“Go to bed early.” He explained, but his tone was even.
“Good …” she said, even her tone was bleak. After a moment’s silence, she looked up again, “Right.”
“Hmm?” He bent his head to look at her.
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you for a while” she paused and took a deep breath, “I’m sorry about your wife. I didn’t realize it would be this bad …”
“I don’t want to talk about the past. The past is the past.” In his eyes, there were no waves of emotions, even his tone was flat.
It was as if, that incident, it really did just breeze by, on a cloud.
Ziggy was stunned.
It suddenly felt that the man who was sad for Zhuo Yunruo that day was too unreal.
Could it be that the current him really doesn’t care about Zhuo Yunruo’s death anymore? Can he really be so free with his feelings?
Such a Lan Yu Feng made Zi Ge puzzled and frightened. Is he really heartless, or has he hidden his heart too deeply? If he is really a heartless man, fall in love with him, only afraid that in the end will end up in a corpse …
Lying despondently on the bed, Zige touched her injured ankle again. The heat of his palm seemed to remain there, seeping into her skin. The injury was now much more comfortable.
She closed her eyes and resolved not to think about those things about Lan Yu Feng anymore. After all, one could not guess him ….
Almost about to fall asleep, the cell phone resting on her ear suddenly rang in the middle of the night. Confused, she touched her cell phone, and when she saw the number flashing on the screen, her sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden.
It’s actually the mother!
It must be something important for you to call yourself this late.
“Mom, why are you calling so late?” Busy picked up the phone and asked.
“Xiao Zi … Xiao Zi, mom does not live …” Mo Simin cried out in pain over there, in the dead of night, through the airwaves came, unusually poignant, “mom Live and what strength ah?”
Zige broke out in a cold sweat. Growing up, she had never seen her mom shed a single tear, let alone say such words.
“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me.” She lifted the covers and got up, talking to her mother as she opened the cupboard to get her clothes. The hand holding the phone was shaking vaguely.
“Xiaozi, mom is really … really can not live. Live so many years, did not expect … “Mo Simin can not say, only a strong cry.
“Mom, where’s Dad? Is Dad around? You give him the phone so I can talk to him.” Zige couldn’t ask anything and was anxious, taking the phone with one hand and unzipping the nightgown on her body with the other.
But over there, Mo Simin cried even harder, and suddenly ‘snapped’ and dropped the phone. Zi Ge was so anxious that she immediately called back, but the phone was never answered. She dialed Meng Yu Hui’s phone instead, but it was the same.
Panicked, she ripped the last button of her nightgown off with shaking hands. The door to the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
She twisted her head around to see Lan Yu Feng standing outside the door in his robe.
His line of sight fell on her half-open nightgown, his deep pupils suddenly tightened, Lan Yu Feng took a deep breath before he barely managed to calmly open his mouth, “What’s wrong?”
It was fine if she didn’t ask, but as soon as she did, Zi Ge’s eyes instantly turned red. Tears were falling down.
She’s never been more terrified than at this moment …
Looking at the tears, Lan Yu Feng almost didn’t think much about it, taking a step closer, he embraced the unclothed her in his arms. The warmth of his arms made her instantly unable to control herself, all the emotions in her heart pouring out in a steady stream.
Both hands curled tight, resting on his shoulders as she whimpered in shock and fear. Forgetting that she was wearing the equivalent of nothing at all at the moment.
Tears, falling in the nape of his neck, penetrated his heart, cool and refreshing. He subconsciously tightened his arms, his palms patting her back, his eyes falling on the clothes she turned out, “What happened?”
“I … have to go home.” She huffed, her words breaking off.
“Now?” It’s 0 o’clock.
“Something’s wrong at home, something must be wrong … I’ve never seen mom cry …” she muttered. The collection is just available.
Lan Yu Feng could vaguely guess something, patted her shoulder and made the fastest arrangements, “Wipe your tears and get dressed. I’ll go drive.”
Hearing his arrangement, Zige then snapped back to her senses.
A slight chill in his chest.
It was only when he looked down that he realized his nightgown was open, and from top to bottom, the inside was clearly visible. And …
To top it all off, her half-naked body was now completely plastered in his arms.
Blushing, she immediately turned away in alarm, closing her skirt around herself and hugging herself tightly, tears still frozen in the corners of her eyes, “You … you go out first.”
Looking at her slightly trembling back, I only felt that she looked unusually delicate at this moment.
Delicate?
Is this a sympathy flood now?
Lan Yu Feng would also have sympathy? This was a bit of a joke. In his world, all that remains is the roiling darkness …
“I’ll meet you downstairs, you come down.” Pursing his lips, he closed the door and stepped out, holding his cane.
Only when the door closed, listening to the sound of his footsteps fading away, did Zige turn her face to look. On her face, she was so red that she could almost drip blood.
Days!
She just actually … jumped into his arms in this unclothed state?
He couldn’t have mistaken himself for deliberately seducing him, could he?
What a disgrace!
Zige mourned to the extreme, but when she thought of that phone call from her mother, where did she have the heart to care so much? Hurriedly dressed, took her cell phone, and ran downstairs. The pain in her feet was terrible, but she couldn’t care less, she could only endure it.
When she went downstairs, she saw that Lan Yu Feng was already fully dressed and waiting for her in the hall.
“You drove me there?” Ziggy was a little surprised.
“How else are you going to get there?” Lan Yu Feng apparently found her question a bit redundant and had already entered the elevator and pressed the negative floor. Seeing that she was still standing outside the elevator, he glanced at her, “Still not coming in?”
Ziggy naturally wasn’t pretentious.
At this hour, it’s hard enough to get a cab here. Besides, it wasn’t safe to take a cab. She stepped into the elevator before she whispered, “Thank you.”
Along the way, Zi Ge had been constantly dialing the phone. However, the phone couldn’t be reached once, she was desperate to the extreme, thinking of her mother’s earlier despair and pathos, she couldn’t help the tears falling down again.
Two tissues, silently handed to the heel. She raised her eyes and ran into a pair of deep, bottomless eyes.
“Take it.”
“Thank … you,” she put the tissue over her eyes, but, the tears were still pouring out in a steady stream. Not wanting Lan Yu Feng to see her fragile appearance, she turned her face away and looked straight out the window.
“Hold your horses for a moment, maybe things aren’t as bad as you think.”
In the quiet and narrow carriage, his voice was as flat as ever, but inexplicably had a kind of magic power to stabilize people’s hearts.
Ziggy sniffled, “My mom … never loses her cool like that …”
“You have to allow that elders have moments of vulnerability.” Lan Yu Feng’s eyes skimmed over her hands clenched so tightly that the fingertips almost pinched into her flesh.
Ziggy shook her head, “If anything happened to my parents … I really can’t imagine …”
Hearing her words, Lan Yu Feng couldn’t help but look at her twice more.
At the moment, she was so close to him, all her sorrow and worry, he could see it clearly.
How worried she is now and will be in the future …
How much she must hate herself …
Thinking of this, Lan Yu Feng subconsciously gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles surfacing pale.
He never uttered a word, only heard her husky voice coming softly.
“I have been an orphan since I was a child, if it wasn’t for my parents, I might have starved to death on the streets by now …” Her voice with trembling and fragile, diffused in the narrow carriages, only a soft sentence, but like something knocking on Lan Yu Feng’s heart.
He didn’t say anything, suddenly reached over and took one of her hands and held it in his hand. His palm was warm, her hand, however, was so cold that it had no temperature.
Ten fingers touched and she shivered slightly, subconsciously glancing at him.
“Don’t abuse yourself.” His tone remained light, his eyes focused on the road ahead like it wasn’t without waves of emotion at all.
Lowering her head, Zi Ge saw the crescent marks in her hand that she had pinched out, and then looked at the hands that she had clasped with him, and her heart became momentarily more vulnerable.
Light and shadow flowed over each other’s faces, and feeling the warmth of his palm, Zige’s uneasy heart settled a little.
Hands, curled up in his palm, so warm, reassuring …
Lan Yu Feng had only stopped the car when Zi Ge had already broken free of his hand and couldn’t wait to rush down the road, limping.
Looking at the empty palm of his hand, he was stunned for a moment, as if the warmth that belonged to her was still there, but everything was far away again.
Empty, straight to the heart, an unspeakable feeling gripped him, smothering him.
It was a feeling that disgusted him from the bottom of his heart.
Pushing the door open, he got out after her.
Standing outside the door, Zi Ge was still a little bit unable to settle down. There was a weight on her shoulder, and his large palm seemed to be soothing, pressing down on her shoulder. With his other hand, he already went to press the doorbell.
The doorbell rang for several moments before Ziggy finally heard movement from inside. As soon as the door was pulled open, she gasped in shock. Only to see Mo Simin standing in the doorway with her hair draped over her head, her face so pale that people didn’t dare to look directly at her. Obviously, she had cried too much, and her eyes were red and swollen. However, the most alarming thing was …
In those eyes, boundless darkness and despair. It was as if, at this moment, she was facing the end of days.
“Mom …,” Ziggy called out low, her voice already dark.
When Mo Simin saw her daughter at this moment, she would not even leave tears in her eyes. Only staring at her woodenly, she turned around woodenly and went in. Zi Ge was so shocked that she changed her shoes and turned her head to prepare shoes for Lan Yu Feng before following her in.
“Mom, you tell me what’s going on!” She followed behind Mo Simin.
Mo Simin was leaning back in the sofa, seemingly with a headache, her hand propped up on her forehead. Hearing her daughter ask, the bottom of her unfocused eyes became even more gray. Zi Ge squatted by the sofa and held Mo Simin’s cold hands, ”Mom, talk to me properly. Where’s Dad? How come he’s not home at this hour?”
“Your father …” Hearing her daughter mention her husband, Mo Simin’s eyes shifted, but it was a deep heartache and hatred.
Lan Yu Feng stood aside, vaguely guessing what it might be. Turned around, and went ahead and poured two cups of water for the mother and daughter. Walking back into the hall again, he heard Mo Simin’s sobbing pain, “Your father that bastard … is actually raising a mistress outside … is this age, he is shameless! Asshole! Shameless!”
“Little … three?” Zi Ge was shocked by this news, half a long time back to God. The father she remembered, upright, honest, hardworking, and, loved this family, loved her mother even more, how could …
“Mom, are you mistaken?” Not to mention that this news was unacceptable to her mother, but as a daughter herself, she also found it unbelievable.