

"Minghui, Feng Qi is no longer the former Feng Qi, just like you are not the former Song Minghui or A Fei, we have all experienced various changes, and we cannot return to the past."

Feng Qi was afraid that Song Minghui would be paranoid like A Fei before, and that he would fall into the abyss and couldn't extricate himself in the end.

"Ok, I know."

Song Minghui's personality gradually emerged, "For that Feng Qi, I think it's because of unwillingness. It's like a toy that has belonged to me for more than ten years, and it's suddenly taken away by someone."

"Yes. If you really loved her, you wouldn't have let her go that day."

"She doesn't love me anymore."

"Then from now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road, and each will live his own life. Although it is old-fashioned, I still want to say a word to you, where is there no grass in the world? One day, you will find and you The girl who fell in love. What I have to do now is to organize myself, let myself know how to go in the future, and let myself have a clear life."

Feng Qi began to persuade others habitually as a life mentor again.

"clear."

Song Minghui would not be obsessed with Feng Qi's teachings like Feng Qi and Feng Yin.

"That's good, if it's okay, I'll hang up."

Feng Qi was a little relieved to see that Song Minghui could listen to what she said.

"Ah."

After Song Minghui hung up Feng Qi's phone, he walked into the room where his grandfather lived.

On the wooden floor of the room, there was still a puddle of blood that could not be cleaned up.