impatience

Luo Fei didn't know what Ding Yan's intention was. She woke up after being rescued and saw Luo Fei standing by the bed, and immediately cried.

"Suicide for someone who doesn't like you?" Luo Fei looked down at her, "You are great."

Ding Yan didn't have the strength to speak, so Luo Fei made it clear: "I'm sorry, but it's really useless for you to do this. I like men. If you must be with me, or be willing to be a same-sex wife, I will do whatever I want." You, anyway, I told you everything, what you do is your own choice."

"I'll give you whatever you want, but I can't give you feelings, not at all. If you like to be with me like this, then be together, I don't care. But even if we are together, it's not love , It's just a marriage, I'm not your boyfriend, I won't take any responsibility for you, I hope you figure it out." Luo Fei raised his hand and looked at his watch, "You have a good rest, I'll come see you tomorrow."

After Ding Yan recovered, as Luo Fei said, he responded to Ding Yan's requests, but Ding Yan was still unable to be truly satisfied, because Luo Fei's face was almost full of faint expressions, neither smiling nor angry, indifferent and indifferent. calm.

When Ding Yan cried and asked him why he did this, Luo Fei just threw his mobile phone over, with a little impatience between his brows: "You can watch whatever you want, and don't forget what I said, some I just can't give you things, you choose them yourself, don't ask me again, you know best in your heart."

Ding Yan said: "I want to marry you."

Luo Fei said, "It's up to you."

No one is more pitiful than anyone else, it's all your own choice.

Ding Yan began to change her attitude. She no longer forced Luo Fei, but followed him very gently and considerately, like a most competent girlfriend.

When she and Luo Fei went home to announce the news of their engagement, Ding Yan held Luo Fei's arm and smiled shyly and joyfully, while Luo Fei just said to her parents, "I will take good care of her."

"Have you figured it out?" Luo Ming asked him.

"Am I still qualified to say no?" Luo Fei looked at him indifferently, "Isn't this the result you want to see, why are you asking me now? I think it's important to think about it?"

Seeing that his father didn't speak, Luo Fei smoked a cigarette and continued, "But it might be a bit troublesome to have a baby."

He laughed contemptuously at himself: "I can't be hard on women anymore."

"You..." Luo Ming turned his head, "If you think about it, don't cause trouble anymore."

"What's the matter? I've been quiet enough for a while." Luo Fei shook the ashes, "That's it, do whatever you want, just call me when the wedding starts, I will definitely not be absent, after all, I am the groom."

After he finished speaking, he took his coat from the balcony railing and left.

Shen An came back this time to help a friend open a studio, and he would stay for a few months. Two days after the last meal together, he and Mo Ziyi made an appointment to go to that new bar.

There were also a few college classmates and one or two friends of Shen An who went together.

The weather was so warm that it didn't feel like winter at all. Mo Ziyi took a windbreaker to wear, and when he went downstairs, he felt that everything was fine and comfortable in this temperature and the New Year's atmosphere.

If that person can be around, maybe everything will look better.

Mo Ziyi drove to the bar, parked the car in a relatively empty place, and then called Shen An to confirm the location.

Standing in front of the zebra crossing, he heard Shen An say on the phone: "Look across."

Mo Ziyi raised his head and saw Shen An standing on the opposite side of the road waving at him, he followed the people across the road, Shen An looked him up and laughed: "What's going on, did we bump into shirts by accident?"

It was only then that Mo Ziyi realized that they were all wearing trench coats, the same color and style, and they looked almost identical.

"Being able to compete with designers shows that I have good vision." Mo Ziyi smiled and put his phone in his pocket, "Let's go."

When they arrived at the entrance of the bar, there were young and unfamiliar faces coming and going. Mo Ziyi and Shen An were wearing the same jacket, one soft and the other handsome. Many people cast their eyes on them.

Shen An stood at the door and called his friend to show him the way. Mo Ziyi was waiting for him. When he was bored, he poked the toe of the shoe on the ground. After poking for a long time, he remembered that this pair of shoes was a limited edition that he had spent a lot of effort to get. version, so he immediately closed his feet.

He combed his hair twice with his fingers, and when he raised his head, he breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head, and saw two people standing on the other side of the door.

Luo Fei and Ding Yan also came to the bar. This bar was opened by Luo Fei's uncle, who said it was not bad, and asked Luo Fei to come and have fun when he had time. Ding Yan knew it and insisted on coming with him.

The wind in the evening was a bit cooler, and the afterglow of the setting sun had not completely dissipated. The street was a pale gold, and the scattered leaves on the branches were blown rustlingly.Ding Yan held Luo Fei's hand, talking all the way, but Luo Fei didn't listen, and he didn't want to listen either.

He saw two conspicuous people standing at the door of the bar, wearing identical khaki knee-length trench coats, tall and thin, the taller one was on the phone, and the other was rubbing his shoes on the ground with his head down.His black and smooth hair was blown up by the evening wind, like a boy in a cartoon, Luo Fei heard a passerby commenting on them: "Those two boys are a good match."

The man combed his hair with his hands, and his snow-white fingers were interspersed in the jet-black hair, which was bright and eye-catching for a moment.He raised his head, and found a light-colored shirt in the windbreaker, with two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a fair neck and a bit of collarbone. In the afterglow, he looked like an oil painting with soft colors. Then he turned his head, and it was the Luo Fei's unforgettable face.

With fair skin, jet-black eyes, upturned nose, and soft red lips, Luo very often sketches the appearance of Mo Ziyi in his mind, but only after actually seeing him, does he realize the appearance in his mind, He was never as vivid as seeing him with his own eyes.

People kept coming in and out of the door, Luo Fei stood at the other end, looking at Mo Ziyi through the crowd until he turned his head and saw himself.

Ding Yan put down the hand that was on Luo Fei's arm, and directly held his palm.

How could she not remember Mo Ziyi, the day when Luo Fei's cousin got married, she threw herself into Luo Fei's arms crying, and then a boy asked Luo Fei to take him home, saying that it was dangerous for a girl to get drunk alone, and he asked Luo Fei , why let him wait.After he left, Luo Fei pulled her away and said word by word that he liked men.

At that time, Ding Yan didn't see Mo Ziyi's appearance very clearly, but at this moment she knew very well that the boy opposite was from that night.

She didn't know whether it was fear or nervousness in her heart. The boy had a more delicate and beautiful face than a girl's, but he didn't show any flamboyance or aggressiveness at all. Instead, he looked soft and harmless, with hair blown by the wind. There are a pair of black eyes under it, like some kind of small animal that needs protection.

Mo Ziyi and Luo Fei looked at each other across the crowd, and he didn't know what mood he was in at the moment, but when the woman next to Luo Fei held Luo Fei's hand, he finally came back to his senses.

Not too bad, Mo Ziyi thought to himself.Because he had foreseen this scene before, different people stood beside each other, but now Luo Fei was surrounded by his girlfriend, while he was surrounded by ordinary friends.

Mo Ziyi felt that Luo Fei had lost weight. He felt this way every once in a while when he saw Luo Fei, and the more obvious feeling was that he seemed to see the sense of alienation in Luo Fei from this scene.

There were two people who had an impression of this feeling in Mo Ziyi's heart, one was Xiao Yibai, and the other was Shen An in college. They were almost of the quiet and cold type, so indifferent that it seemed that they couldn't get close.On the other hand, Luo Fei had an imposing indifference, which made people a little daunting.In fact, this feeling has always been there, but Luo Fei completely restrained himself in front of Mo Ziyi, and now that he was standing in the crowd, this temperament was clearly displayed.

It seems that Luo Fei can no longer be described simply by good looks. His facial features and figure are only part of him. His temperament makes him more outstanding. He doesn't need to make any elaborate decorations. Just standing there is enough to attract people's attention. .He obviously didn't show any sharpness, but Luo Fei seemed to be isolated from everyone. Others could see him, but he didn't see anyone in his eyes. He was full of looking down. Mo Ziyi began to doubt Is he looking at himself?

He was so tall, wearing a simple sweater, and his hair was a little disheveled by the wind, but his eyes were so deep, his mouth was pursed, and his lines were stern. When he looked over, Mo Ziyi could almost feel the weight of those eyes.

Shen An followed Mo Ziyi's line of sight, and when he saw the man who stood out from the crowd, he probably understood in his heart, and when he looked at the woman beside him, Shen An completely understood.

"This is not a scene suitable for saying hello." He whispered to Mo Ziyi, with a smile on his lips, "This is a Shura field."

Mo Ziyi withdrew his eyes and said, "Go in."

Shen An put his arms around Mo Ziyi's shoulders and led him in together.

Luo Fei also walked inside with a blank expression. The fingers of his hand held by Ding Yan were drooping, and there was no sign of holding back.