Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Another Kind of Love

Feng Lan thought about a lot of things to do on her thirtieth birthday. She regretted that she hadn't made a good list in the past. When it came to a critical moment, she couldn't think of anything. She seemed to want to do everything, but nothing was enough it is good.Watching movies is too time-consuming; traveling is too late; there are too many people in the playground... There are countless gaps between her and Ding Xiaoye waiting to be filled, wishing to condense the whole life in front of her eyes. Later, when they returned to Feng Lan's residence, no one seemed to propose this idea, but they all acquiesced.

Feng Lan's body was filled with all kinds of hangover smells, and she didn't want them to linger on her body for a second.As soon as she got home, she went into the bathroom and left the guest guard to Ding Xiaoye. The warm water gave Feng Lan a new look. When she came out wiping her hair, she found Ding Xiaoye leaning on the deck chair on the balcony and eating an apple, which was very pleasant. "Just know how to eat!" Feng Lan complained, "Did you starve to death in your previous life?" Ding Xiaoye turned back with a smile and said, "Why are you being stingy? If you have a chance to go to Czardeni in autumn, the apple tree I planted will bear fruit, and I will pay you a basketful."

"You have to accompany me!" Feng Lan emphasized. "Okay." Ding Xiaoye agreed readily, "If there is a chance... but my apples are not as good as those bought outside, they are a bit sour. This is very suitable for you." "You'll know if it's suitable for you to eat." Feng Lan asked him, "You didn't take a bath?" Ding Xiaoye asked back: "Why do you need to wash?" When he said this, it seemed that Feng Lan's request was like Sima Zhao's heart, which was too naked.She tightened the front of her bathrobe, and said confidently, "Did you wash it last night? Look at your face, it's full of dust and blood. How long has it been since you cut your hair? Cleanliness is a kind of politeness. Do you understand?"

"What are we going to do after expressing 'politeness' to each other?" Ding Xiaoye asked humbly. Feng Lan can always find a reason, she tilted her head and said, "Since today is my birthday, of course it will be a birthday feast. I said that my cooking skills are very good, just wash it up and wait." She said , looked at him harshly again, and added, "Don't you want me to recall that on my thirtieth birthday, I spent it with a man 'like this'?" Ding Xiaoye seemed to be convinced, thought for a while, and walked towards the guest guard.Feng Lan followed and told him: "Actually, the bathroom outside is rarely used. There is a problem with the floor drain, which doesn't drain well. You can go to my room to wash, I don't mind."

Ding Xiaoye said: "It's okay, I just checked for you to see what's wrong...you can cook now." He walked past Feng Lan, took another look at her, and asked curiously, "Why do you look a little Lost?" "Why are you so careful, afraid that I will harass you? Is this kind of person in your eyes?" Feng Lan was indignant. Ding Xiaoye smiled and asked, "Aren't you?" Feng Lan kicked him. The small fault of the floor drain was quickly solved by Ding Xiaoye.Not long after the sound of water in the bathroom sounded, Feng Lan knocked on the door, probably because the sound of water covered up the knock, but Ding Xiaoye didn't respond.Feng Lan thought for a while, pushed the door open and went in.

"Uh... I forgot to give you a towel!" She tried to sound calm and natural, as if she had just walked into an ordinary study. With his back turned to her, Ding Xiaoye stopped taking a bath when he heard her voice, but he didn't panic, he just said, "Just let it go." Feng Lan didn't react immediately. "How long do we have to wait?" Ding Xiaoye's voice could not hear any emotion. Feng Lan dismissed it, "Who is looking at you? I was wondering where to put the towel. It's not like I haven't seen it before." Ding Xiaoye seemed to have a smile on his sideways face.

"Give me." "what?" "towel!" As he said that, he was about to turn around to get it, but Feng Lan felt embarrassed, put the towel on the sink and left. She was not the kind of person Ding Xiaoye thought.But she, who was "absolutely not this kind of person", asked him about the water temperature with concern after a while, and sent him a change of clothes. Feng Lan threw the dirty clothes that Ding Xiaoye had changed into the washing machine. He came out to look for his shirt, and she threw him a shirt.While putting it on his body, he asked nonchalantly: "After so many observations, is there any result?"

He was so straightforward, Feng Lan would be at a disadvantage if he evasively said anything.She admitted that she was a little curious about Ding Xiaoye under her clothes. After all, in the halfway passion last time, Ding Xiaoye's clothes were not messed up, but she lost more cover, which made her worry about it all the time. Touching her chin, she commented, "It's not bad. It's just..." "Just what?" Ding Xiaoye, half dressed, turned his head and asked. "It's nothing, I'll find you a towel to dry your hair." Feng Lan took a step before Ding Xiaoye pulled her back.

"You haven't finished what you just said." He reminded. Seeing that he always put on a look of not caring about anything, I didn't expect him to mind it.Feng Lan concealed her amused expression without leaving a trace, turned her head and said in surprise: "Do you have to praise you for your good figure?" "I'm asking about the meaning of the second half of your sentence." Ding Xiaoye actually saw that Feng Lan wanted to tease, but he wanted to hear the following, so he had to let it go. "What do other women say?" "Answer to the question."

Ding Xiaoye let go of her hand to fasten the buttons on her chest, appearing dispirited. "Are you angry?" Feng Lan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ding Xiaoye's eyes. He was lowering his head to button the last button, when a drop of water slipped down the half-dried hair on his forehead and hit Feng Lan's back of his hand.Feng Lan smiled and wiped the water beads on his shoulders with his backhand. He wanted to look up at her with a smile or not, with dissatisfaction, curiosity, tolerance and a little bit of childish playfulness. "Say no!" The intuition in Feng Lan's heart became stronger.What do you say "I have cheated many women, and many have been hooked"?She doubted more and more that those women existed.

"Okay, everything is fine with you. It's just that the injury on your body is a bit of an eyesore." Feng Lan accepted it as soon as it was better.She remembered the scars she had seen on him just now.Especially the shocking bruise on the waist and eyes, Zeng Fei hit too hard. "Your 'just' refers to this?" Ding Xiaoye rolled his eyes. "Don't be careless, it will be troublesome if you leave the root of the disease." Feng Lan pressed the most painful part of his heart, "How about I give you some medicine? My mother gave me a bottle of medicinal wine..." Ding Xiaoye was a little concerned about Feng Lan's sudden touch, and stopped her hand uncomfortably, "Don't move me, I'll be fine!" Feng Lan feigned anger, "So chaste?" Ding Xiaoye gently put her hand back beside her, and said earnestly, "I'm dying of pain, and I'm hungry, and I'm waiting for your birthday meal with all my heart." Feng Lan had no choice but to walk towards the kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator while watching Ding Xiaoye carefully.He rolled up his sleeves. "Why don't you ask why there are men's clothes in my house?" Feng Lan said. Ding Xiaoye followed her words: "Oh...why?" "I bought it before and planned to give it to Zhou Taoran, but I didn't send it out. Don't worry, the clothes are new." Feng Lan stirred the eggs and chatted with Ding Xiaoye one after another, "He always said I have a good eye for choosing clothes, so I arranged it for him, but in the end he disliked the clothes I sent for being too expensive." "Is it expensive?" "It's expensive for you now." Ding Xiaoye tidied up his clothes thoroughly, and said with a smile, "Then I made money?" Feng Lan also laughed, this is the Ding Xiaoye she likes.She felt emotional, "It is said that etiquette is less important than affection, so is it true that when etiquette is more important, affection is less important? Zhou Taoran said that he chose Feng Ying to be an ordinary couple and live a down-to-earth life. That's all I want. I am richer than him, this is a fact, because of this, my heart is not as good as others?" "Why don't you tell him yourself?" Ding Xiaoye said casually. Feng Lan heaved a sigh, "I thought about it, and I have to speak clearly after separation. But when I saw him again, I realized that it was unnecessary. Why bother to say these things? The past is the past, no matter if it's true or not, it's all with you." He's okay." Feng Lan was busy in the kitchen, and when she put the three dishes and one soup on the table, Ding Xiaoye also fixed the leaking faucet for her, and also made the coffee table on the balcony stop shaking. "Dinner is ready!" Feng Lan called him in the restaurant. Ding Xiaoye wiped his hands and walked over. On the table were scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried eggs with chopped green onion, steamed eggs and egg drop soup.Before he questioned, Feng Lan explained embarrassingly: "I haven't made it at home for a long time. There is nothing in the refrigerator except a box of eggs. I don't want to go out to buy it. It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice, so you just eat it." "Does a normal person need so many eggs a day?" Ding Xiaoye lowered his head and smelled the smell, which seemed to be pretty good. Feng Lan filled him with soup and said: "You are injured, eat more to mend..." This sounded a little strange, her hand paused, and Ding Xiaoye's expression was subtle.He said, "Feng Lan, you are quite good at cursing." Feng Lan blushed, she didn't have any other intentions at all, how could a pair of Shang Ding Xiaoye couldn't turn back on the low-level route? They sat opposite each other, Ding Xiaoye was about to take a sip of soup, Feng Lan stood up and said, "No, there should be candlelight!" "It's noon!" Ding Xiaoye reminded her. As if Feng Lan didn't hear, she ran around and closed all the curtains in the house.The curtain's shading effect was good, and the room became dark immediately, and then she took out scented candles and lit them one by one.Ding Xiaoye let her toss, and when she finally sat back, he asked, "Can I eat it?" It's no wonder that lovers need candlelight to adjust the mood. If you don't look at the man under the lamp, it's the same under candlelight.Ding Xiaoye's hair was a bit long, after washing it, it was still not dry, and he pushed it back indiscriminately, a new beard appeared on his chin, and the light weakened the wound on his face.Ding Xiaoye's good looks are fierce and aggressive, and it is easy for people to ignore other things, so that Feng Lan pays attention to his attire today.She had never seen him in formal attire, but the ARMANI she had originally planned to give to Zhou Taoran on the fourth anniversary was now worn on him without any sense of disobedience. Feng Lan wanted to speak, but didn't make a sound, just smiled, and suddenly felt that all the shirts in the world should be left for him to wear, and all the meals in this life should be eaten with him. She stood up again, "Wait a minute!" "Hey, Feng Lan, I'm really hungry!" Ding Xiaoye protested. "You eat first, don't wait for me, I'll be ready right away." Feng Lan ran back to the room, quickly opened the closet to choose clothes, changed into a skirt, went to tidy her hair, and took the time to put on a super quick light makeup. She will surely recall this moment over and over again in the future, and she must not allow herself to be in a bathrobe, with messy hair and dark circles under her eyes in the beautiful scenes. Ding Xiaoye leaned against the door of Feng Lan's room in a state of exhaustion, watching her toss around like a revolving lantern, and when she finally walked out Shi Shiran, he felt emotional, women are really animals that he can't understand.However, seeing this woman change from plain face to fully armed and radiant in an instant, this brought him a sense of freshness that was no less than a magic trick. "Is this how you 'transform'?" Ding Xiaoye walked back to the dining table and glanced back at her. Changing her attire gave Feng Lan more confidence. She sat opposite him, raised her chin and asked, "Doesn't it look good?" Ding Xiaoye could have satirized her a few words, but looking at her with his starved eyes, she was indeed not ugly. "It's okay." He said perfunctorily. "The cow chews peonies." Feng Lan threw the clothes that he bought specially to suit Ding Xiaoye's style into the trash can.She figured it out, that dress didn't suit her, that's the kind of person she was, if Ding Xiaoye had her in his heart, he should accept her true appearance, as if she never cared that he had nothing. In the first twenty years of his life, Ding Xiaoye was quite picky about food, but he had to admit that Feng Lan's dishes were monotonous, but the taste was acceptable.At least from her appearance, it can't be seen that she has such a craft.There are many things about Feng Lan that make him feel funny, but there are also many things that surprise him. When they are mixed together, they feel that Feng Lan is Feng Lan. Before the candles were burned out, the meal was over.Feng Lan still regrets that she was infected by Ding Xiaoye, who was reincarnated from a starving ghost, and even forgot to open a bottle of red wine, just to accompany him like this. She said hello in advance, "I can cook, but I don't wash dishes." The intention is self-evident.She never felt that women should boast of not doing housework at all, and neither did men. Ding Xiaoye didn't say anything, and rolled up his sleeves to clean up the dishes.Feng Lan never forgot to supervise with a smile, reminding him to handle with care, this set of tableware was given by her English sister-in-law, it would be a pity if it broke. Ding Xiaoye thought she was noisy, just as she answered the phone, he went to the balcony. It was Lao Zhang who called.He apologized for drinking too much last night and didn't send Feng Lan home. He heard from somewhere that today was Feng Lan's birthday and wanted to ask her out. Feng Lan tweeted that women don't like birthdays, but they are one year older and there is nothing to celebrate, and thanked Lao Zhang for his kindness by the way.But Lao Zhang said that he was already waiting downstairs, even if Feng Lan refused to go out with him, at least let him deliver the gift to the birthday star - if she was too lazy to go out, he could also come to the door in person, as long as she wanted. In this way, Feng Lan really couldn't find a reason to shirk.She couldn't let Lao Zhang come up, and it would be impolite if she didn't go down by herself.She glanced at the kitchen with a guilty conscience, and Ding Xiaoye turned his back to her, as if he didn't care. Feng Lan thought to himself, it's time to clarify with Lao Zhang.What will happen to her and Ding Xiaoye in the future, I don't know at all, but when he is here, there can be no one else.It's not that she's obsessed with moral cleanliness, but that her mind is full of this person, and she has no power to do other things. Feng Lan asked Lao Zhang to wait for a while, and she went down immediately.Before he could hang up the phone, the phone was pulled from his ear.She turned around and bumped into Ding Xiaoye, he squeezed the phone with two wet fingers, and said with a smile, "Who is it?" "A friend said he brought me a birthday present, and I'll come whenever I go." Ding Xiaoye looked at the caller ID on his mobile phone, and read: "Zhang Tianran...what kind of friend? A friend who wants to date you? A friend who is used as a spare tire? It seems that you are not idle at all when I am away." His words were ugly, and Feng Lan couldn't hold back, and said slightly angrily: "You dumped me, and you still didn't let me find another man? He likes me, I think about it, what's wrong!" "No problem. I'll accompany you down to serve as a staff officer? A man's vision is accurate when he looks at a man." Ding Xiaoye said "kindly". Feng Lan knew that he was trying to make trouble, and when he thought of what he had done before, he became angry, "You are a bad specimen standing here. As long as I don't find someone like you, the rest will be good men." "Why are you looking for a good man?" Ding Xiaoye smiled happily, "Come on, don't spoil a good man. Those 'gentle, courteous, thrifty' are not suitable for you at all, you like 'exciting' ones." He turned her cell phone and whistled flirtatiously in her ear.Feng Lan's face was flushed red, and he crossed his face with his palms to push him away, "Get out! I was born to be angry with you, and you made me so uncomfortable, right?" "When did I mess you up and down?" The emphasis of Ding Xiaoye's tone made Feng Lan angry.She spoke provocatively: "I'm too lazy to talk to you. I'll go downstairs. If you talk nonsense again, I'll think you're jealous. You won't be so stingy, will you?" "I'm washing the dishes at home, and you go to see the spare tire, is that reasonable? What's wrong with being stingy?" Ding Xiaoye stretched out his hand to stop her with a smile. "Who are you talking about as a 'spare tire'?" Feng Lan was really angry, "Ding Xiaoye, I'm thirty years old today, and you probably won't marry me, maybe I will. I said I wanted to marry him. Live the most ordinary family life, find a good man to spend time with each other, and live forever... Can you do this?" Ding Xiaoye paused for a moment, and said, "It's too far away to grow old and old, and it's okay to get along with each other." There was no warning when he kissed her, Feng Lan's lipstick was blurred again, and only then did he understand what he meant by "love each other". "If I die, it's probably due to lead poisoning." Ding Xiaoye smiled while wiping the red mark on the corner of his mouth, but there was no worry on his face, only ambiguity.He is addicted to the game of rubbing lipstick! "There is another possibility that I beat him to death!" Feng Lan reminded. "'Xiangxiangyimo' is not saliva to saliva?" He sincerely asked for advice, "I understand the idiom wrong?" Because of his deliberate trouble, Feng Lan was also dizzy, and didn't know what kind of face he should use to meet Lao Zhang. "Even if you don't want it yourself, you won't see me well." She scolded, "I can't let people wait downstairs!" She wanted to get back her mobile phone, but Ding Xiaoye raised it above her head, but she couldn't reach it, so annoyed and funny, she had to stroke his hair, "May I call him to deal with it?" Ding Xiaoye put away his smile, casually threw the phone to the sofa, and said, "You deal with me first." Feng Lan's waist fell heavily on the armrest of the sofa.The armrest was made of wood, smooth but hard.He was completely on top of him, and Feng Lan's back hurt so badly that her vision went dark, she came back to her senses and cursed: "Bastard, I'm made of human flesh, do you understand?" Ding Xiaoye said: "Where is the human flesh? Let me feel it..." There are calluses on the palm of his hand, the touch is rough, he can't help but resist, it's like peeling the skin and tearing the bones. "Hey, my skirt has a zipper!" Feng Lan struggled to find a gap and protested. Ding Xiaoye led her to the side of the sofa in the process of "finding the zipper". The mat, before she had time to rejoice, the slight sound of the cloth being split drove her crazy. "Do you want to die? This is my favorite dress lately!" Ding Xiaoye turned her face from behind to look for her lips. Feng Lan's body was twisted to the limit, and tremblingly begged: "Let go, you let go first! Let me turn around... I'm not a twist !" "Feng Lan, can you shut up?" Feng Lan didn't want to talk nonsense at this time, she adjusted herself, accommodated, and adapted to him.Ding Xiaoye was sweating profusely, his emotion and eagerness were mixed with chagrin. The last time they stopped at the beginning, now when they were really about to get into the main topic, Feng Lan realized Ding Xiaoye's jerkyness.She somewhat understood the crux of the matter, and whispered in his ear: "Can you know it?" Ding Xiaoye lifted half of his body from her, his face flushed like blood. "Can you cooperate with me?" His eyes were full of desire, but he was a little helpless and embarrassed. Feng Lan squinted his eyes slightly, stroked the hair on the back of his head with his fingers, and when he lightly parted his vermilion lips, what he said was - "No!" He always bullied her and took advantage of her verbally, but he didn't expect to have today. It's a pity that Feng Lan's complacency didn't last long, a man's instinct would always let him find a way, but the final breakthrough was as tough as he used to be. Feng Lan frowned and said, "Take it easy!" Ding Xiaoye was quite vengeful, panting with an eye for an eye: "No." Feng Lan couldn't say anything else, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling that she picked out by herself swayed like stars on the sea.She was crumpled, pinched, crushed under his hands... turned into red-hot quicksand, which slipped from his fingers, but when it touched the ground, she fainted like a drop of water and melted into the hot red ground, leaving only the last wisp of smoke and dust . "Didn't you say that you were in severe pain earlier?" Feng Lan questioned Ding Xiaoye afterwards. "Yeah!" Half of his body was still pressed against her, "It hurts even more now, and I don't want to move anywhere. Go and get me a glass of water." It was wise for them to bring their birthday meal earlier, as there would be no dinner afterwards anyway. Of course a birthday cake was not on the plan either.At night, Feng Lan found a box of quick-frozen pizza in the refrigerator, heated it in the microwave, and blew out the birthday candles on it. "Why do you wish to be so pious?" Ding Xiaoye found her seriousness quite interesting. Feng Lan said: "I can't tell you, it won't work if I tell you." She waits for her promised day.Doesn't it mean that all pious people deserve this day?Filling his stomach hastily, Ding Xiaoye asked Feng Lan to trim his hair that covered his eyes.Feng Lan sometimes cuts her own bangs, this request is not complicated for her.She also shaved Ding Xiaoye's beard along the way. When the thin blades were running on the tight skin, any man would look more honest. "Ding Xiaoye, tell me the truth, from the bottom of your heart, just one sentence." Feng Lan's hand gently pressed his chin, and the blade stayed near his Adam's apple. Ding Xiaoye opened his closed eyes and looked at Feng Lan's face up close. Her loose hair was hanging by his ears.His fingertips were warm, the blade was cold, and his Adam's apple moved slightly. "actually, I……" "Say it!" Feng Lan almost couldn't hold back the urgency in his heart. "Actually, I found that you are ugly when you're drunk. Don't drink so much in the future, and don't be ashamed." After he finished speaking, he laughed wantonly, his skin vibrated, and he rubbed the blade.Annoyed, Feng Lan threw the blade and slapped him in the face, "I'd rather die than surrender, right? Looks like I'm going to give you something hard!" Ding Xiaoye counterattacked, "Hardness is my specialty. In the face of a warrior with a firm belief, you must promise yourself with your body and overcome strength with softness."