Feng Yi's cold lips were hooked and a sneer was raised at the corners of his mouth.
"Since it comes to this, let's talk about it today. Yes, I liked you. I admit that men like women."
The cool night wind blew on Feng Yi's face.
But the coolness brought by the breeze could not cool the coldness at the bottom of his heart.
Is that what Feng Yihan thinks of him?
"What about now? Do you still like me?"
Because Feng Yihan was too excited, his body tied under the safety belt leaned in the direction of Feng Yi.
In the past, it was she who had been chasing the back of canonization that deliberately ignored the love of Feng Yi.
She knew he liked her very early.
But she can't respond, because once she responds, she and canonization are completely impossible.
At that time, she was not willing to let go of the canonization like that.
But it's different now.
The canonization has been certified with Luoyang.
And over the years, the canonization has never looked at her in the eye, and she is tired.
If she looks back now, is there still time?
Will Feng Yi still be waiting for her?
"No."
In Feng Yihan's expectant eyes, a word of light but incomparably affirmative came out of Feng Yi's mouth.
Feng Yihan's hope fell through in an instant.
The picture seemed to be frozen, and the dead silence lingered around them.
"You also said you don't like mo'an. You don't like me because you like her!"
Feng Yihan roared wildly again. Her eyes were wide open and her face was ferocious and terrible.
It must be.
Feng Yi must like mo'an.
Otherwise, he has liked her for so many years. How can he suddenly dislike her?
He must be in love with others!
Must be!
"This has nothing to do with moan."
Feng Yi looked at Feng Yihan expressionless.
His eyes, as warm as jade, were obviously alienated in coldness. It seemed that he didn't know Feng Yihan.
"Excuse me! If you don't like mo'an, you like others. Otherwise, after all these years, why do you suddenly dislike me?"
Feng Yihan was so wronged that she wanted to cry, but now she can't cry.
Full of anger.
After her adoptive mother died, Feng Yi was the best person to her in the world.
Is he leaving her now?
"You don't have to like others to dislike you."
Compared with Feng Yihan's crazy roar, Feng Yi is calm and terrible.
"What's the reason? Why don't you like me?"
Feng Yihan stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Yi's arm.
She has only Feng Yi now. She doesn't want to lose him. Don't.
"There's no reason. If you don't like it, you don't like it."
The cigarette in his hand was quietly thrown out of the car by Feng Yi.
"You're still lying to me!" Feng Yihan shook off Feng Yi excitedly. "You just like mo'an! Or you don't like mo'an, are you a little girl? Because you don't like me when I grow up!"
Feng Yihan thought it over and over again. This is the only reason why Feng Yi doesn't like her anymore.
Feng Yi's calm eyes finally showed some shock.
"Feng Yihan, do you think I'm a pervert?"
Feng Yi can't believe it. In Feng Yihan's eyes, he is such a person.
He is very normal. He likes a person, a simple individual, not a girl of a certain age.