He knocked on the door gently. This was the first time Du Feng had officially knocked on the door since he was so old.

Yang Ziru in the office heard the knock on the door and quickly got up and walked over. She didn't know who was coming. Perhaps the doctor from the hospital came to find Xu Wanting, and she needed to tell her that Xu Wanting was not here.

The moment after opening the door, the smile on Yang Ziru's face instantly frozen.

Du Feng stood outside the door with a smile on his face as usual.

No matter how Yang Ziru thought about it, she would never have thought it would be him!

After being stunned for a long time, Yang Ziru's face turned red and she said carefully: "Are you here to find Wanting? Wanting isn't there."

"I'm here to find you, Wanting tells me you're here." Du Feng smiled bitterly. Facing her, she looked very natural on the surface, but in fact, because of the complicated and entangled heart, she was uncomfortable all over.

"Come to find me?" Yang Ziru's delicate face twitched slightly. She had thought about meeting Du Feng again many times. The previous time was a nightmare, and this time, it moved her.

"Since you are all here, it would be too unreasonable if I hide." Du Feng smiled and said, "Can you go in and talk?"

"Come in!" Yang Ziru waved her hand very ladylike, very polite, they were like strangers.

Du Feng moved his foot in, endured the abdominal pain and tried hard to persevere.

After walking a few steps, Du Feng stood there, sweat beads of beans on his head explaining the pain he had endured. After walking so far, he was really tired.

"By the way! You are injured! I actually forgot." Yang Ziru suddenly remembered it, secretly blamed herself in her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"I can't even walk by myself now. Am I a waste?" Du Fengqiang squeezed out a smile and slowly sat on the sofa with her support.

"No! You lie down and it will be more comfortable!" Yang Ziru frowned. Xu Wanting had already introduced Du Feng's injury before. Such injuries may only be bedridden for ordinary people.

Du Feng waved his hand: "Just sit!"

"Are you here to find me specifically?" Xu Wanting was being condemned heavily in her heart, and Du Feng dragged the remains to come to find her.

"Yes! I have a lot to say, but I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't say it. It was my own problem before, and it has nothing to do with you." Du Feng smiled. His injury worsened, which was caused by Yang Ziru's indirection after entering the ward.

"No chance? What is this? It sounds like separation from life and death." Yang Ziru pursed her lips, and Du Feng's pain was seen in her eyes, as if she was enduring it.

"How are you doing?" Du Feng could never think of a better way to start a conversation except for greetings.

"It's OK! We have two branches in our store now, and the average daily income can reach 3,000." Yang Ziru replied.

"Is that so? I knew you could do it!" Du Feng was happy for her, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "By your ability, it will not be a problem to earn more than 10,000 yuan a day in just time. In a few years, you will be a millionaire."

Yang Ziru shook her head hard: "No! It's not me, but us! You and me, us."

"We?" Du Feng reached out to protect the wound, and almost knocked him down in pain.

"Yes! You paid for the store, you are the boss!" Yang Ziru was very sad. Du Feng actually threw himself out and did not classify himself as the store owner.

When planning and decorating the door-head house, Du Feng had a tender and sweet conversation with her. At that time, Yang Ziru said that she was working for Du Feng, but Du Feng insisted that the store belongs to both of them.

And now, from his words, he seemed to kick himself out!

"I haven't thought about this problem. Besides, I haven't put any effort into it since the opening of the business. You are the boss, that's of course." Du Feng smiled and said, "I'm living a good life, of course I've lived a good life before I was injured. It's not bad now, so don't think about anything for me."

"No! I'm going to get angry when you say this. I'm obviously going to run it with my heart, because the store is ours, you said it yourself." Yang Ziru said anxiously.

"Let's change this topic for the time being." Du Feng waved his hand, smiled, and said playfully: "Do you hate me?"

"I..." Yang Ziru reached out and wiped her eyes.

"I understand, that's right." Du Feng nodded slightly, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

"What do you understand? Are you saying that my heart is full of hatred, right?" Yang Ziru was also a little restrained. The two met, which was comparable to a conversation between strangers.

Everything that happened before disappeared silently, and those beautiful memories were all as faint as ice.

Du Feng did not reply and silently lowered his head. He did not have the courage to face her eyes. Yang Ziru was ruined by herself and she was seriously guilty.

"No! Really! Never. I remember we said a lot. I don't care what you think. No matter what our ending is, it doesn't matter. Don't feel ashamed of me, really, no need!" Yang Ziru held Du Feng's arm. She used to be because of support, but now, she doesn't know why, but she just doesn't want to let go.

"If you say that, I feel even more guilty." Du Feng shook his head and sighed deeply.

Yang Ziru's slightly changed face suddenly disappeared, and her face was cold: "Let's not say this anymore, okay? Can't we be a couple or a friend? There will be no more tedious things between friends. There is no need to think about things in the past and unwilling to think about them."

Yang Ziru couldn't bear to see Du Feng's mental pain after his physical injury. He was a good man, no matter what, he was a good man in her eyes.

"You can see it openly. The more you say this, the more I am too bad." Du Feng really wanted to kill him. Instead of being so ignorant of past grudges, Yang Ziru would rather scold him and make him feel more comfortable.

"I won't say it anymore! OK? Let's not say it anymore! I'll lift a piece of paper over. We are good friends now, okay?" Yang Ziru grabbed his arm tightly and gradually turned into a smiling face.

"Friend? I don't even deserve friends. Zi Ru, what do we say today? It's so-called "going together and separation". I want to finish it calmly, and then, in the future, we, you, don't come to me again." Du Feng said this with a smile, but it always gives people an unacceptable feeling.

Yang Ziru didn't know how to reply for a moment, and Du Feng said so ruthlessly that she couldn't stand it.

Du Feng smiled and said, "It is right to have your own life."

Yang Ziru couldn't describe the misery and Du Feng's words vaguely hurt people. It would be better to tell her directly that we can only be strangers.

"How long does it take for your injury to heal?" Yang Ziru didn't want to talk about those things, and she felt sad when she mentioned them.

"I don't know, I can't do anything now. I have lived for more than 20 years and feel like I'm so useless for the first time." Du Feng expressed his heart. He couldn't do anything without his sick bed.

"You have changed. I remember that you were a very confident person in the past. But why are you changing so much now?" Yang Ziru felt more and more uncomfortable as she thought about it. In the past, Du Feng was full of energy and arrogant, and there was very little in the world.

And now, his changes are not a little bit, decadent, or even no vitality.

"People always change, there is nothing. Think about it now, I was very ignorant before." Du Feng felt sad, and his injuries disturbed his heart that was so big that he was.

"Don't think so, okay? You said that, I want to cry." Yang Ziru rubbed her eyes, and her circles turned red.

The man she has always been in her heart, no matter what, she doesn't want to see Du Feng's current state.

No motivation for life, or even disheartened.

"Do you have nothing to say to me?" Du Feng raised his head again and looked into her eyes.

"I used to have a lot of things, but now, I don't know what to say." Yang Ziru wiped her tears and felt very distressed.

She didn't understand Du Feng's idea, why was he so heartless? He didn't even want to do anything to his friends!

"Don't cry, okay?" Du Feng reached out to wipe her tears.

"I want to cry so much! I have never felt this way." Yang Ziru could no longer help, from silent tears to crying loudly.

Du Feng looked at her silently, he couldn't stand her tears, all of this was his fault, and now it seemed that there was no chance to make up for it.

"Hug me! Please!" Yang Ziru begged with tears in her eyes.

Du Feng hesitated for a moment and finally took her into his arms.

The two of them had a hot and hot temperature even though they were separated by their clothes.

"I really don't care what the ending is. I don't know what you think, but I care about you very much." Yang Ziru's eyes were whirling, and she kept wiping her tears.

Du Feng silently put his arms around her shoulders.

He dared not express anything. Only by being determined can he accomplish great things, and determination is often a prerequisite for cruelty.

"I am different from ordinary people. I used to feel that people could change, but I felt that it was impossible. If you take a step, there is no possibility of turning back." Du Feng felt miserable. He was the leader of the Lion Dance Special Forces. The belief he had adhered to for so many years was difficult to change.

Even though he is doing everything now, Du Feng still acts according to the way of the King of Soldiers and cannot escape the shadow no matter what.

What you do and how you do have always been a common method.

"I don't care, I don't care." Yang Ziru moved closer, and her suppressed mood made her unnaturally make amazing moves.

Two hot lips were pressed against Du Feng's lips, the temperature was enough to melt the glacier.

Du Fengmu sat blankly, allowing her to kiss her passionately.

With a wet kiss, the two of them intertwined. During her passionate kiss, Du Feng was infected and finally began to respond actively.

The long kiss lasted for more than ten minutes.

Yang Ziru panted, tears dripping.

"I just want you to cheer up. In this world, even if you don't live for others, you should live for yourself at least!" Yang Ziru's persuasion made Du Feng really worry.

Du Feng licked his dry lips, which had the smell of Yang Ziru, which was so sweet that it was greasy.

"Living for yourself? It's meaningless." Du Feng gently pushed her away and smiled: "Forgot me, start a new life, promise me!"

Yang Ziru cried so hard that Du Feng's iron heart was hard to melt. Yang Ziru nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!