My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 338 Love is Selfish

However, the old man was afraid that others would sit down and take away the seat. No matter what, he wanted to occupy the next three seats. It was a bit strange to be true.

Apart from him, there were several people looking at the position ready to move, but they were all stared back by the old man's vicious eyes.

Although there are very few things like touching porcelain in the island country, few people dare to argue with the old man. If someone is lying on the ground and rolling around, you can still go up and make up your feet angrily, in case someone is in a hurry The responsibility for what is wrong with Gongxin will definitely not fall on the disadvantaged.

However, Natsume Feng was a little surprised by this skillful movement.

It's as if it's been done many times.

This old man has something.

Xia Mufeng shook his head secretly in his heart, although he was lazily standing in the crowd and squeezed with others, but it looked like he couldn't sit down.

Instead of having to fight for this seat and maybe having to argue with the old man, it's better to save this tiredness and just stand honestly.

However, I always heard people say that the quality of the islanders is high, and it is estimated that this thing also varies from person to person.

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The yellow warning lights inside and outside the car flashed, and there were bursts of starting sounds.

The flight attendant on the platform struggled to squeeze the two passengers into it in a "shoulder-to-cow" manner, and the electronic door of the carriage was barely able to close.

Looking sideways at Natsume Feng's angle, he could still see two unlucky guys pressing their faces tightly against the glass doors and windows.

If there is a squeeze when you turn around and get off the car, maybe people will fly out directly.

Gee.

"Yumi! Here!"

The old man sitting obliquely in a strange posture in front of him yelled again.

"Please let me go."

"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry."

Intermittent and inaudible voices came, Xia Mufeng looked towards the old man's sight.

Then under his gaze, an elderly female squeezed through the crowd with some difficulty. While bowing her head and apologizing to others, she limped and walked here through the gap between people with difficulty. The gray hair on her forehead Some fit on the forehead, looking like sweating profusely.

Xia Mufeng is not a doctor, and his medical knowledge is limited to band-aids, disinfectant and the like, so he can only tell that the old woman has trouble in her legs and feet, but of course she doesn't know what's wrong.

I heard the old man's call just now, so it's his wife?

Probably.

He looked back at the male old man in front of him, only to find that the old man's face became gloomy, and there was even resentment in his eyes.

Before he could think too much, the old man in front of him cursed:

"Hey! Don't you bastards know how to respect the old and love the young? You can't even move your legs, can you?"

"Didn't you bring your eyes out? Just move to the side, bastard!"

"The times have really changed. If there was no such thing as you in the past!"

The old man's swearing attracted the attention of everyone in the carriage, but he didn't seem to care, and he didn't feel embarrassed to make a noise in a public place at all.

It's just that his eyes were faintly anxious, and he wanted to leave his seat to help his wife, but he was afraid that the seat would be snatched away later, so he could only hesitate for a while, and his face was getting worse and worse.

Most of the people in the carriage didn't even lift their heads, they should be looking at their mobile phones, and they didn't even move their feet.

There were only two or three who were dissatisfied with the old man's attitude and wanted to open their mouths to argue, but were held back by their friends.

The old woman just now finally squeezed in, her old and wrinkled face was covered with sweat, and the checkered shirt inside the worn-out woolen coat was also soaked in sweat, and it was tightly fitted to her chest.

As soon as the old woman arrived, she looked at the old man with dissatisfaction: "What are you yelling just now, this is not home."

"I just can't get used to these boys." The old man muttered in a low voice, then sat up straight, patted the seat next to him, and quickly changed the subject: "Sit down quickly, there is a seat next to you."

But the old woman in a woolen coat did not sit down, but looked at the empty seats next to the old man with some hesitation.

"Is there no one sitting in these two seats?"

The old man waved his hand quickly, and said with a smile on his face: "No, no, young people nowadays are very kind. I said you have bad legs and feet, so you have to sit down, and then you immediately gave up your seat."

Seeing his wife's face full of hesitation, he suddenly became nervous for fear that she would not believe it. He looked around and fixed his gaze on Natsume Feng's face. He raised his hand and pointed at him and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask him. It was this little brother just now." I'll give you the seat."

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Natsume Feng didn't speak.

Do you still need me to give up your seat? The loach magic skill is number one in the world.

The old woman in a woolen coat shook her head, still a little unbelieving, and asked with a frown: "Are you sure you didn't lie to me, I remember you quarreled with others because of the seat last time, we are old, don't always talk to me Young people like this will be gossiped about.”

The old man stared: "I've already put one foot into the coffin, so I'm still afraid of those brats gossiping?"

The old woman asked blankly: "So you are taking his position?"

"I, I didn't"

The old man dodged his eyes a little, scratched his face and said, "Am I that kind of person, sit down quickly, your legs will be serious if you stand for a long time, and you can only lay down on your back, so don't pay attention These little things."

The old woman ignored him, turned around and looked, her eyes fell on Natsume Feng who was the closest, and she smiled apologetically: "Brother, did my husband take your place just now?"

Xia Mufeng was stunned when he heard the sound, and looked at the sweaty old woman in front of him. He didn't know why she was still sweating in winter, but when she looked carefully, she found the suppressed pain on the old man's face. It's like enduring something.

He flicked to the left slightly from the corner of his vision, saw the nervous and restless eyes of the old man on the seat, turned his head to look at the old woman in front of him, thought for a while and said: "Your husband didn't take my seat, I think you need to sit down and rest more, so your husband is right, I did let you out."

He paused his voice, smiled and continued: "Please sit down, I am still young and have the capital to suffer."

The old woman blinked her eyes, saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, smiled kindly, bowed her head and said thank you, then slowly sat down on the seat, seeing that there was still no one sitting next to her, her expression hesitated After a while, it took a few seconds before I lifted my left leg to the empty position with some difficulty, and let it lie flat.

The old man looked at him with complicated eyes, his lips twitched and he didn't speak.

Natsume Feng smiled and shook his head.

The old man hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly, and gave him a grateful look.

Then the old man moved his gaze to his wife, his cloudy eyes couldn't help showing concern, and he started talking to his wife again, reaching out to help her rub the flat leg, trying to relieve some of his wife's pain.

"We can't hesitate any longer today, let's set the surgery date."

"But...we don't have that much money anymore."

"You don't have to worry about this, just leave it to me."

"Kentaro"

"Stop trying to persuade me, I can't listen to you about this."

Listening to the conversation of the two old men, Xia Mufeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Love is selfish.

If it were me, I would most likely do the same.

I would rather give up my face and be gossiped by others than let the people I cherish suffer.

(End of this chapter)