Spring arrives without realizing it

"Wind!" The woman behind him chased up, the sweet female voice was full of anxiety, and the owner of the voice was watching his back anxiously at the moment.

Ji Feng froze, stopped in his tracks, and slowly turned his head to the side, waiting for Wu Liuyue's next words.

"Feng!" Wu Liuyue was a little anxious, afraid that Ji Feng would leave here and never turn back, "I have nothing to do with him."

Even though Ji Feng didn't have any love for her, his deep-seated arrogance made him angry. Her actions were too despicable. She turned around and begged to get back with her ex, while spending time with other men. , can be described as extremely romantic. "You go back, we have no fate." Leaving this sentence lightly, Ji Feng drove away in a small car, leaving Wu Liuyue with a face full of anger and unwillingness.

Monsoon did not go home, he drove the car to a bar.The bar was full of hustle and bustle, colorful spotlights were shining on the big stage, people on the stage were twisting and turning, and there was also a DJ who was fascinated.The more carnival the more lonely, Ji Yinfeng found a dark corner to sit down, drinking high-strength cocktails one after another, his heart was oppressed by inexplicable depression.This is by no means getting drunk for a woman, he is just troubled by the disputes in the world, and wants to find a place to relieve his depression.He didn't know how many cups he had mixed, and he vaguely remembered Fang Yan's silent face, which made him even more dizzy, but he didn't know what happened next.

Ji Feng woke up because of a constant headache, barely propped up his heavy eyelids, and when he saw a glare of morning light, he stretched out his hand to block the sun, and when he slowly adjusted to the light in the room, Fang Yan was holding a bowl of soup came in.

"Ayan? Why are you here?" Ji Feng asked in surprise.Then he looked around and found that this room was very strange.The ceiling is pure sky blue, and the furniture is meticulously arranged, which shows the cleanliness of the owner of the house.Realizing that this might be the home of dialects, Ji Feng was a little apprehensive.

"You called me last night." Ji Feng's face was full of astonishment at the moment, he lost his usual calmness and alienation, which made him feel better, and he said with a light smile.In fact, Ji Feng’s call last night really frightened him, and he rushed to the bar in a hurry. His heart was so manic because he was worried about his safety, and he wanted to blame him, but when he saw him in the bar, he was drunk , His face was flushed, but he couldn't get angry, it was probably destined, Fang Yan smiled wryly in his heart.

On the contrary, Ji Feng here was even more astonished. When did he call him?Patting his dizzy and painful temples, Ji Feng tried hard to recall everything that happened after he was drunk, but his mind was in a trance and went blank.

Looking at his dazed and cute appearance, Fang Yan has mixed feelings in his heart. He also likes his subconscious trust in himself, and is also annoyed that he can't drink enough and willful to get drunk on his own.He had no choice but to smile wryly to himself and feed him this bowl of hangover tea.

Being fed spoonful by spoonful by the man, Ji Feng couldn't help being very embarrassed, turned his face away, coughed lightly and said, "I'll do it myself." The smile on Fang Yan's face froze for a moment, then disappeared in a flash. Smiling politely: "Okay, you can do it yourself." There is bitterness in the eyes - they are so divided, the scene of feeding him medicine when they were children is still like yesterday, mocking their own infatuation .

But Ji Feng didn't think so much, after all, time has passed, he is no longer the delicate little boy he was back then.The sun was shining on the white wall, reflecting the purity and harmony of the room, and Ji Feng also raised the corners of his lips slightly, sipping the hangover tea brewed by dialect himself, and his heart was warmly moved.

Just watching him drink tea quietly like this, dialect's eyes are filled with unfathomable affection, this scene is really exciting.Dialect was a little absent-minded, and he didn't come back to his senses until Ji Feng finished drinking the tea in his hand. He tore off a tissue, leaned over and gently wiped the corners of Ji Feng's mouth, with a faint smile on his lips.Although it is clear and shallow, it has a seductive meaning.

Ji Feng was stunned, this scene... It seemed that they were an old couple who had lived a life of daily necessities, all the passion faded away, and sublimated into the ordinary warmth of gestures.Annoyed at his own random thoughts, and driving these strange thoughts out of his brain, Ji Feng pretended to be brisk and said thank you.

But Fang Yan was surprised by this thank you.Thinking of the past, his Xiaofeng never thanked himself.Dialect secretly laughed at the past ten years, which made them who were originally close to each other end up dying.

Seeing the slightly changed face of the dialect, Ji Feng secretly reviewed himself, but he still didn't know what he said wrong.That's right, Ji Feng still doesn't know the dialect's thoughts, how can he know the dialect's troubles.And this annoyance can only be swallowed in dialect.Maybe one day, someone in the dialect's heart will wake up.It is possible to slightly reduce the annoyance of dialects.It's just that I don't know whether the day of waiting in dialects will end.