Chapter 228 (1/2)

Su Xiaowan goes out with Cheng Weiwei. Cheng Weiwei stands there, looks at the man at that end, pauses and reminds him, ”young master, you are not in a good mood today!”

”In a bad mood? What's the matter? ”

What she wanted to say was taken away by this sentence, and she immediately raised her heart.

Cheng Weiwei sighed, ”it seems that it's because of the young master.”

”Young master?” This is not the first time that Su Xiaowan heard that the young master of the family died young. She thought of the painting she saw in the villa that day.

Cheng Weiwei's face is not good. When he mentions the young master, he frowns and feels sad. ”Young grandma, the young master came here because the young master was buried here. Tomorrow is his death day. The young master and his brother have deep feelings. The young master died to save the young master, The young master has been depressed since he got well... He used to come here alone every time he died. We all feel sad when we sit here all night. ”

The death day of Feng Yan's brother?

”Young granny, I'll go down first.”

So, Chen Chen's business... Is not what he did?

It's just a coincidence... But what a coincidence?

Su Xiaowan walked along the road. When she pushed the door in, the melodious sound of the piano came into her ears.

The sound of the piano... Was so sad that she could shed tears.

It reminds her of a person in her head. It seems that her back is so lonely.

A song stops in a man's confused fingers.

”Pop.”

Feng Yan turns the lighter in his hand, and the fierce flame comes out like this. Under the afterglow of the light, the beating blue flame is imprinted in the deep pupil of the man

Like a fire, burning hot, hot as if to burn the whole place.

Su Xiaowan went over without making a sound.

This is the first time she saw him smoking. In front of her, he seldom smokes

Su Xiaowan didn't even know he could smoke.

The man's eyes fell on the woman, and his tone didn't fluctuate. ”They're talking in front of you again?”

”Feng Yan, I know all about it.”

Those talkative people.

Su Xiaowan looked at him and stood there quietly. She didn't know why. Knowing his experience made her feel uncomfortable, as if she didn't like to see his frowning brow.

”I'm fine.”

”You frown.” Feng Yan seldom frowned.

After about a few minutes, I listened to him speak slowly.

”He died in front of me, in order to save me, blocked a knife for me.”

The man's eyes were fixed on the cigarette smoke, and his voice was hoarse. ”I watched him fall in front of me, and he was stabbed alive...”

With that voice, I don't know why Su Xiaowan feels cold and willful. A family like Fengjia has grown up since childhood, and Fengyan has been watched like this.

But why did he make his face like this?

Why start a new business? FY？

It's the abbreviation of Fengyan.

His lips closed one by one. ”For a few seconds, he was still talking to me and let me run quickly. I could even feel his breath and heart beating... I know that he also wanted to live, but he blocked me and left me the hope of living.”

Every word stabbed her in the heart.

She could feel the sadness, the feeling that her heart had been cut.

That is a family member, died in front of him, should be a kind of multi sad scene.

Alive, you can't save him.

We can only watch the despair of his death.

At that time, Feng Yan was about her age.