The wind lives in this life policy

Ye Xiaofeng was crying almost uncontrollably.

Sometimes crying is a particularly uncontrollable thing, like the flying dust that comes and rises along the way, taking a deep breath and rolling into the lungs, disturbing how many deeply buried pains.

"Will you blame me..."

Ye Xiaofeng raised his tear-stained face and asked in tears.

No one answered.

But he doesn't care.

Because he knows, he's listening.

Even if he didn't say a word, he knew he was listening.

"Do you think it's unfair..."

He has always wanted to ask him, do you think it is unfair, because in those past days, in those wanton and indulgent youth, there is no you.

The evening wind blows everywhere, silently.

After a long time, someone finally replied softly, "No."

However, Ye Xiaofeng felt even more sad when he heard it, and smiled back from the pain.

Maybe at this moment, he suddenly understood why he was tempted by this person.

He never needed some earth-shattering love with each other, that was too tiring and unrealistic.

There is also no need for considerate care and comprehensive planning. Being too careful will make him feel ashamed.

It seems that he doesn't need anything, but he needs a lot.

In other words, to be very tricky and mean.

He can't accept someone prying into his past without authorization, and he doesn't allow anyone to describe that period of the past at will, and he even refuses that someone wants to dig that name out of his heart and try to clear it.

Gu Yan became an unspeakable pain in his life, so painful that he didn't even want to recover, not even a little recovery.

He knows that he is selfish, so he lives alone and does his best to keep himself from being involved in any human affairs.

In fact, he knows better than anyone else how high his requirements are, they are unimaginably high, and no one is competent.

So he doesn't like Lu Chi'an, not at all.

Such a person is too egotistical, too proud, and too used to trying to grasp all the unknown things firmly, and then he can't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes.

Obviously, one day, Gu Yan will become that grain of sand.

So he doesn't like Fang Yanran either, and never will.

He doesn't have the energy to indulge in every possible way after work.

Life is not easy, walking is hard.

He didn't want to deal with endless ideas anymore, acting like a baby inexplicably, without thinking, and doing everything in his power.

If it's a job, he will do his best, but if it's a personal relationship, he can only stay away from it.

Ye Xiaofeng has always been sober and knows what he wants.

He was not as indifferent as he had shown, as if he could really walk to the end alone like this.

He will also be sad, wronged, out of control, and in the nights when he sleeps alone, expecting that someone may appear, regardless of past suspicions, regardless of gains and losses, no matter how much he conceals, how much he keeps, that person will turn a blind eye, Then never say goodbye.

It sounds easy, but it is actually very difficult.

No one can truly not care about the past of the other party, and don't mind that there is someone hidden in the other party's heart. If you want to keep silent, you have to disdain to compare with the past, and don't care about coexisting with the old person.

But now, this person appeared.

Appeared better than imagined, more beautiful than the dream.

When the person says he doesn't care, he really doesn't care.

He has a strong enough heart to support "us", he said that the past is the past, "we" have a future and a lot of time.

"Feng Ce..."

Ye Xiaofeng sniffed hard, her voice hoarse, "Sometimes I also wonder why I didn't meet you sooner..."

Why didn't I meet this person sooner.

If I met earlier, maybe I could give more.

"Why do you think so?"

Feng Ce's deep voice came through the dense forest from top to bottom.

Ye Xiaofeng shook his head, "Look at me now, I have nothing, no vitality, no vigor, not like 20 years old, but like 40 years old... I gave all my youthful vigor to one person, and when it's your turn, just All that's left is to enjoy it."

Feng Ce didn't answer.

"The book says that only women and villains are hard to raise." Ye Xiaofeng closed his eyes, "Actually, I am very demanding and difficult to serve. If you are close, you will not be inferior, and if you are far away, you will complain. That is the kind of villain."

He is that kind of villain.

You can't get too close, and you can't be too far away. Similar to Lu Chi'an, he broke the casserole and asked the bottom line. He has to find out the details by any means. He can't stand it.

He couldn't bear the almost deformed feelings similar to Fang Yanran's trying everything possible to keep people by his side.

His past is too heavy, and he needs someone to bear with him in the future.

You don't need to worry too much, and you can't be too sticky, but you must say the right words at the right time, give the right hug, and you are more free than air, invisible and unbound.

This may be what people often say, when people get along with each other, it is most necessary to grasp, but also the most difficult to grasp.

"In this way, it seems that you are right, it is really difficult..."

Suddenly, there was a light sound that fell from the sky, barely falling on his ears, Ye Xiaofeng watched helplessly as the man finally stopped deliberately avoiding him, and just appeared in front of him.

He tried to laugh, but he couldn't pull out the arc he should have. Looking at the familiar figure of the other party, he sighed slowly in a familiar tone, "But I'm used to facing difficulties."

Ye Xiaofeng stared at him blankly, "Don't you ask me what happened?"

Feng Ce lowered his head, looked into his eyes seriously and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"

"I don't want to now." Ye Xiaofeng's voice was hoarse.

"Okay." Feng Ce simply nodded without caring, "Then don't ask."

The emotions gradually stabilized in a few words of dialogue. Ye Xiaofeng was too emotional for a while, not wanting to miss this rare opportunity, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

This is the apology he has been suppressing for a long time.

No one will treat you nicely for no reason, they must have some schemes, Ye Xiaofeng considers himself poor and useless, and really doesn't understand what Lu Chi'an and Fang Yanran are planning.

But the wind strategy is different.

"Why do you say that?" Feng Ce knelt down on the ground with his right knee, stretched out his hand, and brushed away Ye Xiaofeng's sweaty bangs.

Ye Xiaofeng still shook his head, but didn't answer, he bent down and rested his head on Feng Ce's warm neck and shoulders, and then rubbed him affectionately like a cat.

It seems to be grateful, to please, and to express sincere gratitude to the person in front of him for his understanding.

This series of actions lasted for a long time.Feng Ce didn't ask a single word from the beginning to the end, just maintained a half-kneeling posture, as if he had expected such a day and such a scene a long time ago.

He had never seen a person who was so good at wronging himself.

It's a pity that no matter how wronged I can bear it, there will always be a day when I can't bear it anymore.

So Feng Ce did nothing.

He didn't know what happened, so that this man who was used to hiding and suppressing was willing to give up resistance and silently asked himself for help.

This chapter was written from yesterday to today, it is too difficult...I knelt down...