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I thought that the "he" Chen Feng mentioned was Du Yu, and I was ready to take the blame for him.

Unexpectedly, he was referring to "wild geese".

Chen Feng kept his mouth shut about what happened, and I only learned a thing or two from the "red and green" hedgehog after a long time after it was over.

After I was rescued from Du Yu, it was found out that it was the subordinates of "Dayan" who kidnapped me.

Of course, the ones who started the fight were those who didn't match my character and started fighting immediately.

And according to "reliable information", they carried out the orders of the "wild geese".

At this point, I suddenly understood that if there is no credit for "hairspray", unless God divides it into two.

The guess is that "Dayan" and "Hairspray" had a successful match.

But why does that tomboy hate me so much?

"Red and Green Hedgehog" told me that no one knew I was leaving at the time, and Brother Feng was calm, so naturally everyone would not be in a storm.

They didn't know that someone had offended Brother Feng until after my accident, during the days when I was recovering from my injuries.

Well, although it was me who was directly hurt.

"Dayan" is actually a smart person. He didn't say a word at that time, but he must have seen that the relationship between me and Chen Feng had broken down.

And recovery is unlikely.

Du Yu just happened to come out when he was throwing the mouse, so everything was ready, and Dongfeng also came.

The driving force, of course, is the pills that "hairspray" automatically delivers to the door.

It's just that he miscalculated a bit: I slipped out of Du Yu's hands, and just happened to fall into Chen Feng's arms.

One thing I have to admit I was wrong too.

"I thought you didn't love me much." After a night of fierce fighting, I endured the pain and confessed to Chen Feng.

"There are some things I didn't tell you." Chen Feng said, "It has nothing to do with feelings."

The wound on the face was scabbing, and it was terribly itchy. I reached out to touch my face, and Chen Feng grabbed it.

"You knew why I came, but you didn't say anything. Brother Feng, your acting skills are so good... and I was also hit at the time. It's good that I didn't jump into the sea. How much rationality do you want me to retain?" and calm?"

Memories turn to the despair of that day, and my heart sinks.

Chen Feng remained silent, his gaze swept across my dilapidated face.

"Don't use your methods to deal with Du Yu. He is not a 'Dayan'. Although he is a star, he has a wide network of contacts. With our strength, it is very difficult to kill him without causing trouble."

I turned my face away, and he pulled me back to face him.

When Chen Feng's kiss came up delicately, I said.

Chen Feng stopped moving, and frowned.

"Ask Sir Luo and tell him that I can't act due to personal problems, so you ask him to find Du Yu."

"Why would I do this?"

I smiled and kissed Chen Feng: "I want you to avenge me."

What Du Yu values ​​most is his career. For his success and fame, he can sacrifice a lot, maybe everything except his life.

Why not just let this person stand on the stage he wants, defeat him there, let him be defeated in the most confident field, wouldn't it be more self-respecting and hatred-free than beating him up or killing him? ?

When I heard that Chen Feng went to the dwarf Lao Ye to make a deal - the specific content is not clear, in exchange for killing the "wild goose" with a single shot, and adding a vivid description of the "red and green hedgehog"...

I hugged Chen Feng, looked into his eyes and said, "You defeat Du Yu in this way, replace him, and stand in a higher position than him."

"Why would I do this?"

"Because I want to."

I can actually say this kind of nonsense reason, it seems that the playboy's skill has not regressed.

"You... walk along this road. I will take care of everything here. I have thought about it. It is always bad to put the 'Lechunyuan' here. It used to be only you, but now that I am here, I will Take everyone here, especially the kids."

I can't see through the silence in Chen Feng's eyes. Is it approval or disapproval?

I continued: "I'll do the matter here."

I spoke confidently, but I knew what I was capable of. If Chen Feng disagreed, it would be impossible for me to take over.

But this is my last concession.

I am no longer the young master Xiao who called the wind and rain and had a solid backstage, and I am no longer a partner who can stand beside him on a glamorous stage. The only way I have left is to follow his old path and play the role he once had. character of.

Otherwise, how can I gain a foothold?

Unknowingly, I held Chen Feng's hand so tightly that I even felt the pain.

After quickly letting go, he couldn't help laughing, just about to explain, Chen Feng said: "You protect this place for me."

I nodded hurriedly.

"Okay. I'll wait, and you will wait too. I'll get rid of Du Yu."

Chen Feng smiled lightly, he did what he said.

Later that night, Chen Feng first took me to appear in front of the "red and green hedgehogs" and told everyone that he would not be able to manage the affairs here for a period of time, and all the decision-making power was left to me .

If anyone is dissatisfied, they can choose to leave now, not as brothers, but also as "friends".

To put it lightly, when almost everyone's eyes were on me, Chen Feng didn't even look at me, as if the distance between me and him was not an inch but a thousand miles.

To be honest, I was quite embarrassed.

It is certainly not a comfortable thing to appear in front of friends like Chen Feng who have been through life and death with a face full of holes.

People stayed because of Chen Feng's face, and their eyes didn't show much kindness to me.

Except for the "Red and Green Hedgehogs" and Lao Caitou.

It seems that the road ahead is difficult, I secretly smiled.

The next day, when Chen Feng called Wu Qiang, I was by my side, and I couldn't help laughing when I heard that he made up the impromptu story with perfect eloquence.

This person's talent is only superior to that of the old man, at least in terms of improvisation.

"I'm going to see Sir Luo this morning." Chen Feng said to me after putting down the phone.

"Well, I'm going out in the morning too. By the way, I'm looking for a suitable place for everyone to stay. Well, do you think I should dress up as a woman of a certain sect, cover a veil or something..."

I rubbed my face and said with a smile, before the words finished, the door was knocked open with a "bang", and before the person arrived, the voice went first: "Brother Shuihan!"

Then she jumped and approached, the top of her head only reached the tip of my nose, but she was impressive, "You can't keep doing this!"

"What?" I didn't know, it was Yu Xuan who came, she raised her face, she was glaring at me for three seconds, then she looked away.

He muttered, "Why don't you eliminate it? It should be possible, right?"

Then it dawned on her that she was referring to the scar on her face.

Before she could answer in the future, Lihua rushed in again, out of breath:

"Aren't you off work today? Come with me!"

"I didn't say no..." Yuxuan's gaze flicked back and forth between Lihua and me.

The two opposite sexes between a woman and a girl are now focusing on me, who is suffering from a disaster. The flames of war between them are quickly extinguished, and the mouths of different shapes open at the same time, as if to spew out flames.

Just as Yuxuan opened her mouth, Yao Lihua straightened her body suddenly, and stopped talking.

She yanked Yu Xuan, who seemed to be chattering, and strode out of the room.

Surprised, I turned around and saw Chen Feng frowning tightly, feeling guilty.

He also looked at me and said lightly, "How many people have you worried?"

I was speechless for a while, and in a short period of time, the relationships I established with multiple people exceeded the previous 25 years.

I couldn't help touching my face, no, I don't plan to have plastic surgery yet.

Just live with this ugly look.

When I appeared in front of the fangirl with this face, she gasped.

This is one of the things I'm trying to get done today, luckily she's not hard to find.

After all, they are celebrities.

In a hotel suite under the name of the old uncle's third brother, there are no idlers, and there is no candid recording equipment.

Fan girl so assured.

I have no reason not to believe it.

Under her astonished gaze, I lay comfortably on the velvet sofa, drinking red wine.

The taste is good.

"Du Yu made it." The wine glass bottomed out, and I kindly answered her doubts, "It was your follower's idea. She probably can't bear my reappearance."

Fan Girl's complexion completely changed, she was as pale as if she had just climbed out of a grave.

She is not Chen Feng, just from this expression and slightly trembling body, I know that this matter has nothing to do with her.

"Tuofu, me and Chen Feng... um." Smiling, I refilled myself.

She ignored me, got up suddenly, and kept going back and forth in the room.

"It's over." Finally, the fan girl stopped, and she looked at me with miserable eyes.

68,

The purpose of my looking for a fan girl is very simple, just to make a deal.

She is needed to provide medicine and help find a new address for "Le Chun Yuan".

When possible, it is better to buy or sell rather than rent.

But I didn't expect her to put on a doomsday face towards me. I couldn't help but wonder if the news just announced was that zombies occupied the mountain——

It doesn't make sense, it was me who was disfigured.

And I don't have to ask for "hairspray" to pay for my life.

"I don't intend to retaliate in the same way as others. You can rest assured."

After expressing my request, I sighed and said, "I don't have much leverage, except that I can influence him..."

The fan girl shook her head, her expression finally cleared up a little bit. If there were glass shards all over the place just now, she would at least start cleaning it now.

"Xiao, you don't understand. Go and beg... How is old man, are you willing to spare her life?"

I laughed, it was so funny.

The old man has deported me to the Pacific, how could he care about me?

"No, he probably won't see you now, oh my god, what should we do?" The fangirl suddenly covered her face with her hands and began to cry, the sobs leaked from her palms, sincerely.

While being infected, I was still in a fog, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

After a moment of hesitation, I stood up, squatted in front of her, and silently stretched out my arms to embrace the crying woman.

Is this the right thing to do?Comforting a blood-bound sister?

The fan girl didn't respond, she just cried.

I don't know how long it took before the fan girl broke free from my arms. She raised her red and swollen eyes, and said to me with her swollen face: "Xiao, I'll help you if you want. But we want Hurry up, it's too late, she's going to die."

"What's going on?" I stood up, unable to bear the feeling of being kept in the dark.

"Don't ask, I can't tell you." The fan girl shook her head again.

I looked at her for a while and realized that if she could tell, she must have told me everything.

The consciousness of the Confederate Army is not through words, but through eyes, the contract is concluded, and the two parties sign the contract.

I told the fan girl all about my plan, and finally I said: "The only advantage is your medicine. Take advantage of it being legal now."

The fan girl nodded, and she told me that the medicine was originally for self-use, and she had no physical harm or side effects just by observing it.

It may take some time for mass production.

She looked at me, her eyes filled with scrutiny and the hope of the last fight: "You really don't know about that old man of yours?"

I smiled frankly: "I don't know. He loves my dad, but he doesn't love me."

The words I spoke shook my heart, I laughed at myself and became hypocritical again.

"No," the fan girl murmured, "he loves you..."

Her gaze suddenly sharpened, like a soft ribbon suddenly turning into a sharp spear.

"He loves you, Xiao."

I didn't answer, we discussed some practical matters, and I promised the fan girl that if I had this opportunity, I would plead for "Hairspray"-although she didn't say who.

Before I left, the fan girl walked me to the door in high heels, she raised her face slightly, her imposing manner, and the rainy pear blossom just now disappeared without a trace.

She patted my left and right cheeks with both hands: "Hurry up and find a way to fix it, you are too scary to look like this."

No, I said with a smile.

Walking out of the fan girl's territory, her assertion lingered, turning into a shackle of melody in my heart.

he loves you.

No matter how weak the comprehension ability is, it is not impossible to judge who this personal pronoun refers to.

But for some reason, the word "love" made me shudder and shudder.

Coupled with the complexity in the eyes of the fan girl, they turned into a hook, pulling out the memory I left in a certain corner.

Not long after my father passed away, I hadn't left the home at that time.

He came back drunk and fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.

Sleep under alcohol is always disturbing.

In a daze, I felt someone touching my face.

I opened my eyes and still closed them tightly, and now I don't remember them anymore.

But at that time, I was absolutely sure that it was the old man.

I can even picture the face of the old man at that time in my mind.

Did you see it, or sense it?

Why do I think of the old man's eyes when he stared at me...

Weird feeling.

Yes, that's not looking at me, it's looking through me, looking at the departed father.

The oppression in the chest is like a huge boulder falling down, heavy and painful, and the uncomfortable desire to disappear from this world immediately to escape everything.

Before diving into the darkness, he heard the old man sigh softly.

People who love each other, hand in hand for a lifetime, are also doomed to be separated from Yin and Yang, and to say goodbye to life and death.

When I was heartbroken, I once decided not to find a lover.

But... now what?

I went back to the "Le Chun Yard" in frustration, and was greeted by a limping cat.

It yelled at me, and I picked it up and went to the kitchen to rummage for food.

Unexpectedly, I saw Yu Yu who was leaning against the stove and wiping tears.

Today's luck is really bad, I keep bumping into crying women, alas.

The cat broke free from me, and went straight to the fried fish on the table, successfully grabbed one, and hid in the corner to eat.

I couldn't avoid it, so I could only sigh in my heart, and once again took advantage of my height and size, I hugged Yu Yu.

"Don't cry, it's not your fault. You're just a sister, not a mother."

Brother Yu Yu's matter was never hidden from Chen Feng.Therefore, Yu Yu's family can't stay here any longer. Except for Yu Yu, the whole family moved, it seems to be today.

Everything goes wrong.

In the final analysis, my disfigured appearance was bestowed by brother Yu Yu, but in the end he still went to hell without hesitation.

"Is it really not my fault?" Yu Yu asked sullenly.

I made a pledge.

"Brother Shuihan, I'm not crying because they left, it's..." Yu Yu was rarely without makeup today, his small eyes were swollen, and he looked a little ridiculous, but I didn't smile at all.

She took a deep breath, "I was thinking that I could finally get rid of my family, and the tears came down by themselves."

After saying it, Yu Yu looked at me uneasily, half expecting and half afraid of what I would answer.

I didn't say anything and hugged her even harder.

Yu Yu smiled, wiped away her tears, went out to greet Yuanyuan, and peeled potatoes together.

That's fine, maybe Yuanyuan is also relaxed?

They started to prepare dinner, and I couldn't help, so tired, I went upstairs to my room and fell on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the man was lying down, but the Duke of Zhou did not come.

When he closed his eyes, he saw the old man and the old man.

When I'm at home, I don't often see them getting tired of being together. They are more likely to do their own things.

The old man is reading, and the old man is studying his various investment plans.

They each occupy a corner of the study, leaving me with nowhere to stand.

Dad gives me hugs, and daddy just hangs me upside down.

I know they love each other and always believe they love me...

In an instant, the words of the fan girl pierced my mind, and I was shocked, almost colliding with Chen Feng who appeared at some point.

Just in time to brake, but the heart is beating wildly.

That's right, the fangirl's words hide that meaning.

This possibility didn't exist at all in my mind, so I didn't understand it at the time.

She was implying to me that the old man regarded me as a substitute for the old man.

Conceived is a kind of love...unbelievable to me.

So the old man wants to drive me away?

Can't agree with me and Chen Feng?

And, the possibility of endangering the life of "Hairspray" that the fan girl is worried about.

If the old man loves me, how can he see me suffer without being moved?

Occasionally, watching the old man hold the hand of the old man on the sick bed tightly, tears flowed down his cheeks.

The old man wiped it for the old man with tears in his eyes. I glanced at it and ran away.

Everything seems to be gradually dissipated, and everything seems to collapse.

No...it's impossible, it's not possible at all...

Chen Feng's face, which was almost exactly the same as that of the old man when he was young, made me shudder until he frowned.

I hugged him like a spring loaded.

Turning a deaf ear to the ensuing questions, I suppressed Chen Feng and presumptuously dominated his pleasure.

"Water cold?"

A low murmur attached to my ear somewhat cooled down my untimely enthusiasm, and returned to my sanity a bit.

"It's you I love," I said, serious and serious.

He gazed at me from below: "Otherwise who do you love?"