The meal was finished in an awkward atmosphere. Neither Feng Jingchen nor Yun Shengrui spoke during the entire dinner. Only Bai Yiqing and I spoke a few simple words, and every word Bai Yiqing said was like
He was targeting me, and every word he said made it difficult for me to step down. I don’t know whether he did it on purpose or inadvertently.
After dinner, Yun Shengrui sent me, Feng Jingchen, and Bai Yiqing out of the door. Bai Yiqing also returned to his home. Only Feng Jingchen and I returned to the villa where I once lived.
But when I opened the door of the villa, I was shocked because the design of the entire villa had been completely changed. Now my home is no longer a replica of Yun Shengrui's home, but a replica of Feng Jingchen's home.
"This home...?" I looked at Feng Jingchen in surprise.
"I don't know if you are very satisfied, but you still picked up my sofa, which I had thrown away again."
Damn, how can I be dissatisfied? The house is so beautiful, and there is a creek, but he is too wasteful. 555555555 I worked so hard to beg Yun Shengrui to pick up the sofa. Really, forget it, this is his home.
It’s not my home, so it has nothing to do with me as to how I want to change it. I’m just looking at the villa.
"It's okay, it's okay." I said reluctantly.
Then he took me to the second floor. There were many rooms on the second floor, but most of them were vacant. He pushed open the door of a room. It was full of clothes, and they were all women's clothes. The floor was filled with all kinds of clothes.
All kinds of shoes, I'm sweating.
"From now on, you don't need to wear school uniforms anymore. I don't know your figure very well, so I basically bought three sizes for one piece of clothing. As for the shoes, I have taken off your shoes before, so I remember they should be size 36."
Damn it, is he sick? Did he lie about how much money he had? Or something? And he even remembers my shoe number? "Yes, it's No. 36, but you don't need to buy me anything, right?"
"Are we friends?" He smiled slightly, but it was obviously just pretending.
...Haha, I don’t know if your friends would do this, but I suspect that my current friend Feng Jingchen is crazy.
"Friend, ha, friend." A few drops of cold sweat suddenly broke out on my head.
He took me to another room, and that room was the dressing room. The big mirror surrounded one wall, and the cosmetics on the table were enough for 100 people. My brother must have had a short circuit in his brain.
And since he came back to my house, I felt something was wrong with him, because he kept smiling, which made me feel very eerie. I was curious, why did he keep pretending to smile when it was clearly not a smile from the bottom of his heart?
"Are you tired? Let me massage you?" Feng Jingchen asked me softly, but I was even more scared.
......... Is he really Feng Jingchen? Is his attitude so good? He even took the initiative to give me a massage? And he was so low-key? Does he want to ask me for something? But I have no use value.
So why is he doing this?
"No, no need." I answered him nervously.
"It doesn't matter, are we friends?"
Friends again? I sweated. My previous friends were not like him... I sat back on the sofa helplessly. He stood behind me and massaged me. It was indeed very comfortable, but I felt uncomfortable.
, through the reflection of the marble wall, I saw the true side of Feng Jingchen... The face he was massaging me at this moment was still cold. I knew that all his smiles before were because he was forcing himself.
"Wait a minute." I grabbed his hand, and he stopped continuing to massage: "Sit." After I ordered him, he sat down next to me obediently, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
Comfortable, because this person is not Feng Jingchen at all.
"Are you tired?" I kept looking at Feng Jingchen's eyes. His eyes looked very soft, but through the depths of his eyes, I still felt that they were cold.
"Not tired." He smiled slightly again.
"That's not what I'm talking about. Do you remember when I pretended to be a lady? You also asked me the same question, why are you pretending to be like this now? This is not you at all!"
"Do you think this is okay? Do you think I'm gentle like this?"
...I didn't feel the tenderness, but it was terrifying. Why would he do this for me? "Listen to me, Feng Jingchen..."
"Call me Chen." He interrupted me and yelled at me. I saw that he was really like him at this moment: "I'm sorry." He looked a little annoyed but instantly turned into that.
The fake wind purifies the dust.
Forget it, just call him Chen. It’s really disgusting: “Chen, you don’t have to do so much for me. We are just friends. You don’t need to pretend to be yourself. I think it’s better for a person to be gentle and come from the heart.
.”
"I mean it from the bottom of my heart."
"No, you're not. You were indeed gentle to me before. Those things were truly from the heart, but your tenderness now is definitely a disguise."
"Sorry, I don't know how to treat women. Yi Qing said that women like gentle men, so..."
...Do women like gentle men? Anyway, I am like this, but why would he deliberately become gentle for me? This is very strange. To be honest, looking at him like this now, I still miss his original style.
Clean dust.
"It's not necessary. You just need to be gentle to the woman you like. You don't need to be gentle to other women."
"I have never been gentle to other women at all. I am only gentle to you. Why don't you understand?" I felt like he was jumping out of his skin in a hurry.
But after he finished speaking, I was slightly aware of it now, because he seemed to have said it too clearly. Everything he did was because he-----liked me? I can think so, right? My heart was filled with emotion because of his words.
There was a trace of madness and a trace of nervousness. Through Feng Jingchen’s icy eyes, I only saw myself in his eyes. I don’t like him, I really don’t like him, but why did he say this to me?
Are you a little happy? I don’t understand. Maybe he once knew that Yun Shengrui and I met at night, not because he liked Yun Shengrui but me??? I don’t know why he likes me, or maybe he said these things,
It's not because he likes me, but because he can't touch other women that he has a crush on me?
My heart is a little confused now, and my mind is even more confused. Looking at his anxious look sitting in front of me, I know that if we continue talking, we will not be friends.
However, fortunately he did not continue talking, and I breathed a sigh of relief...