“No comment! But you are advised not to presume to take a single step from here, much less to imagine that you can ventilate with the outside.”
He hadn’t even thought about it that way because, as he had checked long ago, there were no tools in here that could communicate with the outside. Cell phones, telephones, internet, none of it. No lips like one.
Just when Meng Yuhui couldn’t guess who this man who suddenly grabbed himself over was, he heard a black-clothed man suddenly run over and hurriedly say, “Sir has arrived!”
Meng Yuhui’s eyes tightened. It seemed that the person behind it was about to appear!
He recoiled and calmed down. Walked to the sofa in the hall and sat down, turning the TV on. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned back at first glance, and when he saw the visitor, his eyebrows suddenly austere, and he stood up with a huff, “You … Zige’s boyfriend?!”
Lan Yu Feng made a gesture, “Sit down and talk.”
After he finished speaking, he took the lead and sat down on the main seat, without the humility and harmlessness of the last time he saw Meng Yuhui, but with more of a king-like aura, as if with just a single look and a single movement, one couldn’t help but want to submit.
“Who the hell are you? Why did you bring me here? Give me back my ring.” It was a wedding ring, worn for him by his wife Mo Simin herself back then.
Compared to his excitement, Lan Yu Feng’s face remained unperturbed. “I gave the ring to the police, and in a few days the police will treat it as a relic and give it to your daughter.”
“Relic?” Meng Yuhui looked at him warily, “I’m alive and well now, where would I get a relic?”
“You don’t have to be so nervous.” Lan Yu Feng punctured him, slowly putting down the cane in his hand, speaking carelessly, “Divorcing and cutting off all contact with their mother and daughter, isn’t it because you’re worried that Zhuo Zhenbang will find them and drag them down? Now that you’re dead, not only will you be relieved, but they will also be able to rest easy.” I’m not sure if you’re going to be able to do that.
Meng Yu Hui was somewhat unable to understand this man.
“Who the hell are you? Why do you know so much?”
“Stay with me, not only are you safe, Meng Zige is also safe.” Lan Yu Feng didn’t reply to his words, he just raised his eyes slightly to look at him, “Until I take care of Zhuo Zhenbang, you’d better pretend you’re dead. Zhuo Zhenbang will never be able to find this place.”
“You’re protecting me?” Meng Yuhui barely grasped a sliver of information. Although this place was isolated from the world, Zhuo Zhenbang really couldn’t hurt him anymore.
Lan Yu Feng stood up and replied noncommittally, “After resolving Zhuo Zhenbang, I’ll let you go.”
After saying that, he raised his steps and walked out. However, only walked out one step, and then stopped his footsteps. Hand, subconsciously gripped the cane tightly, slowly turned around, eyes sullenly looking at Meng Yuhui, “Back then, why in the end, after already stepping on Qi’s feet, you gave up all the glory and riches, and Zhuo Zhenbang had a falling out?”
Meng Yuhui was astonished, obviously not expecting Lan Yu Feng to know all this. “How do you know so much?”
How is it that he’s so young and yet he knows all about this old coming-of-age stuff? Who the hell is he?
“You just have to answer me.” Lan Yu Feng looked at him with cold eyes.
Meng Yuhui slowly sighed, with a few moments of depression on his face. His thoughts, back in the past …
“The war in the shopping mall is nothing more than a war of attrition, when I infiltrated Qi’s with Zhuo Zhenbang, I can only say that Qi Nightjar was a little less wary of us. But I never thought that Zhuo Zhenbang wanted to force Qi Nightjob to die, and I can’t agree with … those disgraceful things he did after that.” Thinking of those disgraceful things in the past, Meng Yuhui’s tone became embarrassed and heavy, “So, to the extent that the talks with him fell apart later on, it was also a matter of course.”
Listening to Meng Yu Hui’s narration, Lan Yu Feng’s breathing became much heavier and suppressed. In his mind, all that flashed back and forth was the image of his mother screaming ‘help’ in humiliation in front of him.
Women’s Broken Clothes … Men’s Harsh …
Cruel and dirty memories came pouring out. The tall figure shook, and he could barely stand on his feet. Meng Yuhui glanced at him, “Are you okay?”
Lan Yu Feng barely stabilized himself, regaining his earlier calmness and taciturnity. He just raised his eyes to look at Meng Yuhui, “There are prepared ingredients in the kitchen, make a few dishes for me to take away.”
Meng Yuhui was only surprised for a moment, but immediately figured out, “For Zige? Okay, I’ll cook it right away.”
He paused for a moment, then sighed and looked pleadingly at Lan Yu Feng, “That child must not feel good in her heart, so help me persuade her. Let her think a little more openly.”
Lan Yu Feng glanced at him and finally nodded shallowly, “I know.”
Eyes set to solve the cocoa. When Zige woke up, her side was empty. Thinking about her father, a huge mourning surged from her chest, so painful that she almost fainted again. Staring woodenly at the ceiling, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, wetting the pillow at once.
She is without a father …
From then on, the mountain that had sheltered her from the wind and rain since she was a child, she would never have again …
No wonder when she was skating last night, Lan Yu Feng told her over and over again that she had to walk bravely without anyone’s help. She should have thought of it …
Footsteps abruptly came through the door, and Zige opened her eyes blurrily.
“Daddy, I want to go in and see Mommy.” It was Little Bean’s pleading voice.
“Mommy may not be awake yet, but you’re already two hours late for class.” Lan Yu Feng reminded his son in a deep voice.
Little Bean beamed, “Then I’ll just take a quiet peek through the door, I’ll be sure not to disturb Mommy.”
Lan Yu Feng didn’t want the child to see her lost in thought. It wouldn’t help her, but would instead scare the child. Just as he was about to let someone take the child away, the closed door, however, was abruptly pulled open from the inside.
Zi Ge was wearing white mulberry silk pajamas, barefoot, standing in the doorway. Her eyes were red and swollen, but she forced herself to swallow her tears, and a faint smile barely raised on her small face.
“Little Bean …”
“Mommy.” Little Bean was so happy to see Mommy. The tiny body enthusiastically pounced on it.
Zige crouched down and just held him close. Smelling the scent of milk on the child’s body, and thinking that her father hadn’t even seen his grandson for a second, the tip of her nose flared up with acid again. But she bit her lip and held it back hard, resting her lower jaw on the child’s head.
“Mommy was carried in by Uncle Yannan last night, and it scared people!”
“Isn’t Mommy fine now? On the contrary, isn’t it time for you to go to class? Skipping class is not a good boy.” Ziggy stepped back and nudged the tip of her son’s little nose.
Little Bean smiled in embarrassment, “Right away.”
He gave Mommy a smooch on the cheek and said goodbye to Daddy before he finally ran away with his little book bag ‘thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump’.
Watching the child disappear into her eyes, Zi Ge gradually became misty before her eyes. She crouched down, too weak to get up. Lan Yu Feng bent down and picked her up, feeling that solid embrace, Zi Ge still could not hold back, her arms wrapped around his neck, her small face buried in his chest, and she could not help but lose her voice and cry.
“Don’t cry.” He dumped her on the bed.
Her arms, dependent, wrapped around him, crying, “Lan Yu Feng, what should I do? I never thought … my dad would go away like this …”
The cry, the sad vicissitudes, makes the heart pity …
Lan Yu Feng patted her back and spoke in a low voice, “Calm down. Meng Zige, with me, everything will be fine.”
Menzie Ge, I’m here.
Menzie Ge, when you have no one to rely on, you still have me.
Montague, give me your hand.
Last night’s words, crashing into her mind, overlapped with these words, and hit her heart one after the other. Zi Ge huffed and suddenly hugged him tightly against all odds. With her tear-streaked face, she hid deeply into Lan Yu Feng’s arms, greedily breathing in his scent.
At least, for this moment … he is still …
“I helped you take a leave of absence from the hospital.” Waiting until she had stabilized a little, Lan Yu Feng spoke to her. Bending over, he pressed the bell above the bed, and immediately a maid pushed a meal in and set up another small table on the bed.
Ziggy pressed tissues to her eyes, which were swollen like walnuts, and whispered, “I can’t eat right now.”
“You have to try the flavor even if you can’t eat it.” Lan Yu Feng glanced at her, “I just bought this from ‘Ru Realm Xuan’.”
Confucian Realm Xuan was the number one ranked old restaurant in the city, and the flavor was never anything but mouth-watering. When the servants brought out the dishes one by one, Zige looked out of her mind, her eyes moist again.
“Lan Yu Feng …”
She called to him softly.
“Hmm?” He sat on the edge of the bed and took a spoon and stuck it in the bowl of rice she was following.
“Why are you … suddenly so nice to me?” She couldn’t help but ask after all.
Lan Yu Feng’s movements paused for a moment, raising his head and glancing at her, “You are the child’s mother. This reason, is it enough?”
“Oh, I see …,” Ziggy’s tone lowered a bit, holding the spoon in place.
Lan Yu Feng always looked at her with his head hung down, seeing that she didn’t move, he pursed his lips and his eyes shifted, “If you think this isn’t enough, I can give you another reason.”
Zige lifted her head to look at him. His eyes, far-reaching like the ocean, bottomless. At this moment, but there is a complex tide of love floating, open his lips, fell words that made Zi Ge shocked: “Meng Zi Ge, let’s try dating.”
When Lan Yu Feng said those words, Zi Ge was completely confused and only felt that her mind was blank. For a long time, until Lan Yu Feng said that he would give her more time to think about it she snapped back to her senses, looking at that handsome face, she unexpectedly did not know what to say.
It all came so suddenly, she wasn’t prepared for it at all.
Zige held her bowl, dryly chewing her rice, and would not be able to resist occasionally looking up to peek at him. When she met his line of sight, she lowered her head again.
Heartbeat, unusually fast.
Lan Yu Feng didn’t say anything, took his chopsticks and put the dish into Zi Ge’s bowl. Zi Ge chewed a bite, her movements froze for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and eagerly ate two more bites.
“Slow down, no one is stealing from you.” Lan Yu Feng’s tone was flat.
Ziggy’s tears, falling into the bowl. “It smells like Daddy …”
Of course there would be, because, of course, these were all made by Meng Yuhui himself.
“Then eat more.”
Zige cried and laughed, tears smashing one by one into the bowl, “Can … I eat this often in the future?”
“Uh-huh. It’s not hard.” He returned her without hesitation.
Holding the bowl and looking at him, Zi Ge’s heart was filled with gratitude. Her lips moved, she still could not help but ask: “Just now the words … you are sincere?”
Lan Yu Feng glanced at her, his eyes deep, floating with emotions that she could not understand. But, solemnly nodded, “Uh-huh.”
Ziggy hugged the bowl and cried and laughed.
The heart covered with sad vicissitudes, until this moment a little bit of comfort, she looked at him with red eyes, “Then let … us try it.”
Lan Yu Feng’s cell phone suddenly rang, he glanced at Zi Ge and pursed his lips, “It’s a call from the police, there should be other information.”
Ziggy immediately paused in her movements and raised her face. He whispered, “You eat first.”