Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen Selfish Mercy

Feng Lan didn't forget the warmth of Ding Xiaoye's palm in his dream - he took her hand and walked on the late-night street that was dimly colored by the street lamps.The half of the body next to him is hot, but the other half is cold, screaming, wishing that the whole body could cuddle up with him. She struggled in the half-cold and half-heat most of the night, and the next morning, even though the alarm clock rang several times, she couldn't get out of bed. Her throat was burning like fire, and she had a splitting headache. She took a temperature measurement with the bedside thermometer. At 38.2℃, I realized that "I catch a cold because of love, I catch a cold because of love" is not a lie.

Mother Feng rushed over to take care of her sick daughter.Their family adhered to the principle of not taking antibiotics lightly, so Feng Lan didn't go to the hospital, but only drank ginger tea and chicken soup at home. When the fever was severe, he put a cold towel on his head, and opened the window to ventilate. "The weather is good, a person who is alive and kicking, how can he be sick if he is sick?" While Feng Lan was resting on the bed, Feng's mother muttered while cleaning her room.Feng Lan was also speechless, this was the first time she had caught a cold this year, she used to be in good health, but when she met Ding Xiaoye, she seemed to have lost all resistance, and even the virus came to take advantage of her.

Mother Feng stayed with Feng Lan for two days and two nights. On the afternoon of the third day, Feng Lan's fever was gone and he became more energetic, so Mother Feng rushed back to join Father Feng's reunion with old classmates.As soon as Mama Feng left the house, Feng Lan called the restaurant and asked about the opening of the restaurant today, then asked the kitchen to make her a bowl of seafood porridge and told Ding Xiaoye to bring it over. Two hours later, the doorbell of Feng Lan's house rang.She ran to the door happily, and saw Ding Xiaoye carrying a takeaway box through the cat's eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart was replaced by joy. She quickly combed her hair and opened the door.

Before Ding Xiaoye entered the door, his eyes lingered on Feng Lan's face for a few seconds.Feng Lan felt a little guilty, she had been ill for two days, would she look bad?She brought him slippers resentfully, and asked, "My appearance without makeup is very different from before?" Ding Xiaoye looked around her residence, turned around and asked with a smile, "Have you put on makeup before? I didn't see it." "I can chat now." Regardless of his sincerity, Feng Lan was in full bloom. Ding Xiaoye put the box containing seafood porridge on the dining table, "The porridge is here, I..."

Feng Lan interrupted him involuntarily, "Don't go back. I'm sick, so it's fine if you don't pay attention, but don't talk to me when you come here, you think I'm really just for this bowl of porridge... that's all?" "That's right." Ding Xiaoye looked at the small pot of porridge on the other side of the dining table, as if pointing something. Feng Lan's forehead felt a little hot just after the fever subsided. It was caused by her mother's boil before she left. "My mother's porridge is too bland." Feng Lan argued.

"Since you're sick, don't be too heavy on your taste." Ding Xiaoye said. No matter how he heard it, Feng Lan felt that there was a meaning behind the words.She quietly lowered her head to check the clothes on her body.Before Ding Xiaoye arrived, she had changed into her pajamas. That's right. The lake water blue silk nightgown was simple and conservative but enough to outline a slender waist, and the length was just right.This kind of carefulness is not considered heavy taste, is it? She held Ding Xiaoye's hand like that night, "Anyway, you are not allowed to leave immediately. I will explain to the shop if you ask." Hua-Fei-Xue-Zheng-Li

Ding Xiaoye pulled out his hand in a funny way, and said, "When did I say I was leaving? Can I wash my hands? When Lao Li packed the porridge, he didn't cover it tightly, and spilled a little on my hand." "Oh." Feng Lan was relieved now, and pointed him to the location of the bathroom. When Ding Xiaoye came out of the bathroom, Feng Lan was already lying on the bed.Compared with the good location, her residence is not luxurious.A spacious living room, a bedroom, a study, plus a large terrace with a good view.There are a lot of gadgets, but they are neatly arranged, and they are matched with just the right feminine soft clothes, which all show that the owner of this house is a young single woman with good financial conditions and a passion for life.

Feng Lan hugged the pillow and asked Ding Xiaoye: "Actually, you know that I just want to meet you, right?" She hadn't been in the store for the past two days, but the store manager, the cashier, and Kangkang all called to say hello, but he kept silent.Although Feng Lan knew in his heart that it would be strange if Ding Xiaoye took the initiative to show enthusiasm, he still hoped that he would come. "En." Standing at the door of her bedroom, Ding Xiaoye answered concisely, just like his usual manner. "Then you're still willing to come?" It was true that she wanted him to deliver the porridge, but when did Ding Xiaoye take her as the proprietress seriously?If he is unwilling, there are many reasons for his refusal.Feng Lan thought, would he miss her a little bit?It is good to miss having her tithe.

Ding Xiaoye saw the strange expressions of his colleagues in the store before he went out.It's not just that he knows Feng Lan's intentions, her intentions are so obvious, who doesn't know who has eyes? The head chef patted him on the shoulder and said enviously, "Blessed are you!" Lao Li and Master Chepei bit their ears: "Our idea of ​​beating up the waitress is like a toad wanting to eat swan meat. Everyone else has touched the proprietress's bed. They are all raised by parents, why is there such a big difference?" Fangfang and Xiaojiao looked at each other with resentment and buried themselves in their work.

Only Kang Kang sent him out of the gate, which was quite tragic like Yi Shuihan, and at the end he told him the four-character mantra: "I would rather die than obey!" Such publicity was never in Ding Xiaoye's plan, he thought about refusing.Witnessing the tacit understanding between Feng Lan and Zeng Fei two days ago, Ding Xiaoye's irritability and unscrupulous urge to speak all made him feel strange and at a loss. Fei's instinctive disgust.He's not an indecisive person, he either doesn't do some things, or he doesn't care if he wants to do them. Indecision is what he dislikes the most, but now he is changing in the direction of his resistance.

That day he sent Feng Lan downstairs to her house, she walked to the door of the unit and looked back at him again, without saying anything, her cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes were as bright as water.That is the unique look of a woman who is immersed in the river of love.He could see similar joy in his mother's face whenever his father came home.Such happiness is so precious to a woman.He couldn't help the thought of going to see her again. Ding Xiaoye threw an apple from the living room, caught it casually, put it on his mouth, took a bite, and said, "Suddenly no one serves this, I'm not used to it." Feng Lan rolled his eyes at him, feeling that he was thinking about Apple more than her. "Don't forget that Snow White is also unlucky because of gluttony! Eat, eat, there is a curse in my apple!" she cursed. "If you eat it, you will be ravaged by the seven dwarfs again?" Ding Xiaoye laughed. Feng Lan said in her heart: "If you eat it, you will never be able to leave me forever." She hesitated for a moment, then patted the side of her bed, "Sit down." Ding Xiaoye didn't move, Feng Lan hid his shyness, raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't worry, the prince is not in good health today, so he won't ravage you. You can eat my apples casually, are you still so polite?" Ding Xiaoye said with a smile: "There is a saying among the Kazakhs: Part of the inheritance of the ancestors is left to the guests. In Czardeni, even if you walk for a year, you don't need to bring a grain of food. How do you get here? If I eat an apple from you, I will go to your bed?" Feng Lan originally thought that her skin was thick enough, but she blushed with embarrassment at his straightforwardness.She picked up a pillow and threw it at Ding Xiaoye, "Dah, you have a good idea! I'll let you sit. 'Sit', understand?" Ding Xiaoye took the pillow, walked over, sat on the side of her bed, put the pillow back to its original position, and said with a half-smile: "'do'? 'do' what? I don't quite understand, why don't you explain?" "A hooligan is a hooligan!" If Ding Xiaoye wanted to make fun of him, Feng Lan would undoubtedly be at a disadvantage, his face flushed, and he deliberately stopped looking at him. Ding Xiaoye threw the apple core into the trash can, put his hands on the bed on one side, looked down at her, and said with a smile: "By the way, women should look like women, don't always jump out in front of men to act as ' Knight'. If you can maintain this posture, I am afraid that you will be married long ago." Feng Lan glared at him, "You still look down on women..." The second half of her words were frightened back by Ding Xiaoye's hand that suddenly reached out to her face.She let him approach blankly, and then her nose itch, Ding Xiaoye held a small piece of tissue paper twisted into strips in his hand, and added with a complex expression: "If you want to marry successfully, there is another prerequisite - don't let men see you." You have this shit stuffed up your nose." Feng Lan watched him throw the tissue, and silently covered her face with the pillow. She just remembered to change into her nightgown and hide the underwear on the bed, so why didn't she think about looking in the mirror and putting the tissue stuffed in her nostrils Take it out? A moment later, when Feng Lan removed the pillow from his face, his complexion returned to normal.Is she still afraid of making a fool of herself in front of Ding Xiaoye?Be optimistic, he saw her embarrassment, and everything else is good. The bed beside Ding Xiaoye suddenly became smaller.On a whim, Feng Lan found a bottle of nail polish from the bedside table, stuffed it into Ding Xiaoye's arms, shook his bare feet and said, "You can paint it for me." Ding Xiaoye was startled, and refused without hesitation, "I'll paint this for you? Dreaming!" "Hey, I'm a patient now, so you can't take care of me?" Feng Lan knew that he would be like this, so he still pretended. Ding Xiaoye snorted, "I still take care of your paws when you're sick." Feng Lan kicked his heart, but he grabbed his foot and put it down heavily.She sat up angrily, "If you don't paint, I will do it myself." "Bored or not?" Ding Xiaoye squinted at her applying bright red nail polish to each toe, and fanned it with the magazine beside the bed to wait for it to dry completely. The smell of nail polish made him frown, and he complained, "What smell? It stinks!" Feng Lan stretched out her feet in front of him provocatively, "Smoke you to death! If you don't like it, others will like it." "The person you like is a pervert, right? What's so good about feet?" Ding Xiaoye fell back and distanced himself from her outstretched feet.Feng Lan's legs are also one of the parts of her body that she is most proud of, as are the soles of her feet. Against the backdrop of bright red nail polish, her skin looks white and beautiful.Ding Xiaoye said it was not good-looking, but he looked a few more times with disgusted eyes. After showing off for a while, Feng Lan realized that Ding Xiaoye's avoidance was not only due to the nail polish on her feet.The length of the nightgown was above her knees, and her feet were too big to kick around.She pretended to take her foot back inadvertently, but Ding Xiaoye grabbed her ankle unexpectedly. "What do you want?" Even though this was a picture she had imagined, she was still taken aback by his sudden move. "The nails are all in the flesh, aren't you afraid of paronychia?" Ding Xiaoye took a closer look at the toes of her left foot and said, "Go and get me a nail clipper." "No way, why didn't I find out?" Feng Lan said, but still obediently turned sideways and took out the nail clippers from the drawer, handed them to Ding Xiaoye, and asked uncertainly, "You—cut it for me? " Ding Xiaoye didn't respond to this kind of nonsense, and he broke off her toes not very gently, and cut them off according to his goal. Feng Lan yelled loudly, retracted his feet, and was firmly grasped by him. "Hey, are you trying to trick me on purpose? Take it easy, and be careful not to cut the flesh!" Ding Xiaoye didn't stop, "I said that the nails are ingrown, don't hold back, wait until it festers, and you will be beautiful." After he finished one, he went to look at the next toe, and he couldn't figure it out: "What are you women thinking about? No one thinks you are short... Oh, I forgot again, you said that those are not high heels, they are yours. Love. No wonder your love is so deformed." Feng Lan didn't refute, and let him fiddle with his feet, lowering his head and complaining.She didn't expect her joke to turn out like this. In her heart, it was several times more intimate than nail polish. There is one of Feng Mama's famous sayings: Whether a person loves you or not does not come from kissing and hugging you, but whether he is willing to cut your toenails. Mother Feng has always done this.When Feng Lan was still living at home, she often watched her mother watch TV while cutting the nails of her father who was leaning on the sofa. Up front, who will serve you..." She doesn't seem to be surprised, but if she is asked to list the twenty things she must do in this life, "letting the one she loves cut her nails once" must be on her list. However, they still had a lot of things to do before this one. She even doubted whether Ding Xiaoye was sincere. This contrast made her feel like a dream, as if an article jumped to the end just after the beginning. Ding Xiaoye finished cutting Feng Lan's ten toenails neatly, but Feng Lan still hadn't recovered. Seeing Ding Xiaoye put down her foot and stood up, she asked nervously, "Where are you going?" Ding Xiaoye put the nail clippers aside, and said impatiently: "Go wash your hands! It's like a dog skin plaster, I want to stick it everywhere." Feng Lan pulled him back and sat down, and said, "No need to wash it. You don't dislike me, and I don't dislike you either. Let the dog skin plaster be applied properly." Ding Xiaoye was forced to lean on the bed by her shoulders, angry and funny, "Aren't you afraid that others will know your worthless appearance?" "If you know it, you know it." Feng Lan put his head on Ding Xiaoye's shoulder, closed his eyes and said, "I'm like this in my bones, it's better not to spoil other good men. You and I are like dogs, let's live together." "Why settle? You didn't pursue it, but I still have it." Ding Xiaoye's neck was scratched by Feng Lan's hair, it was itchy and warm, and he didn't move. "I'm much worse than your ideal 'big breasts, obedient and easy to bear' woman?" Feng Lan asked softly. "Yeah!" Ding Xiaoye also temporarily closed his eyes, "It's a lot worse—too much." Feng Lan found his hand, stroked the callus on his palm, and asked: "Ding Xiaoye, have you ever been in love? How many women have you had before? What kind of women are they like?" She was afraid that he would not answer, so she expressed her position first, "Let me talk about myself first. In popular dating shows nowadays, male guests usually say that they have three love stories, and it seems that three is an average. I strictly There are three episodes...have you ever watched a TV show about dating?" As expected, Ding Xiaoye shook his head. "I know you haven't seen it!" Feng Lan said again, "My first official boyfriend met in college, and we dated for a year and a half. The love at that time was like that, I never thought of 'forever', nor I thought about 'not forever', but overall we were happy together. After graduation, he went back to his hometown, but I didn't go with him, so we separated." "Why didn't you follow? Regret it?" "My brother is abroad, and my parents hope that I can stay with me. I have never been to the city of his hometown. I have no friends or relatives. I may be afraid... I have nothing to regret. It is not enough to say it. Love it, when I was young, I always felt that there was still a long way to go, and there would be many people waiting for me." "Have it?" "Yes, yes, they are all rotten peach blossoms. After graduation, I was admitted to a pretty good unit. My boss is very young and excellent. He chased me. We dated for half a month, and then I found out that he was There are wives abroad. He said he would get a divorce and asked me to wait for him. I didn’t wait and quit my job. Fortunately, no one in the unit knows that we have been together, so it’s good for everyone.” "That's why you opened the restaurant?" "No. Opening a restaurant has always been a dream of mine. This episode just made me more determined to quit my job." "At that time, you were quite principled, so you couldn't see it." Feng Lan said angrily: "You are the only one who looks down on me! Don't say you can't see it, I am quite popular with men. That man really got divorced later, and he came to see me a few times. But the past is over, and I don't feel like it anymore. Then, why bother?" Speaking of this, Feng Lan sat up straight, shook Ding Xiaoye's arm and said, "Ding Xiaoye, do you think a woman's age is directly proportional to her pride? Yes, I really admire myself. How could I be so principled before?" Woolen cloth?" "I don't know!" Ding Xiaoye sneered with his eyes closed, "If you are younger, maybe you won't pester me." Feng Lan thought about it for a long time before saying: "No. If I had met you a few years ago, you would have died. I will make it even harder for you to escape from my grasp!" Ding Xiaoye laughed sullenly. "Later, I met Zhou Taoran. The relationship at that time was also real. When he was chasing me, in the middle of the night, he posted photos of me sneaking around the restaurant. My mother almost went to the police." "Nude photos?" Ding Xiaoye asked awkwardly. "Fuck you, rascal!" Feng Lan pounced on Ding Xiaoye's neck. He evaded with a smile, "Why are you posting nude photos? Let people pay their respects?" "It's called romance. Even a savage like you doesn't understand." Feng Lan hugged his knees and said in a daze, "How did he become like that later?" She thought of Zhou Taoran's confession to her before they got married.A man who was conquered by "one cry, two troubles and three hanged himself", a man kneeling in front of her and trembling.Where is the problem?Is she wrong? She got rid of this uncomfortable memory and stared at Ding Xiaoye, "My love story is over, it's your turn." "Me? I have nothing to say." Ding Xiaoye was not keen on this topic. Feng Lan is not willing to give up, jokingly said: "Ding Xiaoye, you are twenty-seven years old this year, not seventeen! If you have never had a girlfriend at your age, and you have never even had a heartbeat, I will not think you are innocent, just It will make you feel unhealthy physically and mentally. Otherwise you are a liar." Ding Xiaoye said indifferently: "A liar is a liar." Feng Lan straightened his face that had been put aside, leaned closer and said, "If you don't say it, I'll think I'm taking advantage of you. Holding hands, first kiss, it's all mine..." Ding Xiaoye was so entangled, he grabbed a pillow between the two of them, and then used the pillow to push Feng Lan back to his original position, "You really think you are a fairy... Is this what a woman said? My first The first time I met a girl with feelings was when I was freshman..." "Have you ever been to college?" This was another new discovery by Feng Lan. She removed the pillow from her face and asked curiously, "Which school? Maybe we are alumni." "Impossible." Ding Xiaoye obviously didn't want to continue discussing this issue, and said hastily, "I dropped out of school after less than two years." "Why?" Feng Lan was puzzled. Ding Xiaoye frowned and said, "It's not that piece of material, it's boring to read." It was difficult for Feng Lan to believe this statement, because a person's temperament and understanding can be seen from the subtleties.If Ding Xiaoye had the opportunity to receive education, Feng Lan firmly believed that there must be other reasons for him to suspend his studies, but now is not the time to dig into it.She returned to the previous topic, and said with a smile: "I'm still more interested in the girl you 'felt for the first time'. What happened after that?" "There is no later. After I dropped out of school, there was no contact." "That's it?" Feng Lan was a little disappointed. Ding Xiaoye said: "It's too simple, it can't satisfy your desire to spy? You can imagine for yourself, isn't that your strong point? You can add holding hands, first kiss, first time, until you are satisfied." "What's there to imagine about the relationship between a kid and a family?" Feng Lan didn't take it seriously. What she cared about was what kind of girl Ding Xiaoye, who was like "the stone in the latrine", would fall in love with. Three heads and six arms? "What kind of girl is that?" Ding Xiaoye refused to describe her appearance, and said perfunctorily: "The type I like." "A female college student with big breasts, a simple mind, and a good-looking child?" This association made Feng Lan feel very happy. "Anyway, it's just not the same type as you." At this time, Ding Xiaoye looked a little impatient and a bit cramped, like a stubborn child.If it wasn't for Feng Lan's familiarity with his evil appearance, maybe he would have thought him an innocent child.Sure enough, first love is the most touching, even people who are as cold as ice and rocks are not exempt, Feng Lan finally believed that such a girl really existed. "Is she pretty? Prettier than me?" "Much cuter than you." Ding Xiaoye said deliberately. "That means she is not as pretty as me!" Ding Xiaoye admired Feng Lan's ability to justify himself the most. He laughed and heard her ask again: "What kind of person is the second time?" Ding Xiaoye annoyed: "Is there an end? There is no second time!" Feng Lan said strangely: "The word 'first time' means that there will be a follow-up, otherwise it would say 'only one time'. This is the basic grammar, just like you said 'first', followed by 'second'. " "No, no." Ding Xiaoye regretted talking about this with her. In the revolutionary period, Feng Lan would definitely be a master interrogator. "You went to a certain province later, didn't you meet a minority girl you like? The girls there are all beautiful." Feng Lan continued to ask sourly. Ding Xiaoye smiled and said, "You don't understand that. In ethnic minority areas, a beautiful girl is worth 80 horses. If a person has a few daughters, he can become a Dabai. I can't afford to marry there someone's girl." Feng Lan leaned on Ding Xiaoye's shoulder again, and said quietly: "Could it be that this face and your deceit are not welcome there? Or is it that you can't marry the girl there, steal your heart and run away without a trace? " Ding Xiaoye touched Feng Lan's hair, indulging in the tenderness of this moment.After being ill for two days, her cheeks seemed to be thinner, and her speech was still unforgiving, but the speed and tone of her speech were softened, just like her body at the moment.He prefers Feng Lan like this, curled up, cuddling with him, whispering in his ear, like a lazy cat in the afternoon. "That's hard to say," he responded casually. Feng Lan rubbed against Ding Xiaoye's neck, "I'm a little sleepy. Ding Xiaoye, sing me a Kazakh song." "I can't sing." Ding Xiaoye was caught off guard by her unexpected request. "I don't believe it. It is said that the Kazakhs are good at singing and dancing. You shed their blood and lived there. How can you not sing? I don't know if I am worth eighty horses, but you cheated one Heart, give me another song, this kind of deal will not be considered a disadvantage no matter whether it is in the desert or the grassland?" "It's always your reason." Ding Xiaoye hesitated, and asked, "Does it mean that if I sing one song, you won't bother me anymore?" Feng Lan didn't have the confidence to really ask Ding Xiaoye to sing to her at first, just like she took out the nail polish and planned in her heart that he would refuse to paint her feet.It's all just a woman's subconscious messing around in front of the man she likes, but today Ding Xiaoye seems to be much easier to persuade than usual.She laughed, put her arms around his neck, and became energetic again, "You sing first!" "You're overwhelming me, how do you want me to sing?" Ding Xiaoye uncomfortably took her hand away from his chest, and his face turned a little red, "Sing just sing, you don't talk too much." Then he actually sang, although there were only a few lines, Feng Lan didn't understand a single word. After Ding Xiaoye stopped for a while, Feng Lan still didn't speak or move.He pushed her head, and said angrily: "You asked me to sing, and after singing, it looked like I was struck by lightning again." Feng Lan burst out laughing, holding Ding Xiaoye in his arms, he was overjoyed, "Ding Xiaoye, you really dare to sing! You sing so badly, it's no different from howling a wolf, no matter how much you like you, the girl will be scared away!" "Girls on the grassland are bold, they like it." Ding Xiaoye argued. Feng Lan asked: "You sang "A Lovely Rose"?" Ding Xiaoye shook his head, "You only know that Kazakh folk song! Not that one." "What's that? At least tell me what the song means. Tell me!" "I forgot the title of the song. The meaning of the lyrics translated into Chinese is: A beautiful girl is standing under the forest, covered with flowers all over her body. I am always by her side, but I dare not look up at her. This sentence is repeated thousands of times. Talking about it, when did you agree to marry her? Everything in the world has been said, but I didn't dare to ask her this one... I don't know if it's accurate, it's almost enough. " Feng Lan was fascinated by listening, and it took a long time before he smiled and said: "Speaking is better than singing. Your mother taught you?" "No. It's my neighbor, Uncle Bazken, who likes to sing, and I'll be able to listen to it a lot." "You have neighbors?" "It's not "Robinson Crusoe", why can't I have neighbors?" Ding Xiaoye said, "Uncle Baziken is a good man. I helped him keep his horses for three years. Later, he taught me hunting, shearing, and farming. Fritillaria... all the skills necessary to survive in Czardeni, and helped me settle down there." "Why didn't this uncle marry his daughter to you?" Feng Lan asked with a smile. Ding Xiaoye understood that, women, there is always only one issue they care about. He turned over and lay on his side, facing Feng Lan, and said seriously: "Don't tell me, Uncle Baziken really has a daughter named Amuser, who is two years younger than me... Stop! I know what you want to ask, She is very beautiful. Their beauty is different from yours, without any modification, big eyes, high nose bridge, long braid..." Feng Lan couldn't stand it anymore, and retorted: "Please, I haven't even cut my face. My mother gave birth to me like this. What do you mean 'their beauty is different from mine'?" "What are you in a hurry for? I didn't say you're ugly." Ding Xiaoye felt amused, "What I mean is that Kazakh girls born in border areas are different from city girls like you. They don't know how to wear high heels, and I never paint messy things on my feet and hands. When I was young, I was in good shape, healthy and strong. I was able to herd sheep and milk horses. I did no less work than men, and I was able to take care of my men submissively. You can also run on horseback with a child on your back." Ding Xiaoye deliberately sized Feng Lan's eyes, the intention was self-evident. Sure enough, Feng Lan couldn't hold back his breath, so he snorted and said, "That's indeed much more cost-effective than finding me, and it also meets your requirements for a woman. From your tone, this girl may have taken a fancy to you too. A match made in heaven , why didn't you agree?" "Who said I didn't agree? Amuser has given me two children, a boy and a girl. The older one is five years old. They stay in Czardeni..." "What?!" Feng Lan was shocked, his face turned pale, and he realized that he was in his way again, and kicked him while lying down, "Okay, Ding Xiaoye, play me like a monkey, look I'm happy like an idiot, aren't I?" "Yeah." Ding Xiaoye pressed her leg, "It's true that Amuser has two children, but they weren't born with me." "What a pity!" "That's it!" Ding Xiaoye was very concerned, and pressed Feng Lan's raised leg back again, and said, "Five years ago, Uncle Bazken and his wife wanted to marry Amuser to me, but I couldn't agree to it." He. The uncle and the aunt only have this precious daughter. They hope that she will marry and have children early and live a good life. I am afraid that I will not be able to give her a stable life, and I will not be able to live up to the people who are kind to me. In the end, she married someone else, and now she lives happily very good." Feng Lan was inexplicably sad.She thought to herself, although she is not an only daughter, she is also the baby of the family, and taking him in to work in the store is somewhat of a kindness to him, why doesn't Ding Xiaoye have such compassion for him?However, if his compassion is to push her away, as he pushed Amoser away, then his selfishness is the greatest mercy to her. Facing Feng Lan's sudden depression, Ding Xiaoye also remained silent.He closed his eyes, the face that fascinated Feng Lan showed a bit of panic, like a lost lamb. "Still thinking about your previous affair?" Feng Lan jokingly broke the deadlock first. Ding Xiaoye smiled as she said. "Without Amoser, there must be others. I remember you said that you are very casual in this regard. The place where you used to live is more open to this kind of thing than ours. As long as you like it, you can do it. The so-called 'Girl Chasing', isn't it just for stealing girls?" Ding Xiaoye said: "I built a small courtyard in front of the place where I lived. Whenever I stole a girl, I planted a fruit tree there. I stayed there for seven years, and when I left, there was a small courtyard in front of the door. There is also a large basket of fruit harvested every year in the forest." "Unexpectedly, you still have a room." Feng Lan said with a smile. Ding Xiaoye replied, "It's bigger than you imagined." "If you have a chance to go back, will you also plant a tree for me and name it 'Feng Lan'?" Ding Xiaoye thought for a long time, nodded and agreed: "There is a wild apple tree that grows on its own in the corner of the yard. It is not too sour, and it is just right for you." Feng Lan imagined a wild apple tree beyond the whole orchard, and couldn't help laughing, "You will remember me only when you are sour. You always mention Tzardeni, tell me, what is that place?" "Czardeni means 'horizontal ditch' in Kazakh, and it is a huge valley." "Is it far away?" "It's very far away, as far away as the sky. Few people will go there all year round, and the people inside may never come out for the rest of their lives." "Such a place must be beautiful!" "There is no word to describe the beauty of Zardeny. There are endless grasslands and forests under the boundless sky. The sheep on the hillside are as white as the clouds above their heads. There are thousands of wild flowers under their feet for them to chew. Standing on the top of the mountain at sunrise, the glow is like Nirvana, you can smell the spruce when you close your eyes, there are wolves and wild bears in the woods, and there are eagles in the sky from time to time. In autumn, the top of the snow peak has turned white, The shepherd drives the sheep down the mountain, and you feel the clouds flowing in the green fields... I can't say, the real Tzardni is ten thousand times better than words." "You've said it very well. I can imagine it." Feng Lan asked, "Ding Xiaoye, why did you go there?" She waited for a long time for Ding Xiaoye's answer, and raised her head from his chest to look at him wonderingly. Ding Xiaoye said: "I don't want to answer this question." "Why? If you give me any reason, I won't doubt it." Feng Lan said. There were no waves in Ding Xiaoye's voice, "I've made up too many lies today, I want to take a rest." "Then can you tell me why you left Zardeny? If it's really as good as you said." Feng Lan blinked. Ding Xiaoye said: "Because it is so good and has no boundaries. Sometimes I can ride a horse for a whole day without seeing a single person, only endless beautiful scenery. In seven years, I almost forgot the pronunciation of Chinese. Forget the smell of the crowd, forget where it came from, forget the time, and forget..." "what?" "Alive, forget what it's like to be alive." "That's because you're missing something." "Woman?" Ding Xiaoye understood Feng Lan's interest too well. Feng Lan said: "It's not a woman, it's a partner. No one to share, even the best things will make people feel lonely." Ding Xiaoye put his hands under his head and said with a smile, "Who will stay there to be my partner? You?" "I can't?" Feng Lan asked unconvinced. Ding Xiaoye laughed loudly: "Feng Lan, Feng Lan, you can't stay in that kind of place for a day." "How much do you know about me? Don't underestimate me. I want to milk the mare in high heels for you. You still have to put on the nail polish you don't like. Every morning I dress up beautifully. I will become a police officer. The most fashionable woman in Derney, let you take care of the children and cook in the house! Isn’t your fruit forest a good harvest? I’ll pick it off and ask the girls you stole to taste one by one, let them know that the tree is planted by them , the fruit belongs to me, and then watch you eat the sour apple in the corner. The annual 'Girl Chase', I will whip you until you only remember my name..." This nonsense like sleepwalking made Ding Xiaoye couldn't help imagining that scene, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop smiling.He was about to follow her into a fool. "If you really get to that kind of place, you won't be you anymore." "It's the same everywhere. I never thought of changing you, and I won't change for you. So what if we're not the same way? Isn't love just sparks sparked by people who are very different from you?" "It's easy to say, you don't know anything." After a brief dream, Ding Xiaoye's loss deepened. "Not necessarily. Ding Xiaoye, don't you look like my Chardney?" Chardney, beautiful, but not long-lasting. Afterwards, they didn't make a sound for a long time, until Feng Lan asked with a trembling voice, "Is this how the Kazakhs kiss a girl?" "No, that's just me." Ding Xiaoye's movements were as hasty as his voice.He turned over to suppress Feng Lan, put one hand on her ear, and the other along the hem of her nightgown all the way up.The nightgown of lake blue silk satin is like a clear stream after the snow has melted, and the person underneath is a newborn lamb wading through the water, soft and moist with warmth.He captured her, bit her, listened to her helpless moans, but it only made him hungrier and thirstier. Ding Xiaoye inexplicably remembered the most ferocious wildfire he had seen in Czardeni in those seven years. All the barriers collapsed where the flames licked, and the sheep, fierce horses and wild wolves ran and scattered. It's a burnt smell.When the fire was ignited, forget it, it doesn’t matter, now it is burning in his heart, he buried his head on her body, let his instinct guide everything, like opening his hand and merging with the flames... Feng Lan hugged him so tightly, her voice broke in his ears. She said: "Ding Xiaoye, you lie to me for the rest of your life..." 犹如暴雨降临赤地，丁小野幡然警醒，无穷的火焰瞬间只余灰烬。 他用力推开封澜，抽身坐了起来。 封澜一时反应不过来，抓着睡袍的边缘裹着自己，浑身发抖地坐在床的另一侧，许久才松开紧咬着的嘴唇问：“我是不是说错了话？还是做错了什么？” 丁小野匆匆整理好身上的衣服，狠下了心，却仍不敢看她现在的模样，只是伸手安抚着她的肩膀，低着头说：“不是。样样都好的王子病了，我不能在这个时候欺负她。” 封澜苦笑着，“你讨厌我？” 丁小野焦躁地答：“我不会躺在我讨厌的女人床上，为任何事情都不会！” 他说过，如果他爱一个人，就会想要和她睡在一起。 封澜下床，背对他默默收拾好自己。他不讨厌她，却又不爱她。 而她呢？不怕他爱，也不怕他不爱，只怕不够爱。 这才是最让她难过的地方。