I'll kiss you again

Zhou Zhe said: "I seem to like this road more."

Feng Jingjing asked her: "Why?"

Zhou Zhe said, "Because of you."

Feng Jingjing lowered his head and smiled slightly, the blush on his cheeks that hadn't faded seemed particularly affectionate at this moment.

Zhou Zhe suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that I don't know how to write poetry. Otherwise, I would write a whole book of poems for you with the most beautiful words in the world!"

Feng Jingjing was amused by her serious and naive expression, "I heard that love makes people become poets, and you are my poet."

You are my love.

Feng Jingjing didn't say this straightforward confession.She is the kind of person who can face her heart calmly, but can also be very tactful.

However, the comprehension of twists and turns was inexplicably improved at this moment, and he looked at Feng Jingjing triumphantly and said, "So, I am your love!"

Feng Jingjing smiled again, with a warm and tender look on his brows and eyes, and did not speak.

Zhou Zhe once again understood her expression, and was sure that he had not misunderstood: the other party's silence was tacit consent.

The Feng family is a little lively today.

A lot of Feng Nannan's friends came to the house, and they all gathered in the yard, blah, chatting about something, excitement in their voices.

Zhou Zhe was originally reading books with Feng Jingjing, and the atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.

Gradually, Feng Jingjing seemed to have encountered a problem, fell into deep thought, and gave up the idea of ​​talking to her after many twists and turns, and was afraid that he would not be able to help chatting if he stayed here, so he came to the other side of the study.

She casually browsed all kinds of books displayed in the bookcase, and looked out from the window of Feng Jingjing's room.

By the big swimming pool in the backyard, Feng Nannan was discussing something with a group of people around the table.

It was far away, so I didn't hear what she was talking clearly, I only knew that a bunch of friends in the yard were laughing wildly.

What a lively scene.

Feng Nannan likes to be lively and the feeling of being surrounded by friends.

This is not at all the same as her twin sister.

Feng Jingjing caught a glimpse of Zhou Zhe lying on the window looking down, and after a long time, he didn't see any movement from him, as if he was fascinated by the scene in the yard.

This had to make Feng Jingjing a little concerned about the other party's thoughts at this time.

"If you want to play with them, go down, don't stay with me here, I will go downstairs soon."

She hugged Zhou Zhe's waist from behind, rested her chin lightly on his shoulder, and spoke in a very gentle tone.

Zhou Zhe turned his head to look at her, showing puzzled eyes: "Are you driving me away?"

Feng Jingjing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You used to play with Nannan all the time, if you weren't with me, you should be in the yard now, laughing happily with them." She knew the difference between herself and Feng Nannan, and she could be with Feng Nannan after all the twists and turns. Having been best friends for so many years, even if they don't have much in common, they like to be lively and chase freedom, which are the common characteristics of the two.

Although it was wrong to think this way, subconsciously, she still felt that Zhou Zhe gave up some freedom to be with herself.

In the past, she wanted to seize the twists and turns and make the other party her possession that she could no longer shake off, but now she feels guilty with guilt.

Zhou Zhe still stared at her face, and gradually became a little unhappy, his brows were tightly furrowed: "But I'm also very happy now."

Feng Jingjing suddenly fell into a moment of hesitation: "I..."

"You're just misunderstanding me." Since Zhou Zhe was with Feng Jingjing, his comprehension has risen sharply, although this comprehension is only for Feng Jingjing.

She continued under Feng Jingjing's slightly astonished gaze: "Do you think that I can only be with you if I give up something?"

"I just think that if you stay here and read with me, you may... feel a little bored."

"You can't think of me like that," Zhou Zhe turned around, took her hands away from his waist, and hugged her back, like a wronged cat, gently rubbing her hair, " I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me, let me tell you this, if I am not with you now, but stay with them in the yard, even if I am laughing non-stop, my heart is still empty, every second Miss you once, and will definitely sneak up on your window to see if you will appear."

Feng Jingjing stroked her hair and coaxed: "Okay, I was wrong, I misunderstood Xiaozhe, thinking that Xiaozhe disliked me and was too boring."

Zhou Zhe was coaxed by her, pushed his nose to his face a little bit, rubbed against her arms, and muttered: "Then how do you make it up to me?"

Feng Jingjing's words were full of smiles: "Let go of me first."

"I won't let go, the girlfriend who finally got it, whoever lets it go is a fool." Zhou Zhe began to play a rogue, "Not only will I not let you go, but I will kiss you."

She is not all exaggerating, being able to be with the goddess, until now she still occasionally feels in a trance that she is dreaming, and when she wakes up from sleep, she has to send a message to confirm that her girlfriend is there. She didn't fly away, and only when Feng Jingjing returned her an equally greasy message would she feel at ease.

That feeling of happiness is like getting rich overnight.

Such a beautiful and bright person like the bright moon in the sky has become her girlfriend!

Zhou Zhe was hugging Feng Jingjing like a sloth, and Feng Nannan's voice came from far downstairs: "What are you two doing, come down!"

From Feng Nannan's angle, he could just see the two of them chattering at the window.

Zhou Zhe turned his head and looked back, feeling a little guilty about being scrutinized by everyone, and gestured OK to them.

Relying on the distance from those onlookers eating melons, Feng Jingjing confidently whispered in Zhou Zhe's ear: "Why don't you kiss me anymore?"

Provocation, naked provocation.

Zhou Zhe was silent for a moment, and suddenly a sly smile opened from the corner of his mouth, he grabbed Feng Jingjing's wrist and pulled it into his arms, moved a few steps into the room, and closed the curtain behind him.

The people downstairs only saw that the curtains were pulled halfway back suddenly, and vaguely saw the two figures inside shake a few times, and then disappeared into the deeper part of the room.

Because they didn't know the relationship between Feng Jingjing and Zhou Zhe, everyone thought it was just a fight between good friends. After all, Feng Nannan's favorite thing to do was to talk nasty and disgusting people, and love words seemed to be sold by the catty.Zhou Zhe and Feng Nannan are naturally "raccoons of the same feather" in the eyes of others.

After seeing a lot, no one would think that Zhou Zhe's current behavior is actually a crazy show of affection with the goddess of Yizhong.

However, in the room, Zhou Zhe was pulling Feng Jingjing behind the curtain, and had a good kiss.

The two of them went downstairs after a long time.

When Feng Nannan saw the faces of the two pretending not to be familiar with each other, he noticed something tricky.

Feng Nannan cleared his throat and asked Zhou Zhe: "Where do you think is more suitable for our band to perform?"

Zhou Zhe had heard Feng Nannan talk about this plan a long time ago, saying that they would drag their small band out of the school's art performance and bring it to the big stage that really belonged to them!Even if it is a big discount, they still have to have a concert exclusively for them.

Regarding Feng Nannan's ambitions, Feng Jingjing might have been indifferent and indifferent before, but now because of the twists and turns, the relationship between the two sisters is much closer and casual, more like family members than before.

Zhou Zhe wanted to interfere with Feng Nannan's plan for the performance, so Feng Jingjing naturally had to follow suit.

Just sitting there, Feng Nannan's cronies and friends were so dumbfounded that they didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

It was like being intimidated by the mysterious aura exclusive to the god of learning.

Zhou Zhe rubbed his head, feeling strange, "Why don't you talk, didn't you all discuss alternative answers before I came?"

"Yes," Feng Nannan also felt strange: "But why they all suddenly became like this, I don't know."

Everyone was as well-behaved as elementary school students, and one by one reported several alternative positions discussed earlier.

After listening to Zhou Zhe, he immediately looked at Feng Jingjing, became more obedient and obedient than them, and asked, "Jingjing, what do you think?"

Feng Jingjing's eyes reflected the twists and turns, and he smiled, "But I don't understand it very well."

He was actually imitating Zhou Zhe's usual tone of voice.

Onlookers: "...!"

Only then did Feng Nannan realize that it all came from the joining of his sister.You must know that although Feng Jingjing is a goddess with a good temper and good temperament according to the rumors, it is only compared to another goddess Zhou Xian. In the eyes of those who are not familiar with it, isn't this just a round of hope and elusiveness in the sky? The bright moon is like a fairy.

Zhou Zhe didn't expect that he would be teased by Feng Jingjing in front of so many people. He promised a gentle and lovely girlfriend, how could he go so far!

"Cough cough."

Feng Nannan cleared his throat, implying that the two should not be too exaggerated.

To be honest, she regretted letting these two go downstairs together. It was obviously a serious discussion atmosphere (bushi), but now it has all turned into pink bubbles!

Today's discussion still ended without a problem in the frolicking of a group of people.

In the evening of the next day, Zhou Zhe sneakily blocked Feng Nannan who was also sneaky at the school gate.

Feng Nannan and Huang Yixin were coming out of a printing shop, each holding a stack of heavy things in their arms, and their schoolbags were also full. The two of them chattered together like an underground molecular joint.

Zhou Zhe looked around, but he didn't see Feng Jingjing, so he felt relieved, approached quickly, and reached out to pat Feng Nannan's shoulder from behind: "Hey sister."

Feng Nannan was startled, hugged the things in his arms tightly, and turned to look behind him.

After seeing clearly that it was a setback, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's you, what's the matter?"

Zhou Zhe looked into her arms and saw a bunch of flyers that had just been printed out.

Feng Nannan waved at her: "Tell me what's wrong with you first, and I'll tell you about it later."

Zhou Zhe was not polite to her, and said straight to the point: "Jianghu emergency, the time has come when we need you, sister!"

Feng Nannan: "What's the matter, you asked for marriage? You haven't reached the legal age yet, right? The country won't issue you a certificate when you reach the age."

Zhou Zhe: "...Thank you for your kind words."

Huang Yixin: "What are you talking about? Is it a certificate? A graduation certificate?"

Feng Nannan piled the stack of leaflets in his arms into Huang Yixin's hands, "Don't worry about this, Rhubarb, and quickly count the number of these leaflets to see if there are any mistakes."

As he spoke, he dragged Zhou Zhe to the side and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Zhe looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Do you know that Jingjing's birthday is coming soon?"

"I know what's wrong?"

Feng Nannan looked very frank, and he didn't deliberately lower his voice.

Zhou Zhe hurriedly grabbed her: "Hush down, I haven't finished yet!"

Feng Nannan laughed out loud, and then lowered his voice cooperatively, "You don't really want to propose on her birthday, do you? It's useless for you to ask, and the college entrance examination doesn't give extra points for having proposed."

Twists and turns: "..."

Seeing her nervous look, Feng Nannan stopped joking, "Okay, what do you want to do, I will cooperate with you."

Zhou Zhe's expression fluctuated, and finally he said solemnly: "I want to sing her a song on her birthday, a song I wrote myself."

Feng Nannan laughed again, and said incomprehensibly, "Then you sing." After a pause for a few seconds, his face showed embarrassment, "You don't want me to dance for you, do you? This is too difficult, let me think about it." Think, I take back the words I promised to cooperate with you just now."

Zhou Zhe: "Don't worry, even if you want to dance with me, I will kick you away."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Borrow a space and use it."

After the twists and turns, Feng Nannan immediately understood what she meant.

As the end of the Gregorian calendar approaches, Feng Jingjing's birthday is also approaching.

Feng Nannan was self-reliant, and made a poster with a rather magical style, as well as leaflets. Then, relying on his identity as a creditor, he asked Huang Yixin, together with acquaintances from various schools, to secretly promote their year-end performances.

In order not to make too much noise and cause unnecessary troubles and obstacles, all activities were carried out in a very secretive way. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a group of people are doing illegal transactions in private.

On Feng Jingjing's birthday, the end of the year is approaching.

Early in the morning, after Zhou Zhe sent a four-character "Happy Birthday" text message, it disappeared.

Ask Feng Nannan, Feng Nannan also said he didn't know.

Except that they couldn't get in touch after a setback, their birthdays didn't look any different from previous years - Feng Xiaotang's birthday gift was delivered to him by someone, and his mother in G City only sent more gifts than Feng Xiaotang. There was a phone call.

Aunt Zhao is preparing a birthday banquet at home, knowing that there will not be many people coming to eat, but it is still rich.

When it was served on the table, there was an additional sentence: "Maybe Mr. Feng will rush home at night, it would be good to prepare more food."

Feng Jingjing didn't really want to talk, so he sat at the dining table and watched Feng Nannan playing on his mobile phone.

In fact, she didn't believe that Feng Xiaotang remembered that she and Feng Nannan had their birthdays today. As for their birthday presents, it was just one of the items on Feng Xiaotang's assistant's to-do list.

Feng Nannan looked at his mobile phone frequently, and sent out messages from time to time. He raised his head a few times during the period, and saw a little sunset glow shining through the window behind Feng Jingjing, which was very brilliant.

Feng Jingjing's eyes moved slowly, from the dining table to her face, and asked the second sentence of the day: "Has Xiaozhe not contacted you?"

When asked about Zhou Zhe's whereabouts for the second time, Feng Nannan subconsciously turned his phone over and covered it on the table, "Ah? No, hasn't she contacted you?"

After Feng Nannan finished speaking, he quickly lowered his head and began to eat, and anxiously changed the subject: "Hurry up, the food is cold. Boss Feng is very busy, and he probably won't be back."

Feng Jingjing only felt that she was a little abnormal, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Feng Nannan's mood was like fog, rain, and wind, and it wasn't necessarily because of the twists and turns that the mood was abnormal.

"By the way," Feng Nannan ate a few mouthfuls, then began to think about the business, and asked tentatively, "Do you have any plans for the evening, it's your birthday, let's go out for a stroll?"

Feng Jingjing originally wanted to refuse.

After thinking about it, it seems that it has been a long time since I have been active with this sister who accompanied me since I was a child. In addition, I have been unable to contact her after a lot of troubles, and she is not in the mood to do other things.

At seven o'clock in the evening, under Aunt Zhao's repeated entrustment, the two were sent out by the driver.

As soon as Feng Nannan said that he was going to the bar, the driver Uncle Li and his wife instantly turned into the same face, and muttered worriedly: "Children don't go to that kind of place, and there are all kinds of messy people in it. I don't know what's wrong with Ann. thought!"

Feng Nannan smiled and said, "Uncle, you are exaggerating. We are not going to a nightclub."

Uncle Li thought for a while and said, "Then don't drink too much! There are bad guys in there!"

Feng Nannan didn't want to tell him that he had spent a lot of money and named Feng Xiaotang, and he was more or less friends with the bar owner, so there was not a single extra customer in the bar tonight except for them.

Feng Jingjing didn't say anything along the way, and occasionally glanced at his phone.

Half an hour later, the two got off at the entrance of a bar with an elegant and comfortable environment.

Uncle Li was worried along the way, but it turned out that this was just an ordinary bar, and it was not as smoky as he imagined, so he finally admitted that he was too worried.

Feng Jingjing entered behind Feng Nannan.

After passing through a corridor, it was dark and quiet inside.

"Nannan, why is there no one here?"

After she finished asking, she didn't get a response from Feng Nannan.

Listen carefully, and even the sound of footsteps has disappeared.

It was as if the whole world had turned into nothingness.

Out of trust in Feng Nannan, Feng Jingjing didn't feel too much fear.

She just finds it weird.

"Nannan? Are you playing any games?"

As she asked, she took out her mobile phone to prepare for lighting, but she didn't expect that as soon as she took out the mobile phone, she stretched out a hand out of thin air and snatched her mobile phone away.

Based on her understanding of Feng Nannan, she sniffed out Feng Nannan's breath, and became more and more dumbfounded: "So you plan to play a prank to wish the two of us a happy birthday, Nannan?"

Feng Nannan's voice came out through the radio, with a deliberately terrified tone, slowly and gloomyly, "Yes—ah—do you dare to—go on?"

Feng Jingjing originally felt a little uneasy, but now hearing Feng Nannan's voice, he just wanted to laugh.

She raised her feet and continued along the wall, followed by a faint light, and came to the middle of the empty dance floor, and stopped.

Just as he was about to ask, a spotlight lit up above his head.

The light was soft, pouring down from above her head, enveloping her.

It was still dark all around.

She stood still, frowning slightly.

Immediately afterwards, another familiar voice came from the radio, clear and clean, with a sly smile: "Feng Jingjing, you have entered my hunting range now, are you ready to accept my love's sniping?"

"Wow, you are so disgusting..."

A short piece of Feng Nannan's rant was mixed into the radio.

When Feng Jingjing came to his senses, he found that the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Another light came on.

On the opposite stage, Zhou Zhe, dressed casually, hugged a guitar, bathed in the light, youthful, energetic, and beautiful like a glowing elf.

Surrounded by endless darkness, she and Feng Jingjing, who was under another beam of light, looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

The next moment, her fingers plucked the strings, and a light melody came out.

After a short melody, it was quiet again.

Feng Jingjing stared at the twists and turns in the light through the darkness, and couldn't bear to move his eyes away even for a second.

Zhou Zhe winked at her, and sang "Happy Birthday to You" without any accompaniment.

Looking at her appearance, Feng Jingjing couldn't help chuckling.

After Zhou Zhe finished singing, he cleared his throat, held up the microphone, and said solemnly: "Okay, the appetizer is over, and here is the birthday dinner for classmate Feng Jingjing, but I haven't decided on a name yet, so I plan to sing first and then talk about it." ,that……"

"Stop that, sing quickly, sister." Feng Nannan couldn't hold back and whispered on the radio.

Zhou Zhe: "Ahem, Feng Nannan, none of you are at the scene, can you stop being so disturbing?"

"Okay, who told you to engage in full stereo surround sound and infrared monitoring."

Zhou Zhe cleared his throat again, "Okay, let's do it again, I was interrupted just now. The following is a birthday present for my girlfriend, a song I wrote myself."

Feng Jingjing tilted his head to express his understanding.

The melody sounded again, melodious, brisk, but affectionate.

Accompanied by Zhou Zhe's clean and clear voice, Feng Jingjing showed a sincere smile.

Zhou Zhe sang: "One day we will face each other across the sea, with high mountains and long rivers."

Zhou Zhe sang again: "Build a boat, a boat that floats and floats, a boat that shakes and shakes."

……

"The direction of my heart is far away. I hope that there will be no wind and a twilight that night."

The last note fades away and the lights come on.

There were flowers everywhere, on the tables, on the bar, steps around the dance floor, and on the walls.

In this way, Feng Jingjing went from endless darkness to splendor and beauty, and the twists and turns of singing echoed in his ears for a long time.

"Like it?"

Zhou Zhe quickly came to her, looking at her with bright eyes, showing expectation.

Feng Jingjing touched her face, "I like it."

Zhou Zhe smiled proudly and shyly: "How much do you like it?"

Feng Jingjing stared at her clear and bright eyes, and said seriously: "I like you so much that I wish I could lock you up."

Zhou Zhe laughed out loud: "Then how much do you like the songs I wrote?"

"I like you as much as I like you." Feng Jingjing said, "Is it written for me?"

Zhou Zhe looked away, as if he was a little embarrassed to answer this question.

At the beginning, she just wanted to change the lyrics of the song that Feng Nannan and others had strongly complained about, to make it more emotional, more thoughtful, and as she changed it, her mind was full of Feng Jingjing's face.

I searched and tried to use the most beautiful words to describe the feeling of loving someone, but later found that this feeling can be very specific.

Later, even the melody was modified, and it really became a greasy love song.

Feng Jingjing was still looking at her, as if expecting her answer.

Zhou Zhe was silent for a moment, then turned around and took out a box from the roses on the steps behind him.

Because of the bright light, Feng Jingjing could clearly see every subtle expression change on Zhou Zhe's face.

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