Ye Lai was playing with a brush on Feng Yan's desk, drawing something on the rice paper from time to time.
Perhaps out of boredom, Feng Yuan also came over to paint with her, saying, "Ye Lai, I feel like I'm really a delayed painter."
There was a nearly two-meter-long piece of paper in front of Feng Wan. She was making bold moves, holding a brush and scribbling on it without knowing what to draw.
Until she was so happy with her handwriting that she praised herself: "It's great. The picture I drew of Along the River During the Qingming Festival is very beautiful!"
Ye Lai walked over curiously and tilted his head to look.
She admired it for a long time, then she pointed at the paintings on the rice paper that were so densely packed that you couldn't even tell what they were, "Is this a picture of visiting graves during the Qingming Festival?"
Feng Wan: "..."
"You've already painted the stone as a tomb." Ye Lai asked.
"Pa-ta-" Feng Yuan slammed the brush on the table, "I won't draw anymore."
The two of them sat on the balcony and drank drinks. The spring breeze was refreshing.
Feng Yuan suddenly said seriously: "My brother asked me to take the computer certificate, saying that he was going to take me to do intelligence together. But..."
Ye Lai listened carefully, "But what?"
"But I don't like communicating with people." Feng Wan looked rarely serious, "I like the kind of job where I can do things quietly. I don't want to have contact with people, socialize, or entertain."
From a young age, her impressions were all scenes of her parents arguing, and her father's image was even more serious and angry. Every time she saw her, her father's eyes were not very kind.
So deep down in his heart, Feng Wan was particularly afraid of communicating with him.
My mother cried every day during those years, and her brother was busy studying. Over time, she fell in love with eating, and it seemed that only eating like crazy could make her feel better.
That kind of life lasted for many years, and it developed her unwillingness to communicate with others. She usually only laughed and laughed with family members. If it were an outsider, she would just yell to cover up her timidity.
For example, the first time she met Ye Lai, she almost got into a fight with Ye Lai.
But Feng Wan would not easily say those thoughts in her heart, not even to her own brother.
She also wants to help her eldest brother, but she... doesn't seem to be able to do it well.
"Ye Lai, I'm stupid. I'm not as smart as my brother. I'm also fat. In fact, many people say that I don't look like a child of the Feng family. There is no one as fat as me in our family. I know I'm bad."
Feng Wan suddenly lowered his head.
Ye Lai clearly felt her loss.
At this moment, Leif slipped into the study silently and wandered around alone in the study for a long time.
Ye Lai thought for a moment, "If you don't like communicating with others...then find a job that doesn't require communication."
"How can there be a job that doesn't require communication at all?" Feng Wan felt a little negative for a while.
"have."
Feng Wan suddenly raised his head, looking at Lefu who made the sound with sparks in his eyes.
Leif said: "Forest ranger."
Feng Wan: "...Get out of here! How can any girl become a ranger? Moreover, those deep mountains and old forests are so dangerous!"
Leif's eyes flickered and his head moved up and down, as if he was looking at her figure.
It spoke repeatedly but still couldn't speak smoothly: "When you travel in the dark and encounter wild beasts, they will think that they have encountered a bear and they will definitely run away immediately."
Feng Yuan covered his heart: "..."
Maybe he noticed that her face turned dark, so Leif changed his words again: "Or, the undertaker."
It added: "The mortician has no colleagues, no negotiation, and no entertainment. As for your clients, if nothing else, they will never communicate with you in this life."
Feng Yuan beat her chest and looked at Ye Lai without tears: "...I beg you, take it away!"
Ye Lai stood up and said seriously: "I think it's right. Don't you want a career that doesn't require communication?"
Feng Wan roared: "That's so scary! What if someone scammed the corpse..."
"Even if it's a fake corpse, it should be a ghost that's afraid." Lefu said as he hid behind Ye Lai and said quietly: "It should consider whether it can beat you."
“Holy shit!!!”
Feng Wan burst into flames and couldn't hold it back any longer. He nimbly rushed behind Ye Lai, grabbed Ye Lai and beat him up!
Listening to the sound of thunder and bang, Ye Lai silently walked away from the battlefield.
"Make your mouth dry!"
"You stinky guy!"
Feng Wan beat her for a while, until her hands hurt, and then she stopped. She put her hands on her hips and looked at Leif, "Humph!"
Leif turned his head quietly and raised his head.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Yuan shouted.
Lefu's voice remained unchanged: "Okay, calm down, are you?"
Feng Yuan looked startled.
Lefu stood up, and when he stretched out his iron hand, Feng Yuan was startled.
Until the iron hand gently patted her on the top of her head, she heard Leif say: "You can do it, it's great. Just calm down, it'll be fine."
After saying that, Leif turned around and slid away.
Feng Wan stood there for a long time, until her eyes were blank.
After a while, Feng Wan came downstairs and walked silently to Lefu.
Leif turned his head and looked at her.
Feng Yuan hesitated for a long time and then said awkwardly: "I... I'm being too harsh, huh?"
But Leif shook his head and said mechanically: "I don't feel any pain."
"I'm sorry." Feng Wan lowered his head and apologized.
Laifu nodded up and down and said silently: "It's okay, Laifu will protect you."
Feng Wan was moved for a moment, her face was full of the squeamishness of a daughter, "Then you are still angry with me."
Leif spun on the spot, like a hot wheel, "I can protect you, but I won't hinder you. I'll piss you off."
Feng Wan: "..."
Damn, Bai was touched.
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evening.
Ye Lai received a call from Feng Yan, "Hello?"
"Ye Lai, I won't go back for dinner tonight. I'll ask Liu Tan to go back and prepare dinner for you. I'll be back soon." Feng Yan reported to her softly.
Ye Lai was silent for a while, then sat on the sofa and swayed his feet, "Then you should come back early."
"Okay, you have to be good." Feng Yan kissed her on the phone and said, "Kiss me."
Ye Lai held the phone and kissed for a while, "Bop!"
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After hanging up the phone, Feng Yan motioned to the driver: "Go to the old house."
This place is a bit far from the old house, so Feng Yan deliberately left work early and rushed over to have a meal with her grandma.
Only after it became completely dark did Feng Yan arrive at the old house.
There is no one else at home except Grandma Feng.
Dinner was ready, and Grandma Feng seemed to have been waiting for him.
"Come on, the food is almost cold." Grandma Feng greeted her with a smile.
Feng Yan washed his hands and went over. When he saw the things on the table, he was a little surprised: "Why did grandma think of drinking?"
"I have nothing to do, so I have to relax, old lady." Grandma Feng smiled, "Pour a glass for Feng Yan and drink with grandma."
Naturally, Feng Yan would not refuse, "You drink less."
Grandma Feng clinked glasses with him and each took a sip.
He understands the feelings of his elders, but understanding is understanding, and acceptance is another matter.
The rules of the Feng family are relatively strict. Even Feng Yan must abide by the rules.
The meal was not eaten slowly.
When the second glass of wine was in her mouth, Grandma Feng repeated it again: "Feng Yan, don't blame Grandma."
Feng Yan raised his eyes, his eyes a little dazed, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. You drank a lot. Go upstairs and rest for a while before leaving." Grandma Feng looked at him with a smile.
Feng Yan lowered his head and pressed his fingertips to his temples.
He didn't know why, but he had a headache after a few glasses of wine.
"That's fine."
The housekeeper helped him go upstairs to rest until the restaurant was empty and a woman came out of the kitchen.
Grandma Feng looked up at her, "Don't forget, what did you promise me?"
The woman in front of her slowly raised her head. This person was none other than Cheng Yinuan.
Cheng Yinuan nodded, "I remember, grandma."
"Feng Yan is a child with a very strong sense of responsibility. If something happens to you, he will never ignore it. If you tell that Ye Lai then, I don't believe she can still stay with Feng Yan."
Grandma Feng stared at the second floor, "You go up."
Cheng Yinuan turned around and went upstairs, his face full of nervousness and a hint of excitement.