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Chapter 685: Finale! 75
Finale! 75
It's quiet tonight and everyone has gone to sleep. It's a good time to go out and steal things.
Although Feng Qijun was concentrating on reading, any subtle sound outside the room could not escape his sharp ears.
When he heard the sound, there was no movement in front of the room. After a while, he finally raised his head and shouted: "Who is it?"
There was silence outside the door, and no one answered.
Feng Qijun stood up and walked out to open the door. When he saw Liu Baiyue, he was stunned, and then asked: "Are you... okay?"
When Liu Baiyue raised her head, her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky: "Can we go in and talk?"
He was so stunned for a moment that he forgot to refuse.
Liu Qingcong was squatting opposite the door. She could see everything in the room clearly, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and she couldn't hear the conversation between the two people opposite.
Liu Baiyue walked into the room alone, looked at the things on the table, and said calmly: "Are you reading?"
"What's the matter with you?" Feng Qijun asked repeatedly.
"You don't have to be so outspoken, after all we..."
"Shut up!"
"There's no one else here, so you don't have to pretend. Those who are not romantic are not men, come on!" Liu Baiyue held his hand coquettishly, and all kinds of emotions suddenly appeared.
Feng Qijun shook off her hand with a sullen face and said coldly: "I'm not the kind of person you think."
Liu Baiyue lowered her voice and said: "Okay, just pretend that you are not that kind of person, I am. Then you come and accompany me. This is the last time I ask you. I will say goodbye to my eldest sister tomorrow and never bother you again."
I won’t disturb your love as husband and wife.”
Feng Qijun stood there blankly, hesitating.
"Just obey me! This way everyone will be better off. I know you don't belong to me, and I also understand that forceful melons are not sweet." Jiao Didi's voice was coquettish, and she had circled Feng Qijun's neck.
"Do you keep your word?" Feng Qijun grabbed her hands tightly and said sternly.
"Of course." Liu Baiyue said softly, and quickly closed the door.
After the door was closed, Liu Qingcong, who was peeping outside, had lost her strength. From the window paper, two entangled men and women could be seen squirming... Does she still need to watch this scene?
If so, of course she has to figure everything out clearly.
She dragged her numb feet to the door and listened.
The house was already buzzing with fire at the moment, and even if there was thunder outside, they might not be able to hear it.
"Qijun, I love you!"
"Um!"
After the sound of taking off clothes, Liu Qingcong knew what they were doing, no matter how stupid she was.
She froze on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning. The two people inside were her closest relatives. How could she have the courage to face all this.
Pain, pain like tearing the heart.
She suddenly hit the ground hard like crazy, making a heavy and dull sound.
All she knew was that she couldn't live anymore! She didn't have the courage to live anymore!
She suddenly ran away with her head in her hands!
Liu Qingcong swept out of Fengjiabao and flew straight into the woods on the back mountain.
Feng Shiqilang, who was practicing in the woods, saw someone flying over in the dark night from a distance, and he was stunned. He saw her long hair shawl, and her long white dress flying with her, like a fairy descending to the mortal world.
Liu Qingcong ran into Feng Shiqilang's arms and cried sadly. Feng Shiqilang was frightened by this sudden incident and stood there motionless.
She had never been a crybaby, but today her heart was so filled with panic that she had nowhere to vent her feelings. Only in front of Feng Shiqirou could she reveal all her original emotions.
She kept crying, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances in her heart at once. Her tears wet a large area of the clothes on Feng Shichiro's shoulders.
After a long time, Feng Shiqilang came back to his senses. He had never seen her crying so sadly. His handsome face gradually overflowed with a touch of pity. He gently patted her shoulder and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Already?"
"Don't ask me, I just want to cry quietly for a while, okay?" Liu Qingcong's muffled voice was choked with sobs. She hugged him, leaned on his shoulder, and let her tears fall on his shoulder.
Feng Shiqirou nodded and did not move, just letting her lean on him like this.
She didn't know how long she cried, but when she opened her eyes in a daze, it was already bright, and occasionally she could hear the chirping of birds. She was wearing a coat, and Feng Shichiro's hand was on her shoulder.
On the bed, he hugged her tightly. He squinted his eyes and seemed to be asleep. His peaceful look was very beautiful.
Liu Qingcong felt warm in her heart and asked herself how she could fall asleep like this.
She gently took away his hand, only to find that his hand was as cold as water. Feng Shichiro quickly withdrew his hand and said apologetically: "I didn't mean to offend you."
"I'm sorry, I was too rude." Liu Qingcong returned the coat to him, hiding her gratitude to him in her heart. He was always by her side when she was most sad.
"I don't know. If you still think of me as a good friend, don't ask. I don't know anything." Liu Qingcong shook her head desperately, trying to seal up that memory.
Feng Shichiro walked away slowly, kicking up a few leaves with every step he took. He stopped next to a big tree. He leaned his back against the tree pole and looked at her with half-squinted eyes: "Whatever you want
, if you think escaping will make you happier, just don’t say anything.”
"I'm sorry!" Liu Qingcong sniffed, feeling sad, and tears gathered in her eyes again.
"Don't say you're sorry to me. Good friends just want to make you happy, no matter what." He fisted sincerely, and there was no trace of adulteration in his serious expression.
Liu Qingcong looked at him blankly, why is he always so good? He has not changed at all, as if he has always been here and time has stopped for him.
She wanted to walk towards him, but found that her feet were numb and she almost fell, but was immediately supported by a pair of warm hands.
She looked up at him, his eyes were so gentle, but in the blink of an eye, the gentleness disappeared, replaced by a faint smile.
"You are really good. You can actually stand all night and not be afraid of the cold."
"It's not all thanks to you and you didn't even wake me up. Do you think it's so romantic?" She glared at him fiercely.
"Romantic? What do you mean?"
He helped her sit down on a big stone. The stone was quite cold, but his hands were warm enough to warm her weak heart.
"Romantic..." She thought for a while and then said: "Poetic and full of fantasy!"
Feng Shichiro scratched his head and pouted dullly: "I still don't understand."
"Let's put it this way, it's a man and a woman..." She stopped mid-sentence, her eyes blank and lifeless.
The scene from last night kept flashing through her mind, and her face suddenly turned red, because of shame? Because of anger?
Suddenly her whole body began to tremble, as if she was in a trance.
Feng Shichiro noticed something strange about her, hugged her into his arms, and remained silent without saying a word.
His heart was equally painful. He wanted her to be happy, but he couldn't help her if she wasn't happy. This was the biggest pain in his heart.
They were so absorbed in their sadness that they had no idea there was a living person standing behind them.
Feng Qijun hid behind the tree and took in everything they did. With his Qinggong, he would come and go without a trace and would not be noticed by anyone.
How did he get here? Let’s start from last night.
Last night, Liu Baiyue knocked on his door and threatened and lured him. In order to prevent Xiaoqing from being harmed, he agreed to Liu Baiyue.
Liu Baiyue tried her best to seduce him, but he just let her do whatever she did without any counterattack, without giving her any expression.
Liu Baiyue was angry: "You are a dead person! I don't understand, why am I inferior to Liu Qingcong? Isn't it great that my mother gave her a prettier face? She can't even look down on her own man..."
"Pa" a crisp slap sounded.
"I won't allow you to insult her like this. No matter what happens to her, I love her. You don't have to think about changing. It will never change."
"I'm not willing to give in!" she yelled.
"You're not even qualified to carry her shoes." He quickly put on his clothes and walked out without even looking at her again.
Liu Baiyue's whole body and mind felt cold.
That night, Feng Qijun went to the guest room and spent the night.
Quietly, he didn't want to disturb anyone. His heart was very tired and at a loss. After thinking about it all night, he decided to confess to Xiaoqing.
Early the next morning, when he returned to his room, the door opened and the room was empty.
Where did Xiaoqing go? She is still sick.
He was about to look for her when suddenly a person stood behind him like a ghost and said softly: "No need to look for it, I just saw Liu Qingcong."
Feng Qijun suddenly turned around. When he saw Ran Chengao, his whole face turned cold and said: "Cousin, I have always respected you, but I also ask you to respect me. Xiaoqing and I are already married. Please
For my sake don't argue with her anymore."
"It turns out that in your eyes, Qijun, I am just a petty person. I overestimated myself. But let me tell you the truth, I am not interested in that woman at all now. I just feel unworthy of you."
His words were full of regret.
"How do you say this?" Feng Qijun said coldly.
"Do you think she really has a headache? If it is a headache, why didn't you call the doctor? You were deceived by her." Ran Chengao folded his arms around his chest and smiled lazily.
"I won't believe your words. You came to the South Campus just to slander her and sow feelings between us. Then your wishful thinking was wrong."
"I knew you wouldn't believe me. Seeing is believing. Just go to the woods behind the sword-making workshop and find out." Ran Chengao said with a leisurely smile.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Qijun's face became increasingly livid, and he kept denying what he was thinking.
No, it won’t be like this!
"Look at your most beloved wife making love to someone else right now!" Ran Chengao laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed through the woods.
"Huh, don't talk nonsense! What are your intentions? For the sake of my cousins, as long as you don't mention the past, I can pretend that nothing happened. You go!"
Ran Chengao looked at his face. The more he looked at it, the more interesting it became. He smiled mischievously and said, "So this is how Feng Shaoxia is angry. I can't beat you, but my heart is clearer than yours."
"Why don't you leave quickly?" Feng Qijun put the sheathed sword on Ran Chengao's neck with his backhand. Even if the sword was not out of the sheath, it would be easy to kill him.
Most swords must drink blood as long as they are unsheathed and exposed to light, otherwise the owner of the sword will surely suffer a bloody disaster. Although this is a rumor, most masters do not unsheath their swords easily.
And the silver glazed sword in Feng Qijun's hand is the most precious sword among swords.
Ran Chengao's expression changed, and he laughed a few times and said: "I also kindly remind you, forget it if you don't believe it. Whether it is true or not, you will understand everything if you see it for yourself. Is it because you dare not go?
look?"
His eyes were bright and full of sarcastic smiles.
"Hmph, what am I afraid of? It's impossible for such a thing to happen, so why should I go and see it." Feng Qijun pretended to be relaxed, but unfortunately he was not clever.
Ran Chengao slowly reached out to take away his sword, then gave him a meaningful look before leaving the south courtyard.
Feng Qijun kept telling himself that he didn't believe Ran Chengao's words, not at all.
He searched all over the south courtyard, but he couldn't find Liu Qingcong.
Finally, with the mentality of giving it a try, he came to the woods at the back of the mountain and saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen.
Seeing it with his own eyes, he had to believe Ran Chengao's words. Xiaoqing looked in high spirits, chatting and laughing with Feng Shiqilang, and did not look like he was ill at all.
She pretended to be sick just to be with Feng Shichiro?
How long has she been with Feng Shiqilang without telling her?
…
Many, many things. He thought about it for several hours, but he still couldn't figure out why she would betray him. He really couldn't figure out why she would do this, but the facts were in front of him, so he didn't even have the chance to deceive himself.
He sighed deeply in his heart and couldn't think about it anymore. He couldn't face the betrayal of his beloved wife.
He had something on his mind, but who could he tell him about such a shameful thing? He didn't have the courage to face it.
Fallen leaves are flying in the wind, spinning, and slowly falling...
Feng Shichiro reached out and grabbed a leaf, weighing it in his hand and playing with it. The person was there, but the heart was not.
He was holding his beloved in his arms, but unfortunately she was not thinking of him. Even so, he was still willing to protect her silently, as long as she was happy.
Liu Qingcong has been leaning on a solid shoulder, but she doesn't feel anything at all. She doesn't know what else she can do now. For a person who is desperate, what else can arouse her interest?
Feng Shiqirou really wanted to stay with her like this forever. If time stopped at this moment forever, he would have no regrets in this life. But he is a realist, and he knows that this is impossible and cannot be expected.
