Feng Shiwen was very anxious, as if she was eager to clarify a fact, but felt helpless that no one believed her.
"Really, if you don't believe me, you can ask her - see if she said this back then!"
Feng Moyan stared at her, his expression stunned, but it was only for a moment before he became firm again: "Even if she said it back then, I believe there is a reason. But now I only care about the present, and there is no point in pursuing the past.
"
"elder brother!"
"Shiwen, if you still recognize me as your brother, stop trying to separate Qianqian and me. Even if we put aside our feelings, just for the sake of our three children, I will continue to have a good relationship with her."
Feng Moyan knew that he had paid a heavy price for missing once, and now he could not do it again no matter what.
He believed in Qian Qian and would never doubt her again.
As long as they can be together, it doesn't matter whether she loves him or not.
Being able to get along day and night, and being able to reunite as a family, this happiness has long surpassed the love between two people.
Of course, if Qianqian doesn't resist his closeness and allows him to enjoy the greasy taste occasionally, that would be the icing on the cake.
At this age, vigorous and intoxicating love is already outdated.
Thinking of this, Feng Moyan felt a little more at ease. He looked at his sister and advised, "You are not in good health, so you should take good care of yourself. Don't worry about these things about me."
"Brother, do you think my parents and I will turn a blind eye to your bad life and not worry about it at all?"
"How do you know I'm not doing well?"
Feng Shiwen looked him up and down, "You've gotten into this miserable situation now, and you still think you're living a good life? And you're being deceived, but you don't know it at all! She's defrauded you of all your wealth. You
return……"
"Shiwen!" Feng Moyan interrupted his sister, holding back his displeasure, and reiterated, "Everything was done voluntarily by me, and she did not steal it by any means. Moreover, she and I are a family, and those properties are in
It doesn’t matter whose name it is on.”
"You and her are a family...what about us? Aren't we your family anymore..."
Feng Shiwen smiled sadly, and without waiting for her brother's response, she lowered her eyelashes and said lightly: "That's right...we are indeed not relatives to you. You didn't even tell us when your eyes were healed.
You didn't tell us when you were hospitalized again after you came back. You didn't care about my mother when she was sick. I was about to die... and you didn't even care."
Feng Moyan was originally angry and didn't even want to say another word to his sister, but when he heard her last words, his expression became serious and serious, "What did you say? Are you about to die? What's going on?"
Recalling that he had indeed not cared about his sister during this period, Feng Moyan felt guilty, and his tone was a little gentler: "I remember mom said that you had another surgery a few months ago, is it because you are not recovering well?"
Feng Shiwen originally wanted to tell the truth, but she didn't know what came to mind when she said the words, and a sudden thought came to her: "My body is not like that. Repairing it is just delaying time. Maybe I will wake up one day when I fall asleep."
If he doesn’t come, he’s going to die..."
So that’s it.
Feng Moyan breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him: "Don't think nonsense. Didn't the doctor say that you wouldn't live to be twenty? You see, it's been several years, and you are still fine. You have to believe in doctors and medicine."
Ah……
Feng Shiwen sneered in her heart, feeling extremely disappointed with this brother.
When he was a child, he loved and pampered her so much, but now, even his words of concern are so perfunctory and casual.
In his eyes and in his heart, there were only Yang Qianyu and their children.
She finally understood that this eldest brother no longer belonged to her.
Only she retains those beautiful memories and is nostalgic for the brother-sister relationship.
Seeing her sad face, Feng Moyan suddenly stopped talking and stared at her. He couldn't bear it, and asked with concern: "Do your parents know that you came to my place? Are you currently hospitalized or going to a nursing home for treatment?
, or go home to live?”
"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and go home." In the last days of her life, she did not want to stay in the hospital and waste time.
In her hurried and short life, she spent most of her time in the hospital.
"How is mom's health?"
"If you care, why don't you call and ask?"
Feng Moyan's face became calmer, and his tone showed helplessness, "When I called, Mom started talking about those commonplace topics..." In the end, they broke up unhappy.
He simply stopped fighting so as not to make his mother angry.
"Mom is doing this for your own good. She and my father have also worked hard in their lives. They have been worried about giving birth to a daughter like me for more than 20 years. I originally thought you were their pride, but who knew that you turned against them because of a woman. Stand.
From the perspective of parents, they are the most painful, sad and miserable people."
Feng Moyan only agreed with half of this.
"In fact, they can also be happy in their later years, take care of themselves and have children and grandchildren around their knees, but they can't think of it. Shiwen, if you are closer to your mother, you can persuade her more, weigh the pros and cons and enjoy the present - our family could have stopped making trouble.
It’s like this.”
Feng Shiwen raised her eyes, looked at her brother, and couldn't help but sneer.
She came here with the intention of finally persuading him to cut off his relationship with that woman and cut the knot quickly.
But now he actually asked himself to persuade his mother to let go of his prejudice against that woman and accept her?
After she laughed, she shook her head again and murmured in a daze: "Brother... you may be a good father and you will be a good husband in the future, but you are definitely not a good son. You will definitely regret it in the future."
After leaving these words, Feng Shiwen motioned to her aunt to come over and push the wheelchair, then turned and left.
Watching his sister's back, Feng Moyan's face was cold and deep.
That last sentence always seemed to him to have a profound meaning.
However, I couldn't figure out what the deep meaning was.
Feng Shiwen left, and the ward door was pushed open again. It was Gong Beize who came.
"Mo Yan, are you bullying your sister again? She ignored me when I said hello." Gong Beize has been busy for a few days since he came back, and today he finally has time to come to the hospital to see his friend.
Feng Moyan came back to his senses and explained: "If you have time these days, help me check on Shiwen's physical condition."
Gong Beize was surprised, "What do you mean? If you care about her, just ask her directly in person."
"She was speaking ambiguously."
"Okay, I'll check back later." After Master Gong sat down, he stared at him and suddenly asked gossipingly, "You and Qianyu... are you okay these two days?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Just... were there any quarrels, or cold wars and awkwardness..."
Feng Moyan and he could be said to have grown up wearing the same pants, and they knew each other very well.
Seeing that there was something in his words and it was not just gossip, Feng Moyan frowned slightly and said in a more serious tone: "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."
"Oh, it's nothing..." Gong Beize suddenly smiled and changed the subject, "How is your recovery? Did the doctor say when you will be discharged?"
He was so abnormal, Feng Moyan was even more convinced that he knew something and was hiding it, his face turned colder: "Are you deliberately bullying me into being unable to move? There is nothing you can do about it, right?"