It was the first time An Xici saw Feng Xiying like this.
He was kneeling there, his expression empty and sad, as if he was the only one left in the world.
"Feng Qi, I'm going to find someone to change Fengyang's clothes!" An Xibi suddenly said.
Feng Xiying nodded: "Thank you. Fengyang likes the color white."
No matter how reluctant he is to accept the reality, Fengyang has left and will never come back. He knows that Fengyang loves to be clean, and he definitely doesn't want to leave like this.
"Okay." An Xijian agreed, stood up and ordered two girls to come over, get clean clothes, and asked them to put them on Fengyang carefully.
While An Xici was pulling Wuyouzi out, she asked him in a low voice: "How did Fengyang die?"
Wuyouzi shook his head: "Go and ask yourself!"
He really couldn't say anything. The first time he looked at Feng Xiying, he was speechless. He really didn't expect that there would be such a scum in Fengwang City and treat a person with a heart disease like this. He felt so sorry for Feng Xiying.
I'm still very optimistic about it, but Phoenix King City is becoming more and more unsightly now.
Well, this is not something he can comment on.
By the time An Xijie returned, the two girls had already helped Feng Xiying clean and change Fengyang's clothes. Fengyang had her eyes closed, as if she was asleep, quiet and beautiful.
An Xici asked the two girls to step back and saw Feng Xiying squatting on the edge of the collapse. She also went over to sit down and asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"
It's not that An Xici likes to meddle in other people's business, but she knows that at this time, Feng Xiying must be in desperate need of someone to listen to him. An Xici knows very well that she will not respond to the love given by Feng Xiying.
But she will respond to a friend's kindness. She may not be able to help him, but at least listening to him can reduce some of his pain.
An Xici understands all too well the pain of being overly suppressed.
"Xi Xi, I can't forgive myself, nor can I forgive too many people. Fengyang, he shouldn't die like this." Feng Xiying lowered his head slightly, sad and helpless.
An Xici did not speak, but quietly listened to Feng Xiying finish talking about Fengyang's origin, Fengyang's illness, Fengyang's experience, and how Fengyang died.
"Xi Xi, I don't know who should I seek revenge from. My father, my second uncle, or myself? If I had cared more about Fengyang, I wouldn't have let him endure so many years of torture." Feng Xiying is really very sad.
I really hate myself, why didn't I care more about Fengyang? If he had known earlier, this result would not have been like this.
"You don't have to do anything, everything will work out." After hearing Feng Xiying's words, An Xici suddenly said this.
Feng Xiying looked at her confused.
However, An Xici nodded firmly at him: "Feng Qi, believe me, you don't need to do anything, everything will work out."
Feng Xiying didn't understand.
"Do you believe me?" An Xici asked.
Feng Xiying nodded.
Of course he believed her, otherwise, he would never tell her such a private matter. Because this is not only related to the reputation of Fengwang City, but also to Fengyang. He no longer wants Fengyang to be harmed in any way, so if not
He absolutely trusts An Xibi, and he will never tell An Xibi about this matter.