The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 235 Not worthy of being called sincere at all

Nan Feng was stunned for a full minute, not knowing why he would have such a weird request, his expression turned cold: "Why are you crazy?"

Lu Chengyu seemed to know that she would have such an attitude, and he didn't care, he grabbed her hand, Nanfeng was stimulated by the warm and moist feeling of his palm, before he could shake her off, he directly pulled her away In the past, the other hand put his arms around her waist at the same time, hugging her directly.

"you……"

How could Nanfeng have imagined that he was so strong just after waking up, there was a smell of medicine and a faint smell of blood in his arms, mixed with his usual coolness, and surrounded her tightly, she hesitated for a moment, and immediately wanted to put this inexplicable The man pushed her away, but the man whispered in her ear: "Don't move, my back hurts, I'll just hug her for a while."

I don't know which tendon is wrong, Nan Fenggui suddenly remembered the scene where he touched his lower back that night and got blood on his hand... But fortunately, her senses returned quickly, she pursed her lips, and she pushed away he.

Lu Chengyu didn't hold her tightly, she let him go as soon as she pushed him, panting slightly against the head of the bed, it took him a lot of effort just now: "How can there be such a cruel woman like you? Think about how I got hurt like this."

Nan Feng had no shame on his face: "Those people were originally chasing and killing you."

Lu Chengyu retorted: "I had already gotten rid of them, but they caught up with me only to go back and save you."

"I wouldn't be in danger if Michael hadn't asked me out in your name."

"Why did Michael ask you out in my name, and you really did it alone?"

"I thought you wanted to discuss something with me!"

"That's what you thought."

Nanfeng was suddenly blocked.

The corners of Lu Chengyu's mouth relaxed, his complexion was much better than the previous few days, at least it wasn't that lifeless pale, his eyes were as black as ink, dotted with tiny smiles, how long has it been since he and her bickered like this up?
Nan Feng felt that he was bored, why were you talking nonsense to him?At the same time, she was still a little depressed. When she received a text message from Lu Chengyu's mobile phone number, she went to the appointment without thinking too much. She thought he wanted to talk to her about the account book or Michael's affairs. It's not like he wasn't alone before. She had an appointment with her, so she didn't take precautions at all... If she hadn't gone to the appointment, or brought more people, Sister Lan might not have died.

Sister Lan's death, Michael is certainly the culprit, but she is also responsible.

Nanfeng has been pressing down on this mountain in his heart these days, no matter how he relieves it, he can't relieve it, his face has no expression, he walks forward indifferently, and silently continues to do what he didn't finish just now——Lu Cheng Yu was still in the infusion, the doctor asked her to look at the infusion bottle, and she was changing the bottle for him when one bottle was finished.

Lu Chengyu's injuries were in the waist, abdomen and back, but he didn't hurt his vitals. The most serious ones were his lower back pierced by stones at the bottom of the river when he fell into the river, and his broken left leg.Although Nanfeng didn't want to admit it, the injuries in these two places were indeed caused by her, so when the doctor couldn't find a suitable person to take care of him, when they found her, she didn't have the nerve to refuse.

Nanfeng took a few medicines from the medicine bottle, poured another glass of warm water, and handed it to him lightly: "Take the medicine, it's anti-inflammatory."

Lu Chengyu glanced at her, took the medicine and swallowed it, but when he handed the water glass back to Nanfeng, he suddenly held her hand and wrapped her with his big palm.

"You called my name by the river, I heard you, did you cry?"

Nanfeng raised his eyes and saw the gentleness of spring and morning light dancing in his eyes.

He heard it, but at the time he was so hurt that he couldn't speak and couldn't respond to her, but those shouts were like a beacon, illuminating his originally bleak path forward, and the river wasn't so cold at that moment.

Maybe she still cares about him.It was precisely because of this idea in Lu Chengyu's heart that he held on for so long, forcibly pulling back the foot that had already stepped into the gate of the rose.

Eyelids drooped, Nan Feng's eyes were clear and indifferent: "I said before, I don't want to owe you. I have always been clear about grievances and grievances. You protected me when I fell into the river. I will find you regardless of emotion or reason. Even if it's just I have to find a corpse too. Why are you crying? It’s too cold and the voice is trembling.”

She denied it completely, and Lu Chengyu didn't care, and pulled her into his arms for the second time: "Nanfeng, I always thought that the relationship between us would not be at an end."

He rested his chin on her shoulder, hugged her body with his arms, the body temperature of the two passed each other vaguely, he could smell some familiar, but more unfamiliar orange blossom scent on her body.

Sigh softly: "What have we experienced together these years? Ask yourself, can you let me go in this life?"

Nanfeng's thoughts flickered, and he thought of many things in an instant - Luocheng, Rongcheng, Xiangcheng, H City, Beicheng... Broken house, Lu mansion, Puzhai... Separated, reunited, separated, reunited, married, divorced... Loved, hated, laughed, cried, calculated and calculated, calculated and calculated... Between them, it has long been impossible to speak clearly in a few words.

Michael had told her two things:

He said that Lu Chengyu was the first to know that she was Yu Sheng, but he didn't let them know.

He also said that he and Song did it without Lu Chengyu's knowledge of throwing her to the wild mountain, but Lu Chengyu's original intention was not like that.

Perhaps, Lu Chengyu didn't take advantage of her completely, he did have a sincere heart, but so what?
Nanfeng's voice was steady: "Aren't you not going to use emotion cards anymore?"

"It's not that I use the emotional card now, but that you have been avoiding your heart." Lu Chengyu put his hand on her heart, his eyes were dark, "Nanfeng, you buried your love for me with countless reasons to hate me." Love, when will you be able to face it once? Is it difficult to admit that you care about me?"

Nanfeng suddenly chuckled.

"Lu Chengyu, look," she drew an invisible line on the ground with her toes, "There is this line between us, on which is the enmity of life and death. Just a few days ago, my best friend also Just die on this, in front of the blood debt, everything is insignificant."

"At the beginning you said not to overestimate you, and now I also say, don't think you understand me."

"I came to you because you saved me. I don't want to owe you. The relationship between me and you is already messy enough. There is no need to add another sum. I saved you because you said that my brother is not dead yet. If you fainted without speaking clearly, I can only wake you up."

"If it weren't for this, I would have killed you a long time ago—didn't you find out when you woke up? I wanted to strangle you right then."

Seeing her exceptionally calm expression and eyes, Lu Chengyu twitched the corner of his mouth, and said flatly, "Every time you want to conceal your true inner thoughts, you will make such a long speech."

Nanfeng didn't want to continue circling with him on this issue, so he directly brought the topic back to the beginning: "Instead of telling me about these things, it's better to answer my question directly——Is my brother real?" Not dead? Not dead, where are you hiding him?"

Lu Chengyu's breathing slowed down, and he leaned back on the bed again: "If Yu Wen didn't die, would we be able to start over from scratch?"

"I can't." Two simple words.

Lu Chengyu's gaze lowered and landed firmly on the ground, as if there was really a line there, and his sight could dismember it.

Nan Feng pursed his lips: "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"I'll tell you, but not now."

Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "You said that as long as I save you, you told me about it, and you want to go back on your word?"

"Anyway, I've always been despicable in your heart, and now I'm just a little more despicable." Lu Chengyu looked like a rascal.

"you!"

After calming down his anger, Nan Feng asked word by word: "What exactly do you want?"

Lu Chengyu reached out and pressed the button beside the bed, and the bed slowly lowered. He lay flat on the bed again, closed his eyes and said, "I have already contacted Yisheng. Before he comes to pick me up, you stay and take care of me and leave the winery I'll tell you before."

Nan Feng frowned: "How do I know if you will keep your word this time?"

"I won't lie to you a second time." After a pause, he added, "And it's not convenient for you to leave here now."

"So many people were killed and injured, and there was so much commotion. Before your people have completely wiped you out, your casual appearance will also affect your reputation, so temporarily hiding in the winery is of no benefit to you. One harm."

Nanfeng stared at him for a long time, opened the door and left without saying a word.

Lu Chengyu knew, she agreed to stay.

His body relaxed, and he recalled the group of killers who were chasing after him that day, and a dark look flashed in his eyes.

After thinking about it, he picked up the phone from the bedside table and made a call.

"Xu Sa, go and check, do Hill and Xiao Chen know each other?"

"Also, Xiao Chen and Nan Feng, do you know each other?"

……

Nanfeng closed the door, leaning his back against the door panel, and slowly closed his eyes.

He raised his hand and pressed it to his heart.

She was calm on the surface, but in fact, the heart inside seemed to be heavy with more than a dozen weights placed on it.

He said that there will be no end to the end between them.

He said she couldn't put him down in this life.

Every word and every sentence sounds so determined.

This kind of "certainty" is not to be sure that she loves him, but to be sure that he has sincerity for her. He thinks that he has given her sincerity to her, so he can judge her confidently, so arrogant...

The corner of Nanfeng's mouth curled into a mocking smile. These days, it seems that whoever has sincerity will have a gold medal for avoiding death. As long as he has loved, all injuries can be named as love, and he can openly turn a blind eye to bloody wounds. It is natural to ignore the lives of souls who are scattered, so selfish...

Some people say that not all grievances can be forgiven. This sentence is very correct. In the same way, it is not love, but the mistakes and injuries inflicted in the past can be forgiven.

So what if he was sincere to her?
So what if he really loved her?
To use is to use, to hurt is to hurt, the scar is there, it cannot be repaired, it cannot be made up.

sincere……

A sincere heart that is too cheap does not deserve to be called a sincere heart at all.

Love mixed with impurities is not worthy of being called love at all.

It doesn't matter if Lu Cheng met or other people, she won't want unclean feelings.

(End of this chapter)