After Lan Xiaoling left, Feng Rong sat opposite Jin Zhe, picked up the chess pieces and started to play, talking while playing chess.
"I went to the cemetery to meet Lin Hao today, and there were some disputes. In the end, I did something very satisfying."
Hearing this, Jin Zhe dropped a pawn, looked up at her and said softly, "Tell me."
"He told me not to come next time, I promised him, and then he suddenly got angry, and finally I said something irritating to him, and when I came back, I used my brother's car to destroy his Land Rover .¡±
Hearing this, Jin Zhe raised his eyebrows, chuckled twice, and said, "True or not? Did you damage his car? To what extent?"
Feng Rong thought for a while, and finally said affirmatively: "It's so useless that if you don't use a car to drag it back, you can't get it back."
Hearing this, Jin Zhe still kept the chess pieces aside, leaned on the sofa, looked at her and said softly: "Then how do you deal with the matter of the Feng family?"
As soon as Feng Lian was mentioned, Feng Rong immediately lost the desire to play chess, and kept the chess pieces aside, then leaned on the sofa, picked up a pillow and hugged him in his arms, looked at him and asked.
"Do you know what that girl's name is?"
Jin Zhe shook his head, but raised his jaw to signal her to continue.
"Her name is Lian'er, but today Lin Hao also called Feng Lianlian like that. I think I have found the reason. It turns out that he can just name her like that for her alone."
Jin Zhe just pursed his thin lips when he heard that, looked at Feng Rong's somewhat sad face, stared at her for a moment and spoke.
"This pity is not the other pity."
"Of course I know that Ah Lian's position in his heart is irreplaceable, and no woman can shake it. That Feng Lian is probably just a stand-in." After speaking, Feng Rong fell down on the sofa and sighed. tone.
Jin Zhe only lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before slowly saying: "Feng Rong, there is a saying that you are right."
Feng Rong raised his eyelids, looked at him and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Jin Zhe looked at her deeply, and said softly: "A dead person can never be compared with a living person."
Hearing this, Feng Rong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, I can never compare. I never thought I could. If I could, I would not be like this."
Jin Zhe laughed.
"What you think is not what I said."
"Then what do you mean?"
"The dead live in people's hearts. Although they are dead, the living are in front of them. How can the dead be compared with the living? Why do the dead always live in people's hearts? It is a kind of longing. People are different, even if Lin Hao has a woman he loves deeply in the future, that little girl will always live in his heart, and he will not compare that little girl with the woman he loves the most, because it is completely unnecessary , just like you, can you forget that girl in your life? Can you do it without any regrets?"
After Jin Zhe finished speaking, Feng Rong fell silent, and finally closed his eyes slowly, and murmured something before falling asleep.
"Then he must be able to love."
Jin Zhe just sighed, picked up the blanket next to her and covered her body, and left the room.
When I came to the balcony, I saw Feng Jue standing on the balcony, turned his body slightly, looked at Jin Zhe and said in a deep voice: "Smoking?"
"No, I just smoked one."
Feng Jue raised his eyebrows, glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "What do you think of Rongrong?"
Hearing this, Jin Zhe only looked sideways at the title for a while, and finally slowly raised the corners of his lips and said softly: "If it's a good friend, I think she's great, and if you appreciate her from a man's point of view, she's great, but not my style."
Hearing this, Feng Jue just smiled in a deep voice, turned his head and looked at where he was looking, Lan Xiaoling was bathing a Samoyed, wearing a pink sweater and light blue jeans, youthful and beautiful.
"Like youthful and beautiful ones?"
Jin Zhe just smiled, and glanced sideways at Feng Jue, who just patted him on the shoulder and said with a low smile.
"She's still young."
Jin Zhe laughed, standing here looking at Lan Xiaoling, and her clear laughter, I saw her standing up, looking up, waving her little hand at him, and even jumping.
Jin Zhe just smiled, Feng Jue was right, this kind of girl attracted his attention, not the enchanting and charming one, although there were quite a few girlfriends of this type.
However, it is true that it is too small
With a chuckle, he turned and left.
And Lan Xiaoling watched Jin Zhe turn and leave, just curled her lips and continued to bathe the dog.
&nShe was dragged out all the time, and the cold wind hit her before she regained her senses.
And Feng Lian realized that he was going to catch up, but was stopped by Lin Xiaocao.
"Miss Feng, we treat you to dinner, come and sit down."
"You, get out of the way." Feng Lian looked at Lin Xiaocao who was standing in front of him, and anxiously looked at the two people outside the door.
And Ning Caiwei also stood up slowly, pulled Feng Lian to let her sit down and said softly.
"Miss Feng, they are also childhood sweethearts. I think you won't mind borrowing your boyfriend to catch up on the old days."
"I" Feng Lian looked at the two people in front of him and couldn't help clenching her hands.
And outside the door, Feng Rong reacted and wanted to break free from him.
"What are you doing? Let me go."
Lin Hao just stared at her deeply, pursed his thin lips slightly, and pulled her towards his Maybach without saying a word, stuffed her into the co-pilot, then locked the door, walked to the driver, and opened the door on this side Car, slowly reverse the car out of the parking space.
But Feng Rong was a little restless, turned his head to look at Lin Hao and asked, "What are you doing? Let me get out of the car, do you hear me?"
Lin Hao just glanced at her from the corner of his eye, but didn't speak.
"Did you hear what I said, stop, stop, I told you to stop, I'm going to get out of the car, can't you hear me?"
After Feng Rong said a few words, seeing that he didn't pay attention to his feelings, he slowly calmed down, leaned back on the seat, turned his head to look at him and said sarcastically.
"Dean Lin, is this considered kidnapping?"
Lin Hao finally spoke, glanced at her lightly and said softly: "Kidnapping? We are just communicating."
"Communication? Strange, we have been between us for so many years, do we need the word "communication"? Oh, I thought of it, Dean Lin wants to beg me to let your Lian'er go, isn't it? Let me stop here, save Will she be murdered by me again?"
"Shut up." Lin Hao's face finally became dark because of her words, especially when he heard the sensitive words "Lian'er" and "Zai" in Feng Rong's mouth.
Seeing his face change, Feng Rong felt abnormally relieved.
"What? Don't you want to talk to me about your 'Lianer'? If not, Dean Lin, I really can't think of anything between us that needs to be communicated."
Lin Hao's face was ugly. He usually only wears his eyes in the hospital, and he wears contact lenses when he goes out. He squinted his eyes, looked at Feng Rong's deserted little face, and said in a deep voice.
"There is one thing, I think we have to communicate."
Hearing this, Feng Rong frowned, it wasn't Feng Lian, what else did they want to communicate?
Feng Rong didn't talk all the way until he arrived at the 4S shop, when he saw the black Land Rover, finally, a small face changed, and the corners of his lips twitched violently.
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