Adorable wife and sultry: Zhan Qiye, don't be too bad

Chapter 339 I Have Your Face
"If you're afraid of me, you don't have to come to me again, and I'm not interested in having any emotional entanglements with you. I only have my lover in my heart."

Feng Xinglie's words were devoid of emotion at all, let alone emotion.

When he said this, it was as if he was dismissing a beggar who begged for his emotional charity.

At this moment, Yun Xiaonong really felt what it was like to be rejected by others.

She took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I see, I won't bother you again in the future."

Feng Xinglie didn't look at her pale face, after he had enough rest, he started to drive the boat back to Moon Island.

Yun Xiaonong didn't speak for a while, but when she was approaching Moon Island, she suddenly said, "What should I do if Long Haitian comes again?"

"Let your sister come to me. This kind of bully needs to be taught a few more times."

"But I heard him say they had guns."

"Don't worry, Moon Island is the place where my love rests forever, and I won't let anyone disturb the tranquility here." A cold killing intent flashed quickly in Feng Xinglie's eyes.

Yun Xiaonong's heart tightened, "I understand."

Feng Xinglie didn't send Yun Xiaonong home, he didn't like others staring at him with gratitude, after returning to his residence, Feng Xinglie took a shower and sat in front of Lu Huanon's tombstone for a while.

"Nong'er, she really looks like you, and acts very similar to you, but she always looks so fragile, unlike you, from the first moment I saw you, I knew that you would grow up in the future For a strong man."

"Looking at her face, I thought of you, Nong'er, it was I who failed your affection and ruined your future."

Feng Xinglie babbled a lot in front of the tombstone, and when he went back to rest, it was already midnight.

Not long after he went back, a slender figure approached the cemetery little by little.

She looked at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone. The woman in the photo was confident and powerful, and had an inimitable aura. It was the aura of a strong woman, but she didn't have it.

She probably understood why Feng Xinglie sometimes looked at her with such complicated eyes.

This face may be exactly the same, but she and this woman...are so different!
"If you were still alive, would you continue to be with him? Even if he killed you, would you still be with him?"

Yun Xiaonong sighed softly: "I'm such an idiot for asking such a stupid question. You are no longer here, so what are you doing asking such a question? I don't know if you hate him in your heart, but if you do, he said Before you died, you begged someone to protect his life, think about it, even if it is hate, love is more than hate."

"If I tell you that I like him too and I want to be with him, will you agree? I will take good care of him, and I won't let him be so lonely for the rest of his life, okay?" Yun Xiaonong sat down , Picking off a flower, "If the petals are odd, then I will leave and never bother you and him again. If it is even... I will take it as your agreement, and I will try to be with him. "

She took off the petals and counted slowly.

"Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...sixteen, it's sixteen!" Yun Xiaonong looked at the photo in front of him excitedly, "Petals are even numbers, did you promise me to try with him?"

"I really like him, I swear to you, I will treat him well, and if he still refuses to be with me, I won't stalk him." She whispered, "Thank you You, Lu Huanon."

We look exactly alike, even our names are similar.

Unfortunately, we are two different people after all.

She came here secretly, and then left quietly. The next morning, when Feng Xinglie came over, he saw the petals on the ground.

He frowned, "Who has been here?"

Is it her?
"Brother Lie, brother Lie, something happened again. My sister is dying."

Hearing this, Feng Xinglie frowned, "What's wrong?"

"My sister has been running a high fever since she came back yesterday, and she is already unconscious. You should go and have a look."

"She is sick, not kidnapped, you should go to the doctor."

"But my sister keeps chanting your name, I think she wants to see you, or you should go and see."

"I'm not going!"

"Brother Lie, do you really want to be so heartless? I thought you saved my sister yesterday, and your relationship with our family will be closer. You are my sister's savior, and my parents will treat you well. "

"I don't want to go." Feng Xinglie waved his hands, not looking at the anxious expression on Yun Xiaoyue's face, "You can go."

He turned around and sat on the stone bench, looking at the photo on the tombstone without moving.

Seeing this, Yun Xiaoyue stomped her feet fiercely and left angrily.

Feng Xinglie gently stroked the person in the photo, "If I go, you will be angry, right? You seem generous, but in fact you are the most jealous. I used to look at other women more, and you would be angry for a long time Yes. Don't worry, I only have you in my eyes, and I won't be entangled with other women. "

Even if that woman has your face.

Although Feng Xinglie had been sitting here the whole time, the scene of Yun Xiaonong jumping into the sea kept recurring in his mind.

When he rescued her, he heard her call him "Lie".

Only she can call this kind of address, how could Yun Xiaonong know?
It's a coincidence, it must be a coincidence.

"Nong'er." Feng Xinglie's heart was slightly flustered.

"I must be crazy to think that person is you, she just looks like you, she is not you!"

He kept brainwashing himself, telling himself that the existence of that person was just a coincidence, but when he heard that she had a high fever and was still calling his name in a coma, Lu Huanon's collapsed words would appear in front of his eyes. In front of him, when he was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were still looking at him tenderly...

He will never forget what happened that night until he dies.

If Yun Xiaonong died too...would he never see his Nong'er again?

Feng Xinglie's heart became more and more uneasy, as if he was about to experience the pain of losing his beloved again.

A whirlwind passed by, where was Feng Xinglie's figure in front of the tombstone?
He ran very fast, the sound of the stormy waves was still in his ears, and the figure that was getting closer and closer in his sight was so familiar.

He stopped.

The man approached him, "I knew you were worried about me."

There was joy in her voice.

"You're so boring." Feng Xinglie cursed in a low voice, and also cursed himself for being boring, boring, and stupid, for being fooled by such a simple trick.

"Feng Xinglie, wait, wait a minute, I have something to tell you!"

Yun Xiaonong has been chasing after him, but this man's steps are extremely large, he takes one step, she has to run two steps to catch up.

"Feng Xinglie, I didn't mean to lie to you. I just want to tell you that you don't have any feelings for me. In fact, you also like me, right? At least you should have a little affection for me, right?"

Hearing the words, the man in front stopped suddenly, and the figure with his back to her exuded a biting cold air.

(End of this chapter)