Just liking is not enough

In this dark world, exposing emotions exposes one's weakness and fragility, and it is easy to be caught and used by others.

When he first arrived at this place, he was not used to it a lot.

At that time, Feng once described himself as a white cloud that would not be contaminated by any filth.

"Baiyun?" When Goethe heard Feng's words like this for the first time, he raised his eyes from the book in surprise and looked at him.

The man who is facing the light has tiny rays of sunlight falling from the tip of his hair.

"Isn't it just Baiyun?" Feng smiled, and raised his hand to throw a dart that hit the bullseye on the opposite side without any mistakes. not."

How did you feel at that time?

Maybe the other party didn't mean anything else when he said this, but Goethe's heart was indeed gripped by something.

If he is really Yun... then please let Feng be that wind.

Wherever he goes...he goes there by himself.

It's just that this idea was completely ended in the confession not long after.

The man's indifferent eyes and sharp refusal tone made him breathless.

In fact, there is no need for the relationship between two big men to be entangled and divided. If a man is a big man, it should be broken, and if it cannot be broken, then try again.

I think so...

It is so difficult to take that step.

Not only was the distance between the two of them widened since then, but also Feng's intentional evasion, or his own helplessness as he watched his cowardice. What time has diluted is the distance between the two hearts, but not his love.

Who said time heals all?

The wound left on the heart will never be healed, it just becomes a scar, if you don't touch it, it won't bleed, and then it will be buried somewhere in the memory, but as long as you touch it carelessly, the overwhelming pain The pain will definitely not be less than the first time.

Unfortunately, until now, he has not been able to properly bury the scar.

……

The next day, it looked like it was going to rain.

Goethe finished his business and asked the driver to take him to Feng's mansion.

When the man received the call, he waited at the door early in the morning, helped to open the door, and helped to take out the wheelchair from the back of the car. Before Goethe could refuse, he bent down to pick up the man and put him in the wheelchair.

The person in his arms struggled slightly, then fell silent.

Feng's face was expressionless, and he just felt that the weight in his hand was so light and heavy, compared to the weight of the whole world, it was nothing more than that.

I want to laugh ironically, when will I become like a poet.

Pushing the wheelchair into the hall, on the snow-white sofa in the living room, two tall beauties have already been made.

The twin sisters Shirley and Saipuya, one is wearing a blood-red long skirt, the other is wearing a dark black long skirt. The emotions expressed on their identical faces are completely different.

Shirley's winking eyes were like silk, and when she looked at Feng, it was as if she was looking at a full-length pure gold statue.

And Cypuya remained expressionless from beginning to end, and after glancing at Feng and Goethe, he withdrew his gaze.

"Goethe." Penny stood up from the sofa opposite, and greeted him with a smile, "Let me introduce you, these are the twins of the Black Snake family, Shirley and Cypua."

Goethe smiled gently, "Nice to meet you."

Shirley only focused on Goethe at this time, slightly surprised, this man looks very good-looking, but unfortunately...he is crippled...

"We are also very pleased to meet you, Mr. Goethe." Shirley greeted politely, and then said with a smile, "I am afraid that no one in the ten families does not know Mr. Goethe's name."

"You're too proud." Goethe was neither humble nor overbearing. After Feng pushed him to the side of the sofa, he turned around and sat on the sofa next to him, lighting a cigarette silently.

Last night, after Goethe left, he grabbed Petunia to ask what happened.

"What the hell do you want to do? Why is it involved in me again? What marriage?!"

But Petunia didn't care, "You've reached the age of marriage, so what's the matter? If you can't forget it, I'll help you forget it."

Feng's face was full of anger, "Petunia! It's not up to you to take care of my affairs! I'm the head of Liege's family!"

Penny frowned slightly, and poked Feng's heart with her finger, "I'm not challenging your right to be the head of the family, I'm talking to you as a sister now, put your face away from me! "

As he spoke, he brushed his hair in dissatisfaction, "You don't look like a younger brother at all!"

Feng almost lost his breath.

Although he still wanted to refuse, Petunia stopped giving him a chance to speak, and said directly, "If you want to see if Goethe still has a chance for you, this is also the last chance. If he doesn't respond throughout the process, you should let go." gone."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

——If he doesn't respond the whole time, you should let go...

- You should let go too...

Petunia's words echoed in her mind like some kind of spell. Feng licked his dry lips, and took another deep drag on his cigarette.

The two sisters on the opposite side of the sofa looked at the man trapped in some kind of darkness inexplicably.

Even Goethe looked back at him in surprise.

Penny interrupted several people's observation just right.

"Shirley and Saipuya already know about this, I just want to ask Feng for your opinion, and Goethe's."

Said, smiled and looked at Goethe.

Goethe moved his throat, his eyes flickered slightly, "I... I'm afraid I don't have the right to speak."

"You're welcome!" Petunia waved her hand, "You and Feng used to have a good relationship. The two of you and Kai are considered brothers. Since you are brothers, it's okay to help you choose your future sister-in-law."

As she said that, Penny asked Feng, "What do you think?"

Feng responded by exhaling a cloud of smoke from his nose.

Goethe looked at Feng's side face, it seemed that recently he was thinner than he remembered?

But there's nothing to be busy with lately...

Could it be that he was tortured by the marriage?

For the first time, Goethe's calm head was a little stuck. He picked up the coffee and put it to his mouth, but he didn't drink it, and put it down again after a while.

It seems preoccupied... or absent-minded.

"You two ladies... don't you have any ideas of your own?" Goethe tried to force himself to speak.

Shirley blinked, "I don't care."

Cypuya said flatly, "I refuse."

"Then there is only one candidate left." Petunia cheered up. "Miss Shirley has always been very popular among men, so she is very suitable to be the eldest wife of the Leger family."

So his wife doesn't want to be well-matched, elegant, and well-educated, but to be popular with men?

Feng snorted coldly in his heart, but his face was noncommittal, and he glanced sideways at Goethe.

Goethe happened to be sitting in the shade where the sun couldn't reach, and today's clouds were thick, so the light became very gloomy.

The man's face was more mature than he remembered, and his contours became tougher, but he couldn't stop the softness like water waves.

Without any dirty clouds, it will only move with the wind, high above, it looks so close, but in fact it is far away.

This sentence sounded in Feng's heart again. Why did he suddenly think of such an adjective?

No matter how I think about it, it doesn't match my personality, as if I've been caught by something.

But at that time, I really said it naturally, without any awkward feeling.

It seems to be in Kay's study. Kay is not there, and Goethe is sitting on the sofa beside him reading a book. Maybe they are waiting for Kay to come back, or... just chatting.

He seemed to be playing with darts, and after throwing a few darts boredly, he raised his eyes and saw Goethe's side face was slightly covered by the golden hair, and the sunlight pierced through the slanting thorns, which was beautiful like a landscape painting.

Outside the four-pane glass window, there happened to be a clear blue sky with high clouds and vast expanse, so he just said a word without thinking.

What was Goethe's expression at that time?What did you answer yourself?

It's been too long to remember...

In the afternoon, the conversation between the few people became more and more embarrassing. Feng never said a word, and Goethe talked one after another, and then fell silent. Occasionally, Petunia called out a few times, and then he answered a few words as if returning to his senses. , the rest of the time seems to be in a daze.

Shirley and Cypuya sat down for dinner and left without staying for dinner.

Goethe also wanted to leave, but was held back by Petunia.

"It's raining so much outside, don't go today."

Goethe was taken aback for a moment, as if the sound was coming from all directions at this time, the pouring rain hit the window, and the strong wind tore the tall trees outside the door as if they were going to fly.

The sound of clattering stimulated the nerves, and Goethe woke up from his slightly dazed head.

By the end of the conversation, it seemed that Penny had decided on a date for her engagement.

So hasty, without giving people any reaction, it was like getting engaged for the sake of getting engaged, Feng didn't even ask another question.

what is happening.

Goethe felt that his brain was not enough.

Faintly felt that something was wrong, but soon this doubt was submerged by Feng's indifferent appearance in layers of difficult breathing.

After dinner, Goethe still wanted to leave.

"I've told the driver to leave first." Feng came from the other side, his voice as cold as iron.

Goethe was taken aback, his brows were slightly frowned, and Petunia smoothed things over, "With such heavy rain, you may not even be able to see the road on the way back. It's too dangerous."

Goethe didn't say anything, but Feng came over and looked at the dining table.

"Finished?"

Goethe looked at him suspiciously and nodded.

Just as he nodded his head, his whole body was suddenly hugged horizontally.

"you!"

Goethe uttered only one word, and