She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 311 I'm Lucky

Shen Manzhi walked out of the restaurant and saw Qin Yanfeng standing in front of the wall aquarium.

The man leaned against the wall in a casual posture, his eyes lowered to the piranha in the water. When he tilted his head and saw Shen Manzhi, a soft look appeared in his eyes.

"Are you full?"

Shen Manzhi actually didn't have much of an appetite. He needed to eat light food these past two days, and he was just interrupted by Wen Lin to talk about something, which made him even less appetite.

She looked at the person approaching and tilted her head slightly, "Want some more food?"

Before Wen Lin came down, Qin Yanfeng didn't eat much and was just taking care of her.

He had no objection and just thought that she was not full until he was taken to the kitchen and heard Shen Manzhi exchange a few words with the foreign chef in the local language.

When she turned around, her eyes were a little excited. Qin Yanfeng looked at her calmly, "You can't eat these now."

She was slightly stunned and raised her eyebrows, "Do you understand?"

"perhaps."

Qin Yanfeng had spent some time in North America, so this was not difficult for him.

He rolled up his sleeves, obviously ready to do it himself, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Wen Lin's eating habits also followed the local customs. The food on the table was basically Western food, which was naturally not as good as the domestic taste, and she couldn't get used to it.

Shen Manzhi curved his lips and put down his sleeves, "Tomorrow, I'll eat with you tonight."

Qin Yanfeng's expression froze slightly, then he laughed, raised his hand and rubbed her neck.

As soon as the smell of seafood cooking came out, Wen Lin came in, smelling the smell and asked, "What are you cooking?"

Just when he was about to scold Shen Manzhi, he shut up tactfully when he saw the intimate actions of the two.

Wen Lin looked away from the charcoal grill, swallowed inconspicuously, and looked at Shen Manzhi's leisurely expression, and said nonchalantly, "Didn't you eat enough tonight?"

Shen Manzhi tilted his head and smiled at him, "Want to eat together?"

Wen Lin took it and said, "Okay."

"Mr. Wen."

Qin Yanfeng looked at him gently and asked politely, "Could you please take me back to the Red Room later? It's too late and I can't tell the direction."

Wen Lin's scalp tingled for a moment, and the next second he met Shen Manzhi's cold gaze.

Her tone was slightly cold, "You let him live in the red room?"

"No," Wen Lin always felt that he would suffer if these two were together, and subconsciously wanted to explain, "This is the first time I met him, I don't know him like you do." Naturally, he had to be careful.

Halfway through the explanation, he felt something was wrong and frowned. Why did he feel that Qin Yanfeng said that on purpose?

Shen Manzhi nodded, "That's right, this is your territory after all, you can arrange it however you want."

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Qin Yanfeng said in a natural tone, "Then should I go over tonight?"

Shen Manzhi held his hand tightly and glanced at Wen Lin, "No, come with me."

Wen Lin was speechless until he saw the man's lips slightly curled up, then he realized that this man did it on purpose!

Is it a response to what he said before?
"I say." Wen Lin sneered, leaning against the wall and said meaningfully, "Be more restrained at night."

After saying that, he walked out, not wanting to argue with them anymore. "I'll have someone send some upstairs later."

The two were left looking at each other in silence.

When Shen Manzhi saw the man leave, he was about to let go of his hand but Qin Yanfeng held it back.

It’s not Wen Lin’s fault. He is very vigilant and it’s the first time he meets Qin Yanfeng, so he naturally has to be careful.

It was just that Shen Manzhi ignored this because of his biased attitude when he mentioned Qin Yanfeng.

The Red House is on the shady side of the island, away from the castle. Not only is it far away, but the environment is also very bad.

I think Qin Yanfeng will come here during the day and go back at night.

Shen Manzhi hooked his palm with his soft fingers, "Don't leave him any later."

Qin Yanfeng chuckled, "Okay."

After eating until he was 80% full, Shen Manzhi took him out for a walk to help digest the food. When they returned to their room at night, Qin Yanfeng knew that she had the habit of taking a bath and was worried that the wound would become infected, so he only asked her to wash it simply.

When Shen Manzhi woke up and changed clothes in the afternoon, she actually looked at the injuries on her body. Compared with the injuries in previous years, they were actually almost the same. But she didn't expect Qin Yanfeng to care so much, and every time.

This happens every time I get hurt.

Otherwise, why do people say that the highest level of loving someone is to feel heartache.

The bathroom was silent. She rolled up her long hair in front of the mirror and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar with the person in the mirror.

The face that was so lively and bright just a moment ago, in this quiet and narrow space, the unreasonable sadness seeped out from the bone marrow, blood, and skin inch by inch, like a hollow body, losing its color bit by bit.

Qin Yanfeng's voice rang out from outside the door, "Shen Manzhi?"

She came back to her senses, her long eyelashes trembled and she lowered her eyes, and responded with a smile, but there was clearly no smile in her eyes.

I turned on the bath and the noise outside stopped.

Pushing the door open again, hot air rushed out of the bathroom. Shen Manzhi lowered his head, pressed down his hair cap, and crashed into Qin Yanfeng's arms.

She was caught off guard and looked up and laughed, "…What are you doing?"

Qin Yanfeng pursed his lips and said nothing. He put his arms around her waist and lowered his eyes to look at her expression.

That layer of gray, rotten, broken something was wrapped up again.

Shen Manzhi smiled and pushed him away, "Go take a shower."

Qin Yanfeng didn't notice anything and brushed away the wet hair sticking to her neck. "Wait for me."

Shen Manzhi responded, curling her lips and wiping her head casually. When she heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, she slowed down her movements and her thoughts froze for half a second.

When people are alone, they are most likely to fall into past emotions. The darkness or passion that is hidden beneath the calmness is like peeling off a layer of silk, tearing off the thin layer of fragile flesh that is supported on top, until it breaks somewhere and begins to emerge from the blood and nerves in the limbs.

The consciousness becomes somewhat out of control.

The corners of Shen Manzhi's eyes drooped, and he looked a little bored. He casually draped the towel on the chair and went to search for the candy in his pocket.

Qin Yanfeng packed up quickly and came out with a hair dryer in his hand. He saw Shen Manzhi curled up in a chair in front of the window.

He felt inexplicably heavy in his heart and walked forward to lift up her wet hair.

The atmosphere is actually quite comfortable. As the night goes on, the young couple are showing their affection to each other.

Shen Manzhi closed his eyes as if he was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

The moment Qin Yanfeng turned off the hairdryer, he called her name softly.

She opened her eyes subconsciously, and the warm breath was already in front of her eyes, so she lifted her chin to feel the softness rolling over her lips and teeth.

Her body slowly softened, the candy in her mouth was gently rolled away, her eyelids slightly raised, and she was captivated by those bright eyes.

It was clear that he was not tainted with any lust; he was just looking at her intently and seriously, as if he was trying to reach her heart through her eyes.

He should have seen that she had started pretending since she woke up in the military hospital.

Therefore, the decadence and indifference that had not been hidden in time were nowhere to hide in front of him.

Shen Manzhi suddenly had a mentality of giving up.

She leaned back, but her eyes remained fixed on him, and she smiled lazily and frivolously.

Shen Manzhi was like this when we first met. He seemed casual and lazy, chatting and laughing with others freely, but in fact he was cold and distant and had no interest in anything.

When she doesn't want to open up, she will put on a protective shell like this.

"Qin Yanfeng..."

"Shen Manzhi," he leaned on both sides of the chair close to her nose and called her name first, "Do you know what I want to do most now?"

These words were too ambiguous in this posture, but his expression was so serious and solemn that Shen Manzhi couldn't guess.

Qin Yanfeng leaned closer to her ear and said, "I really want to make you... so that you can't think of those bad things."

"..."

Strong and wild, Shen Manzhi almost ignored his innate control as a superior. He penetrated through the layer of skin and flesh, accurately grasped her shattered festering area, and wanted to heal it for her.

Another kiss, "Don't hide it from me. I don't want to lose you."

Shen Manzhi's vision was blurry for a moment.

In fact, she is quite sensible and has known since childhood that the best medicine is self-healing.

For example, the family affection she lost in her childhood, the entire adolescence of resisting alone after being bullied and isolated, and the experience of walking alone on the gray road after adulthood, all settled into black dirty ink, forming silt of varying depths.

She tried her best to behave like a normal person and cleaned up when she had nothing to do. The things that had accumulated over time were too sticky to remove, so she just left them alone. One day when she calmed down again, she would pull them out, turn out the wrinkles and smooth them out bit by bit.

It is very painful to be trapped in a garbage dump like a ruin. Her hands are covered in blood. She is not a good person. She has seen too much and has become numb and indifferent, so there is not much that can trap her.

But when she woke up in the forest in the middle of the night and a familiar person grabbed her neck and asked her with bloodshot eyes why she wanted to kill him, she found it difficult to forgive herself in her dreams or in reality.

So she tried hard to try some fresh things, as if this could cover up the collapse in her heart and make her feel that she was still normal.

But there is always some silt that cannot be removed and cannot be improved.

She didn't want the people around her to be infected, so she only made superficial acquaintances with them and no one really got close to her heart.

Even though she had already included the man in front of her into her circle, she had never thought of dragging him into her own darkness.

But he was sincere, patient, gentle, and only loved her.

Shen Manzhi looked at him, sighing almost silently, her beautiful eyes filled with fragmented light and shadows, "Don't you feel tired loving someone like me?"

She was so broken that she asked this question many times.

Is it worth it?
Why do you like me so much?

Don’t you feel tired?
A good person like him will be successful no matter who he loves.

Qin Yanfeng rubbed the corner of her eye with his fingertips, "I wasn't born knowing how to love, it's just because it's you."

So no matter how many times she asked, he would always answer like this, of course it's worth it.

Shen Manzhi held back the bitterness in his eyes, but couldn't help his red eyes, "I'm so lucky."

Qin Yanfeng picked her up and walked into the inner room, "I am the lucky one."

Shen Manzhi buried his head in his neck and tried his best to breathe in the clean scent from his body.

After deciding to open up, the atmosphere became a little quiet. Perhaps it was too difficult, or perhaps I didn't know how to start.

Qin Yanfeng had no intention of urging her. He just quietly put his arms around her waist and looked at her tenderly.

"That silly, innocent girl..."

Shen Manzhi slowly raised his eyes and asked softly, "Where did you buy it?"

Silly and sweet?
Qin Yanfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing that she had given him this name.

"Pick it up."

Shen Manzhi looked a little suspicious, "Picked it up two years ago?"

She picked a very clever question, which was almost the key to the connection.

Qin Yanfeng did not disappoint her, "Yes, my savior picked it up."

A lifesaver.

The taut string in Shen Manzhi's mind seemed to be plucked, and ripples appeared in the sound of the string.

Two years ago, she went abroad to carry out a mission under the code name Nanzhi. She rescued a seriously injured Chinese citizen at the foot of the mountain and brought back a kitten a few days later.

Half a month later, the action was brought forward. In the forest fire, the man blocked the bullet for her, exchanging his life for hers.

Later, Qin Yanfeng named the Maine Coon kitten that his savior picked up Zhizhi and kept it with him for two years.

It turns out that the bond between them started from that time.

When everything matches up, the "string" is completely broken.

Shen Manzhi's hands clenched his clothes tightly without him even noticing that he was shaking. "You... survived?"

During the riot, she personally killed her hallucinogenic companions in an attempt to save the survivors, but in the end, the hypnotist ruthlessly shot every possible survivor, except for her who was blocked by the bullet, and no one was spared, and all of them were left there.

"They all survived. The people you saved all survived."

Qin Yanfeng gently stroked her tense neck with his hand, looked at her lovingly, and repeatedly answered her.

"The rescue came in time, and there were no serious injuries. After being sent back to the military hospital in China, he received good treatment."

"It's just that the mission was special and the encirclement and suppression operation failed. In order to avoid future troubles, all news has been completely blocked. They are all alive and well now."

"I'm alive too."

"Shen Manzhi, you did a great job."

“Don’t feel guilty.”

He gently and patiently caught the mud she spread out, drove away the haze in her heart, held her in the tip of his heart, and gave her warmth.

Shen Manzhi was a little speechless, his vision was blurred, he lowered his head against his chest, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

The animal with the hard shell showed its soft and fragile neck for the first time, actively seeking belonging and relying on others wholeheartedly.

Qin Yanfeng hugged her tightly.

From now on, she no longer had to endure the nightmare alone.

After his trembling body slowly calmed down, Shen Manzhi rubbed his clothes a few times, his eyes moist, "Why... didn't you remember me later?"

Qin Yanfeng touched her head, his eyes gentle, "Post-traumatic stress disorder, forget it all."

He looked so natural, as if he was just talking about daily life, and Shen Manzhi's heart tightened inexplicably.

He had selectively forgotten everything at first, but when he entered that environment again, memories came flooding back like crazy. When he broke into the forest, he also became a personal witness.

She was not the only one who was tortured repeatedly during that operation.

Shen Manzhi moved closer to him and tilted his head to kiss his lips.

Qin Yanfeng gently pinched her neck, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Shen Manzhi stared at him with a worried look on his face, "You are better at hiding than I am."

He held up her face and said, "I care more about you than the nightmare that woke me up in the middle of the night."

So even if I remember, the repeated torture of memories can be ignored compared to her.

Shen Manzhi's ears blushed. She turned her head away, her thoughts wandering for a moment, her palms unconsciously supported in front of him, and slid up a few inches.

Qin Yanfeng dragged out a nonchalant tone, lowered his eyes, "Shen Manzhi."

"Ok?"

Shen Manzhi came back to his senses and found his hand had passed through the loose bathrobe and was touching the flat and tight abdominal muscles.

Just don’t let me touch it.

She withdrew her hand, pursed her lips, and got off him. How could someone be so affectionate and sentimental one second and pretend to be a gentleman the next?

Qin Yanfeng sat on the sofa and fastened his nightgown slowly. When the lust in his eyes faded away, he raised his eyes and saw Shen Manzhi's frowning expression.

"Don't look at me like that. It's hard for me to control myself right now."

Shen Manzhi was used to being rebellious. If he had said this in the past, she would have sat down to seduce him and then left without mercy.

But she knew that he was worried about her injuries, and that was why he had been refraining from being intimate with her after not seeing her for such a long time.

What's more, his seemingly calm eyes actually concealed a dangerous aura of possessiveness that was about to overflow.

If she gets angry at this time, she will be the one who suffers.

After all, he sympathized with her most of the time, but sometimes he was very troublesome to her.

After figuring it out, she turned and walked towards the bed, a little sleepy and lazy, "There's a vacant room next door."

Qin Yanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, "..."

Finally revealed his heart knot