Sister, you miss me

Ten hours, it was like a dream.

There is no passion, only warmth.

Hua Ziyan's body temperature still remains in her arms, and the fragrance of her nose is still lingering around her. Now, the trace of the fragrance is faint, and Yang Feng's heart is lost.

Waiting for the plane to have nothing to do, Yang Feng walked into the airport duty-free shop to kill time, and suddenly came to the cosmetics counter, full of Dior, Estee Lauder, Gucci, Burberry, etc., seeing Yang Feng wearing a dog-like person, spirit and handsome, The well-dressed clerk immediately approached him.

"Handsome guy, what do I need?"

Yang Feng looked directly at the clerk with a very aggressive gaze, until the other person blushed and his heart beat, Yang Feng said, "Which brand of cosmetics do you use?"

The clerk gasped slightly, stroked the beating heart violently, and said to himself: What a sharp look in his eyes, what a powerful man's breath.

"Hey."

"Oh," the clerk woke up like a dream, and immediately said: "I usually use Estee Lauder, Dior's perfumes are more, and other brands have tried them. These cosmetics are suitable for general skin and the price is not equal, so... …"

Yang Feng waved his hand: "What do you have?"

The female clerk broke her fingers: "Day cream, night cream, eye cream, facial mask, makeup remover, lotion, mascara, lip gloss, hand cream, neck cream..."

"Enough!" Yang Feng interrupted the clerk rudely: "It's not over yet, is there any buttocks cream?"

The female clerk blushed: "That's a kid's stuff."

"Is this really?"

The female clerk shook her head: "No."

Yang Feng loosened a button on the neckline, took off his leather jacket and put it on his hand, focusing on two brands he was more familiar with.

As everyone knows, the female clerk with torch-eyed eyes will faint.

Wow, Armani shirt!

Wow, Gucci leather jackets!

Wow, Versace belt!

Look at Yang Feng with a big wave of his hand, swallowing the mountains and rivers with anger: "Dior and Estee Lauder together, ten sets."

There was a flush of flush on the female clerk's face, and she secretly figured out how to interact with Gao Fushuai.

This is, Yang Feng's mobile phone rang the text message alert tone, and he did not care, thinking that it was mostly a cordial greeting from the motherland mobile company.

The female clerk finally thought about it. She took out a travel bag with the logo of the duty-free shop and said, "Handsome man, you are so handsome. I bought a bag of odds and ends. You just have to be here. Just sign it."

Yang Feng saw the female clerk holding a fragrant soft leather notebook and smiled: "Do you want to soak me? Forget it, we are destined to be travelers in each other's lives. Why do we know each other when we meet."

Carrying a travel bag of cosmetics, Yang Feng walked out of the duty-free shop, watching him with a pair of eyes, full of unwillingness.

An hour later, Yang Feng boarded the flight to Qingyun Airport. Dracula bought a package ticket, so it was still first class.

Yang Feng was looking forward to another affair, but this time, sitting beside him was an Arab man wearing a headscarf and a robe.

Men are very smelly, but they are body smell.

The strong body taste, even the well-informed stewardess who has been able to bear the test of time cannot bear it, let alone Yang Feng.

Yang Feng has already taken out the silver needle, intending to temporarily seal off his sense of smell.

A tall stewardess walked up to Yang Feng and squatted down and said in a low voice: "Sir, I'm really sorry, there are no seats available in the first class. How about changing you to economy class?"

Yang Feng straightened his back immediately, making himself appear broad-minded and tolerant of everything. He shook his head: "I can stop it."

The stewardess smiled sweetly, got up and curled up and left.

Yang Feng turned his head, took a breath of fresh air from the aisle, and took out the phone from his pocket. When it was lit, it was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

I saw it read: Yang Feng, don't forget your promise, you are responsible for the scars on my legs.

Suddenly, an ecstasy overwhelmed him. Yang Feng tried to dial a strange number and immediately hung up, but he saw that the phone showed that it was the number of Beidu, which was enough.

As a result, everything becomes better.

The air is not so bad anymore, and the Arab man looks quite cute.

Inadvertently spotting Yang Feng's ambiguous eyes, the Arab man swallowed and spit, and subconsciously pulled the turban to cover the beard's cheeks.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Qingyun Airport. The Arab man left his seat immediately and got off the plane first. He looked back at Yang Feng from time to time, his eyes were slightly scared and disgusting.

Yang Feng laughed dumbly, got off the phone slowly, turned on the phone, and gave Hong Tianjiao a call. Hong Tianjiao said he was waiting for him at the exit.

The suitcase was found on the transmission belt on the basement level of the airport and pulled to the exit. Hong Tianjiao, who was in a tight leather jacket, kept waving.

Suddenly, Yang Feng felt cordial and jelly again.

The two hugged, Hong Tianjiao was courteous, Yang Feng was oily, and only when he fully felt Hong Tianjiao's elastic chest muscles, he let go.

Hong Tianjiao was embarrassed for a while, Yang Feng burst into laughter, took out a set of Estee Lauder cosmetics from the travel bag and threw it over: "It's for you."

Hong Tianjiao immediately turned her anger into joy, smiling like a flower: "Thank you, Brother Yang."

Go to the underground parking lot to find the Grand Cherokee. From the airport expressway, I got on the expressway and flew to Chunyang County.

In the car, Yang Feng called Qin Xue. The phone was connected. Before Yang Feng spoke, Qin Xue cried and said, "Brother, Dad is gone."

Yang Feng frowned: "Xiaoxue, don't cry, what's the matter, didn't dad come back?"

"No, I don't know where he has gone. There is only one letter for you."

Yang Feng's heart sank: "I'll talk later when I come back."

After receiving the phone, Yang Feng asked Hong Tianjiao what was going on.

Hong Tianjiao said, "It hasn't been two days since you left, and Father Yang packed up his clothes and said that he was going to a far door."

Yang Feng nodded: "I saw him abroad."

"Then never came back."

Yang Feng was dumbfounded, and slowly, he had a bad feeling.The good mood is gone.

Silent all the way.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Grand Cherokee stopped at the door of the Zhantian Clinic, "Brother--" Qin Xue, who was crying blood and desperate, rushed out and plunged into Yang Feng's arms.

Yang Feng comforted him for a long time before Qin Xue stopped crying. The three of them walked into the clinic, and Yang Feng opened the envelope asking him to personally open it.

Unfolding the letter paper, it is Yang Zhantian's handwriting, but it appears strong and powerful, completely different from his style of writing medical prescriptions.

Xiaofeng, when you read this letter, I have already left.Being your father for 20 years, seeing you slowly grow up and become a real man day by day, my father is very proud, very pleased, and very satisfied.You are a real man, what I can teach you, and I have taught you everything. You have met your biological father and know your life experience. I can finally rest assured that it is time to leave.

Yang Feng squeezed the letter paper tightly, and continued to read: Although I saved you back then, I failed my husband's trust after all. Fortunately, he didn't blame me.When you grow up, I will be able to retreat. I am going to accompany my wife and children. They have waited for me for twenty years.

"Dad..." Yang Feng burst into tears, choked with words, and continued to look down: Xiao Feng, a mature man, not only has the ability, but also has the responsibility. I am very relieved of you. The only thing I am worried about is Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue's life experience is so miserable that she doesn't even know her biological parents. I want you to swear to take care of her forever.

Yang Feng closed his eyes, the teardrops finally lost their fetters, and rolled down, Qin Xue hugged him from behind, he took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked to the last paragraph: Xiao Feng, Dad always wanted you to be an ordinary person , Live an ordinary life, ha ha, that is really wishful thinking, you are destined to be extraordinary, let alone mediocre, if so, let it be vigorous, then let it shine, just like Mr.Finally, don't be sad, don't be sad, don't find me.

Yang Feng stood there for a long time before handing the letter to Qin Xue. He left the clinic and went through the small courtyard to Yang Zhantian’s room. He turned on the light and saw that the quilts were neatly folded, the room was spotlessly clean, and there was a room on the bedside table. The open linear book...

In his dimly tearful eyes, Yang Zhantian stood there, chanting: "Sit alone in the study and be your wife..." Yang Feng asked with a smile: "Daddy, do you use your left hand or your right hand?"

Everything seemed to be yesterday.

"Dad..." Since I can remember the bitterness and warmth of more than ten years, Yang Feng suddenly burst into tears.

I don't know when, Qin Xue walked in and hugged him from behind again.

Yang Feng patted Qin Xue's hand, gritted his teeth, came to the yard, took out the phone and gave Dracula a call.

"Dracula, my father is gone, you can ask Qin Zhong what he said to my father!" Yang Feng asked in a questioning tone as soon as he came up.

"Oh?" Dracula paused and said, "Xiaofeng, don't get excited. Qin Zhong is also your father. Yang Zhantian sacrificed his own child for you and raised you for 20 years. What can Qin Zhong say? Also blame him for failing?"

"In short, after seeing him, I left. I really regret that I shouldn't see him at all."

"Xiaofeng." Dracula said earnestly: "Everyone needs redemption, self-salvation, you, me, Yang Zhantian, your father Qin Zhong, your public announcement Leiden, everyone, great man, mortal As long as people have desires, they need salvation."

"This is your Western philosophy of life, I don't understand!"

"You want to see your biological father. I want to fulfill the employer's wish. Yang Zhantian feels guilty for your father and misses his wife and children. Your father Qin Zhong chose to exile himself because of what happened 20 years ago. Grandpa Brighton makes you feel sick..."

"I still don't understand!"

"Xiao Feng, Zhan Tian has raised you for 20 years, but in these 20 years, he has been missing, guilty, and self-blaming all the time. He wants you to grow up earlier, so he can go earlier. Reunite with my own wife and children."

Yang Feng said loudly: "His wife and children are already dead!"

"Yes! But in Zhantian's heart, to live forever, he just goes to find in his heart, looking for the way he imagined." Dracula paused, and said: "You have to find him back, but you are actually selfish, too. Because you feel guilty."