The wind lives in this life policy

When Ye Xiaofeng opened his eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

Ye Xiaofeng blinked, and it took several minutes to remember that this was Feng Ce's apartment, their home.

He turned his head to look, but saw a person sitting in front of the desk with his back behind his back, writing something quietly with a brush in his hand.

Ye Xiaofeng ordered this case from the Internet after filming the D&D commercial, because he always felt that Feng Ce used a modern writing desk to write calligraphy with a brush.

At that time, Feng Ce liked it very much after seeing it. Although this person rarely showed any obvious emotional fluctuations on his face, on that day, he knew that Feng Ce was happy in time.

He even read a poem.

Even though Ye Xiaofeng didn't know what the poem was about, he never forgot Feng Ce's tone of voice and the smile on his mouth every time he read a sentence.

Right now, this person is lying in front of the desk as before, as before, time does not seem to flow on him for a moment, no matter how windy and rainy the outside is, this side of the world, this side of the world where wind and breath are inhabited, will always Intact and eternal.

The years are at this moment, soft and quiet, so warm that it makes people want to cry.

Countless fragments rushed into his mind like a tide. Yesterday's chaotic scenes, noisy sounds, and intertwined figures were all in chaos. There was a stabbing pain, and Ye Xiaofeng let out an "ah".

"you're awake?"

Feng Ce's soft voice sounded, then he put down his pen, got up and came, and sat on the side of the bed, "Does it hurt? I'm sorry."

Ye Xiaofeng looked at him blankly.

"Forgot?" Feng Ce stretched out his hand and patted his head, "After yesterday, you passed out, it was my fault."

Ye Xiaofeng opened his eyes wide.

Seeing this, Feng Ce sighed from the bottom of his heart, apparently he didn't remember.

The scene after yesterday was extremely chaotic.Lu Chi'an's car was crossed in the middle of the intersection, causing all the traffic to and fro to be blocked. Three police cars arrived within 5 minutes. Just in case, Feng Ce had to raise his hand to knock people unconscious.

"Xu Zhen made an excuse, saying that you were sick..." Feng Ce paused here, and coughed in embarrassment, "You are a little out of control, and we are all your friends, so we came out to chase you."

Ye Xiaofeng quickly understood the meal, and smiled wryly, "You mean I'm crazy?"

Feng Ce was silent.

"It's okay, Feng Ce, tell me." Ye Xiaofeng sighed, yes, yesterday's self was indeed a psychopath.

Feng Ce continued, "But it was Lu Chi'an who directly caused the chaos, so he was taken away by the police, and Meng Xiaoxiao was with him..."

"Take it away?" Ye Xiaofeng was surprised.

Feng Ce patted his hand and signaled him not to worry, "Meng Xiaoxiao sent a message last night, she is fine."

Ye Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, and after thinking about it, he took it for granted. With Lu Chi'an's status, these problems should not be considered problems.

Feng Ce said little and said nothing, and Ye Xiaofeng quickly sorted out the whole story.

The police handed it over to Lu Chi'an, and he blamed Feng Ce for being knocked out and took him home... It was indeed a good idea, otherwise, in the state he was in yesterday, there would be no possibility of further troubles.

Ye Xiaofeng was silent for a long time, then said softly, "I'm sorry."

Feng Ce shook his head, "You should tell Lu Chi'an."

"I will."

Ye Xiaofeng ruffled his hair exhaustedly. After returning to his senses, he naturally remembered what he did to Lu Chi'an yesterday, and also understood the reason why Lu Chi'an would do that.

"I'm sorry..." He covered his face with his hands, a little ashamed to face himself yesterday, "I'm sorry, Feng Ce..."

He didn't know what to say, and said incoherently, "I didn't control it well, I'm sorry..."

Feng Ce took his hand away, and then squeezed it into his own palm, "If you are a human, you will lose control, you don't need to apologize."

Ye Xiaofeng stared at him blankly and said nothing.

Feng Ce smiled, changed the subject and asked, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Ye Xiaofeng was hungry for almost a day and a night, but he didn't have any appetite at all, so he just said "whatever", Feng Ce got up and went to the kitchen, and brought a bowl of porridge in a short while.

Ye Xiaofeng looked at the porridge. The carrots and ham were cut into fine cubes, and the rice grains were boiled until crispy. Finally, a handful of chopped chicken feathers were sprinkled on it. The color was crystal clear, green and fragrant.

"You did it?" Ye Xiaofeng didn't believe it.

"Amy taught, I did it, it took some effort, and now I can watch it."

Feng Ce answered briefly, but Ye Xiaofeng heard the complicated process, the hand holding the spoon trembled unconsciously, and tears flickered in his eyes.

He rubbed the corners of his eyes a little rudely, sniffed, and ate voraciously.

Feng Ce sat quietly and watched him eat until Ye Xiaofeng handed him the empty bowl and said in a hoarse voice, "It's delicious..."

Feng Ce asked softly, "Really?"

"Ah."

Ye Xiaofeng nodded vigorously.

Feng Ce put the empty bowl on the bedside table, didn't say anything, went back to the place just now, and continued to bury his head in writing, during which he didn't say a word.

However, the more silent and natural Feng Ce was, as if nothing had happened, the more uncomfortable Ye Xiaofeng felt.

"Aren't you asking anything?"

Do not ask why I became like that yesterday?

Why is it out of control?

Don't even care about your life...

Feng Ce was just dipping his pen in the ink, when he heard the words, he replied in a calm tone, "Do you need me to ask?"

Ye Xiaofeng was startled, and then said with certainty, "Need."

"Okay. What happened?"

Ye Xiaofeng was stunned.

Obviously he asked the other party to ask, but Feng Ce really asked, but he didn't know how to ask.

He didn't even know what to say.

Feng Ce waited for a while but didn't get an answer, and he didn't mind. It seemed that Ye Xiaofeng's contradictions and hesitation were all in his expectation, and he just kept quiet about the things in his hands, rather indifferent.

Time passed by quietly, and there was nothing else in the room except the sound of paper and pens. Ye Xiaofeng unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet, quite hard.

He suddenly felt ashamed.

It was so shameful that even he was afraid of it.

He once boasted in that building spanning ancient and modern times, rejoicing that a person who held great power from a distant era would not have to see blood again, but now he just wished he could rush to the culprit immediately and kill him .

Some people say that all pain and hatred cannot be compared.

Ye Xiaofeng thought, what he said was absolutely right, saying it was always easier than doing it, and if it wasn't his turn, all inferences would be ridiculous.

Ye Xiaofeng plucked up his courage, "...Feng Ce, I..."

In the end, I started to get started, but was interrupted by Feng Ce, "I heard someone say a word before, and I always thought it was right..."

I only heard someone asking in a nonchalant tone, "Ye Xiaofeng, why do you relieve your worries?"

Ye Xiaofeng didn't react for a moment, "What..."

Feng Ce picked up the pen and turned it lightly to the left, and then bent the hook horizontally. When the sonorous and powerful word finally appeared on the clean and white rice paper, it seemed that in an instant, all the hatred found its belonging in this word. Usher in redemption.

"Only revenge."