It would be such a happy event if they could be together!
Suddenly hearing An Xici mention Feng Xiying, Feng Qiwu's face suddenly turned red.
He was hesitating and speechless: "I, I..."
"What am I? Sister, don't you like Feng Qi?" An Xici said with a deliberately evil smile.
"I like him!" Feng Qiwu blurted out in a hurry.
An Xibi laughed softly.
Only then did Feng Qiwu realize that he had been fooled by her, and reached out to catch her: "Okay, you deceive me! See how I deal with you!"
An Xishui hurriedly smiled and dodged.
The two laughed and joked for a while before calming down.
Feng Qiwu dragged his head and sighed: "But he doesn't like me."
An Xibi looked at her in surprise: "How could that happen?"
Feng Qiwu lowered his head slightly: "I have liked him since a very early age. I like his cleanliness and warmth, and like to see his gentle smile. However, no matter who he treats, he is always polite and distant. Even if we
They are friends, relatively close, but he treats me no differently than other people. So I always knew that he didn't like me."
An Xibi was confused: "Does this mean I don't like you? Is there anything wrong with treating you like everyone else?"
An Xici didn't quite understand.
What does this have to do with whether you like it or not?
Feng Qiwu poked her forehead with his finger: "You, I really admire you!"
An Xici looked innocent.
Feng Qiwu asked her angrily and funny: "Then let me ask you, in your heart, what is the difference between Mo Yan, Yu Ye, Yue Xiuyan, and Ji Wuhen to you? You treat them all the same
Of?"
An Xijie thought for a while and replied seriously: "Ayan is just like myself to me. My uncle is the closest person and a family member. Yue Xiuyan is my default son-in-law, and Ji Wuhen is
Friends. They are all equally important to me. I don’t think there is any special difference?”
They are all her dearest people, and they are more important than life to her. Not only them, but also other people, those she cares about, they are all equally important in her mind.
Feng Qiwu: "..." She was really defeated.
Feng Qiwu held his forehead, but for a long time he and An Xijie couldn't explain why.
An Xibi looked at her innocently for a long time and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my answer?"
Feng Qiwu felt that she was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood: "Xi'er, let me ask you again, do you think Mo Yan is the same as yourself? What if, I mean what if, you would
Do you treat other men the same way you treat Mo Yan?"
An Xibi shook his head: "Of course not. In this world, there is only one An Xibi and only one Mo Yan. I once asked A Yan what emotion is. He said that it is probably an unreasonable thing. I
I also think so. So I have never understood it. I don’t know how much love I have for Ah Yan. I just know that he is like myself. Only by being with him can I feel at ease.
. Without him, I will no longer be complete, and I will never be happy for a moment."
As for other people, she can pay for them and treat them as very important people, but this should be different from what A Yan means to her.