you have to talk to me

"None of us can do anything about the past. All I can do is treat you well from now on, so as not to make you feel sad or wronged, right?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her head, twisted her hands in front of her body, and picked at his neatly manicured nails: "Yes."

Yang Fan pulled Feng Jimeng's hand out and held it, saving that innocent nail.

"Xu Youlin and I have been separated for eight years, and it was only this year that we regained contact with grandma. I don't care what he thinks, I'm with you now, and everything depends on your feelings. If you really feel uncomfortable Yes, then I will block him, and I will never contact him again." As he spoke, Yang Fan took out his phone in front of Feng Jimeng, and began to look through contacts.

Feng Jimeng turned to look at Yang Fan: "Don't do that."

"What's the matter? Isn't it because he was unhappy all morning?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her head and bit her lip: "I know it's my problem, but I can't control it."

Yang Fan lifted Feng Jimeng's chin, he frowned, with a sad face.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Yang Fan pulled Feng Jimeng into his arms, touched his face, rubbed his eyebrows, and helped him flatten them.

"I don't know.... If only I was the one who met you in the first place."

"Yes, then I don't have to worry about not being able to give you a perfect first love, so that you will never forget me no matter how many years, and you will never regret having such a relationship with me in your whole life."

Feng Jimeng straightened up when he heard this.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed, he didn't usually say such things.

"Actually, it's not just you who care about my past. I'm also worried about the future. I worry that we will be separated one day."

"No, we'll be together."

"I also hope that we can go on like this forever." Yang Fan looked at Feng Jimeng helplessly, "But you are still young, aren't you? Your life hasn't even started yet."

"It has nothing to do with age."

"Ah."

Feng Jimeng looked at Yang Fan for a while: "You don't believe me?"

"I believe you want to be with me, but there are always many uncontrollable objective factors, maybe external forces, maybe one day you have other things you want to pursue... Don't rush to deny it, because life is like this a lot of times of."

Feng Jimeng hesitated to speak, and frowned again: "Then I will make you believe me one day."

"Then I will never take the initiative to separate from you."

Feng Jimeng's furrowed eyebrows loosened, and there was a smile between his brows and eyes: "So sure?"

"Of course, it took me so long to meet someone I like, so I don't have so much time to waste." Yang Fan took the initiative to cross the bar in the middle of the seat, put his arms around Feng Jimeng's shoulders, and put his chin on him Rubbing on his shoulders, "Speaking of which, you were only ten years old eight years ago. Looking at it this way, I seem like a pervert waiting for the children to grow up."

Feng Jimeng finally laughed softly: "No, I was almost eighteen when we met."

"Is it finally not so uncomfortable?"

"Ah."

"Then give me a kiss." Yang Fan leaned on Feng Jimeng's shoulder, closed his eyes, and raised his chin.

Feng Jimeng felt that Yang Fan was sometimes quite naive. Although he occasionally felt that this man was actually a little naive before, after he really started falling in love, the frequency of this feeling increased greatly.

Feng Jimeng pursed her lips, and took the initiative to print on Yang Fan's lips.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he took the initiative to kiss Yang Fan. The last time when he wanted to take the initiative at his house, the other party didn't appreciate it, saying it was to avoid being unable to stop.

The temperature on Feng Jimeng's face rose rapidly, and when the siren was about to go off, he withdrew.

Yang Fan still raised his chin and closed his eyes.

Feng Jimeng: "..."

"It's ready."

Yang Fan opened his eyes, but he was not satisfied: "Is this all right?"

"Ah."

"You cut corners."

"……I do not have."

"You have it, start over."

"Then how can you not cut corners?"

Yang Fan raised the corner of Shengli's mouth, put it close to Feng Jimeng's ear, and instructed carefully: "Close your lips, pry open your teeth, and stick your tongue in... just like I kissed you before."

……

Feng Jimeng soon couldn't stand it anymore, she raised her head, and was defended by Yang Fan's counter attack.It wasn't until someone walked this way from the elevator that Yang Fan let him go, and the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth to his neck.Until the car drove out of the underground garage, Feng Jimeng sat powerlessly in the co-pilot, his eyes were still a little distracted.

Yang Fan pulled a piece of paper to him: "Wipe your neck."

Feng Jimeng woke up suddenly, took the paper and hurriedly wiped her mouth and neck.

"Do you want to eat something?"

Feng Jimeng muttered softly: "I can do it."

"Then go eat the grilled steak you brought me that time?"

"Ah."

The embarrassment finally passed, Feng Jimeng looked out of the window for a while, and waited for a traffic light to wait for the car, before he said: "Brother, did you and Xu Youlin have the names of Huwen back then?"

Yang Fan tightened his grip on the steering wheel, he immediately remembered this, and immediately realized why Feng Jimeng was really unhappy.

Shi always thinks that as long as they are together, it will be a lifetime. He doesn't know that there will be so many changes in life, and there will be so many separations between people.At that time, he was full of enthusiasm and sincerity, but looking back, he was somewhat suspected of being overwhelmed by love and doing stupid things.

"Yeah." Yang Fan smiled wryly twice, "I was young back then, and I didn't consider the embarrassment of separation in the future, so I wrote on impulse."

When the green light came on, Yang Fan smoked a cigarette, rolled the window open, and the heat wave rushed in.

"After we broke up, I went to wash it. It was easy when I was writing, but it was troublesome to wash this thing. After washing it for a long time, I forgot it when I was busy. I couldn't see it there. If you didn't tell me, I really forgot Gotta clean it up."

"Ah."

Feng Jimeng also believed that Yang Fan really forgot, otherwise he wouldn't have let himself see it so defenselessly.

"Saw it this morning?"

"Well, in the kitchen."

Another traffic light, Yang Fanteng touched Feng Jimeng's head: "I'm sorry, I let you see it like that, no wonder you are so unhappy."

Feng Jimeng smiled: "It's all right."

Yang Fan looked at him pitifully for a while, until the green light came on again, and heaved a deep sigh.

"Feng Jimeng, you are too sensible, don't you know?"

"When you encounter such a thing in the future, you should immediately get angry with me, quarrel with me, and let me apologize to you, instead of holding back hard and making yourself laugh."

Yang Fan said that he himself became sad: "Why are you not angry with me?"

"I don't want to be angry with you, and I don't want to make you angry."

"But you see that you are unhappy, and I can't be happy either. It's better to tell the reason why you are angry, right?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her head: "Yes."

"Afraid of quarreling?"

"I don't like to quarrel."

Because his parents always quarreled when they were together, which left a deep shadow on Feng Jimeng's young heart, which made him always dislike conflicts between people.But he also knew that his parents were different from him and Yang Fan. His parents hated each other, but they liked each other.

"When you're in a relationship, you always have to quarrel. This is also the way to solve the problem. It's more intense." Yang Fan glanced at Feng Jimeng, "But it's normal."

"is it?"

"Now that you've said it, don't you feel better? And I'm not angry, am I?"

"Do you remember what I just said? I won't break up with you, and we won't break up because of a quarrel. Say everything in the future, and don't hold back if you want to lose your temper, understand?"

"Oh, I see."

Yang Fan saw how he hesitated to speak: "Say what you have, and don't hold back after you say it."

"...I just think that even if we quarrel, I can't quarrel with you." Feng Jimeng paused, and probably had endured it long ago, "You have a set of reasons, and no one can justify it."

Yang Fan simply laughed.

"Then I will teach you a trick. You just need to say that I am so much older than you and even quarrel with you. I am so shameless. I will definitely let you go."

Feng Jimeng burst out laughing.

Yang Fan rubbed his head: "Hey... You have to be taught when you quarrel."

"I'm so miserable, I have a little fool."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Gang again.His irritable voice immediately came out from the car stereo: "What else do you want to trouble my mother for?"

"It's nothing, go skating in the afternoon if you have time, if you don't have time, you can give it to your friends, we won't go."

Yu Gang gave a strange laugh: "You're going to open a room at noon?"

"Can you clear up the yellow waste in your brain? Is there any good tattoo artist in Ning City, please recommend one."

"Are you going to get a tattoo?"

"Tattoo removal."

"I really don't know about tattoo removal. I can only recommend tattoos to you. They should also have tattoo removal in their shop. You can ask yourself."

"Okay, send me a WeChat message."

"Brother Yang, what did you tattoo? Did you tattoo a key part, and now you are in a hurry to use it, so you finally remembered to wash it?"

Yang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense to this aggressive person, so he asked Feng Jimeng to hang up the phone.

"Tattoo removal is painful. I'm not unhappy anymore. You don't need to wash it again."

"Don't think about it, suddenly realize that you are still carrying the name of your ex-boyfriend, it is very heavy."

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders, looking uncomfortable all over.On the night when Xu Youlin sent him back, he glanced at his back and suddenly changed his expression and came up to kiss him. At that time, Yang Fan was quite puzzled.Now that we know the reason, we should not continue to send wrong signals to people.

This tortuous journey finally untied a knot in Feng Jimeng's heart.When he arrived at the place to eat, he finally became a lot happier.

After eating, he thought over what Yang Fan said again, and he realized that he didn't want to have a conflict with Yang Fan because he was afraid of being abandoned like his mother after the conflict. He rarely expressed his emotions, especially negative emotions. , because no one cares whether he is happy or not.

But what Yang Fan said to him and the promise he gave him that he would not leave voluntarily made him feel at ease a lot, and he also knew that someone cared about his feelings, and someone wanted to make him happy even if he endured his unhappiness.