Fengyang looked at the anxious figure of Feng Xi and moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing more.
That’s it!
That's it. This is already his happiest ending, isn't it?
Just let his little thoughts be hidden forever!
He likes Brother Qi, he really likes him very much. In his life that is as cold as ice and snow, Brother Qi is his only warmth.
He no longer cares about how the world treats him, and has long been numb. Because no matter how hard he struggles, reality will still not treat him half well. As early as when his father gave him to his second uncle as a toy, he
He knew that in his life, he would sink into darkness forever and there would never be a way out.
So he gave up long ago, gave up on himself, gave up on hope, and gave up on all yearnings.
If there was anything else in the world that he cared about, it was Brother Qi.
Ever since Qi Brother saved him when he was a child, Qi Brother has been the only god in his heart.
He likes Brother Qi, he likes to see Brother Qi laugh, he likes to watch Brother Qi practicing martial arts, he likes to see Brother Qi playing the piano, painting and making tea, he likes everything about Brother Qi, because just watching Brother Qi is his happiest time.
He will forget all the pain, how he was treated, what kind of torture he endured, and all the bad things.
How he wished he could stay with Brother Qi and just look at him forever and ever.
However, he knew that this was always just his extravagant wish.
To him, Seventh Brother was probably just a moment of goodwill, but to him, Seventh Brother was the only light in his life, the only bright light he wanted to grasp.
He also wanted to live more, to see Brother Qi happy, and to see Brother Qi's face always full of smiles. But he had no time. He was not afraid of death. He had never been afraid of his life.
Even if he was picked up by Brother Seven, no one would care about him even if he died.
In the eyes of his father, he is just a plaything. Like all the playthings given to his second uncle, he will die when he dies. He knows it without his father having to say it. So, he doesn't care.
There's nothing to care about. What's the point of caring about something you already knew from the beginning?
He just couldn't worry about Seventh Brother. He knew that his father had no intentions. He didn't want Seventh Brother to be controlled as well. He didn't want Seventh Brother to be like him one day, cold-hearted and numb. He couldn't let it go, really couldn't let it go.
Therefore, all he could tell Seventh Brother was to let him leave, leave Fengwang City, and live happily ever after.
"Brother Qi, you, you must continue to be happy." Fengyang looked at Feng Xiying, his eyes filled with bright and soft light, as if he wanted to spend all his life's tenderness to remember this person and engraved it in his heart, and then
I will accompany him for all eternity.
Fengyang raised the corners of her lips slightly, leaving the gentlest smile to Feng Xiying.
Then, he closed his eyes.
His arms also dropped heavily.
Feng Xiying suddenly stiffened, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He raised his head, not daring to look at Fengyang. He just kept looking ahead, and finally saw the shadow of Penglai Pavilion. His eyes flashed with surprise, and he murmured
murmured,
"Fengyang, Fengyang, look, we are here, we are here! You are saved, Fengyang, you are saved! Fengyang, Fengyang, Fengyang..."