Chapter 157

You said, to be my life's little padded jacket, warm my heart!

I remember clearly what she said, the promise of the only woman he remembered in his life, but at this moment, I don't know why. When it came to my mouth, Feng Yimo couldn't say it.

The woman in front of us is familiar, but also unfamiliar!

Six years, not long and not short, the distance of time, many things have changed, just like her appearance, the most simple, direct and clear change!

Presumably, now, he is no longer the same!

Tears on his face, Yin Lanxi suddenly bit his lips. Seeing her appearance, it is clear that she is still resisting.

"Are you What's the problem? "

Constantly shaking his head, Yin Lanxi kept silent about what happened in those years. After a long time, she suddenly said: "Yimo, even if I come back! Are we No more? Will you do anything for your little padded jacket? "

His delicate voice and tears touched the fragile dazzle in his heart, but he stopped: the woman in front of him is his dream from small to large!

But at this moment, he couldn't give a positive answer. When he came to his mouth, he thought of his grandmother, the rules of family sealing, and Rino, who has done a lot for him and his grandmother. Maybe, his heart is more inclined to her who is young and has deep feelings, but what about grandma? He can ignore everything about Fengjia, but can he disobey grandma?

And Rino, thinking of her, he was in love!

"You won't! You don't want me! " Feng Yimo's hesitant Kung Fu cries and turns around. Yin Lanxi has already run away.

"Lanxi --"

opens his mouth, seals the desert, but doesn't go after it.

When he picked up the box that he had dropped on the ground, he saw a discounted label, which seemed to be the one she had just dropped:

200?

How can she buy clothes that are less than 200 yuan on sale?

What did she go through all these years? How can you be so haggard and depressed? How to say, she is also the eldest daughter of the Yin family with hundreds of millions of assets! No matter what, the real estate and stock under your name should be a little bit!

For the first time, I stayed in situ for a long time. I was lost!

Once I wanted to find this woman, suddenly my wish came true. Feng Yimo was caught by surprise. After a short period of happiness, he was replaced by endless emptiness and melancholy.

He was deeply trapped by an inexplicable emotion -

instead of trying to find out her news, he quickly returned to Qingcheng, but he did not return to "Baimo garden" or contact with Reno.

For several days, Feng Yimo was in his office - dazed!

This day, I sorted out the minutes of the meeting. As soon as Mo Yan walked in, he saw that Feng Yimo was wandering again with his chin on. After Licheng came back, this kind of action seemed to be his standard match. Ten times he came in, eight times he did.

Following his eyes, he saw a basin of jasmine flowers on the side flower rack, and a black bag on the side cabinet. These days, he saw more than once that his eyes would be lost in that direction.

After grabbing the back of his head, Mo Yan is still wondering:

What's wrong with him recently? I can't hold the meeting, and I have little interest in case It's not a little unusual! What's good?

In Mo Yan's eyes, he looks like a day for several years. He doesn't even change a little. He can't bump his eyes when he is familiar with it. But in the world of sealed desert, jasmine is like Lanxi, and that bag represents Reno.

Every day, the eyes fall on the past, are difficult to choose and choose.

Put the materials in front of him, Mo Yan murmured: "brother Feng, today's meeting is to be recorded --"

suddenly, the focus of his eyes could not be gathered: "Hmm!"

He raised his hand and motioned for him to sit down. After that, Feng Yimo looked over it. Then he signed on the general page: "just follow the plan, almost. You can make up your mind!"

In my memory, he is all vigorous.

Never seen him so lazy, even with a little will depressed decadent, Mo Yan quite surprised: "brother Feng, are you too tired?"

Ten billion cases, he shouldn't be like beating chicken blood, how this kind of reaction? Suddenly, Mo Yan's mind came up with a sentence - heroism, childlike love!

Is it related to love and women?

Lifting eyes, sealing the desert straight body: "tired, but can not say, some things, have not thought through!"

Looking at his good brother who has been with him for more than ten years, a group of abstinence Department coldly, Feng Yimo suddenly said:

"Mo Yan, if it's you, two pens, a new one that you like very much, and one that you have used for many years, which one would you choose?"

With a little thought, Mo Yan said: "the old one! Used to it! "

At that time, Feng Yimo suddenly felt that the metaphor seemed inappropriate: Yes, the new one may be bad, but the old one has been verified.

Looking at the way he twisted his eyebrows, Mo Yan probably guessed what kind of choice problem he was facing. Obviously, his answer made him question and tangle:

"if you really like the new one, you should choose the new one! You are so selective, there is no answer. If I answer the new one, you will doubted that the new one is bad! In fact, the first response is the most accurate! If I choose the old one, if you agree with it, it means that you love the old and prefer the old one; if you doubt it, it means that your heart has already turned to the new one! "

In a word, right in the heart of the red, the desert is silent!

Looking at his reaction, Mo Yan has probably guessed something:

"brother Feng, not everything can be analyzed with reason, even if it is analyzed for you, it is not necessarily right! Why don't you follow your heart? Not simpler? Let it be as it is, maybe it will be better when you walk! Don't trap yourself to death! "

Maybe only that woman can let him show such a confused reaction!

A woman who had been with him for more than ten years and he was thinking about her, he even hesitated. Does this mean that he also had real feelings for Miss Jane?

This woman is really powerful! It's only a few days' work. How can he be confused?

The remaining light from the corner of the eye unconsciously sweeps to one side again. The desert is still hard to choose, so it waves:

"well, let me calm down again!"

Get up, Mo Yan goes out.

The door of the room closed slowly, and the vision of the desert turned to the past again:

follow the heart?

He has always hated men's duplicity and non specialization in their use of love. He never rarely cared about the happiness of the same people. He never liked to drag the mud and water, and rarely tangled and hesitated. But this time, he really lost his mind.