Chapter 922 Why bother forcing him to stand in line?
The solemn figure standing in the wind disappeared in the night sky after a long time.
Although Chu Qianli never looked at him, she didn't even seem to care about his existence.
But maybe, only she herself knew how difficult it was for her to live with his eyes lingering on her for half an hour.
How many times have I wanted to go back to the roof, hold his hand, and tell him that we will walk together in the future.
But how many times, at the moment when I almost couldn't help but take a step forward, countless things reminded myself that their paths were different!
After Feng Yexuan left, Chu Qianli walked to the tree not far away, spread out a blanket and mattress, and sat down on it.
The night is a bit deep.
The children dispersed and went home to rest.
At the end of the village, the adults were still having barbecues.
In all these years, when have you ever had such a sumptuous meal?
Everyone is simple and it is not easy for anyone to take the meat back to their home while there are still people eating it.
So, all we can do is wait.
After everyone has stopped eating, look at how to distribute the remaining ingredients.
If you store these ingredients well, you can still eat them for a long time.
Chu Qianli was sitting under the tree, and there was someone sitting next to her.
He was holding a wine bottle in his hand and drinking slowly.
"Do you know he's coming?" Chu Qianli asked.
Feng Dingchu said nothing and continued drinking.
"How much do you know about Huarong? Back then..."
Feng Dingchu continued to raise his hand and drank slowly, without any intention of talking to him.
Chu Qianli let out a shallow breath. She forgot that he was Feng Yexuan's Nine Emperors Uncle.
Why force him to take sides?
She also raised her hand casually, and there was an extra bottle of cocktail in her hand.
She lifted the bottle cap with her long finger and drank quietly.
As expected, Feng Dingchu still had no reaction. He was still drinking his own wine, completely immersed in his own world.
I don't know how long it took, but the man, who basically didn't have much ability to drink, suddenly tilted his head and leaned against the tree, falling into a drowsy state.
Chu Qianli raised her eyes and saw that his drunken eyes were half-closed.
Those two thin lips opened and closed slightly, and the overflowing call instantly hurt her heart: "...Mother."
mother!
In his strong body lived a heart that could occasionally be fragile.
And the biggest desire in my heart is, mother.
Chu Qianli let out a breath and looked at his long, well-jointed fingers, feeling inexplicably melancholy.
She also misses her mother very much.
Having lived two lifetimes, she has never felt the warmth given by her mother. She also wants a mother, but she is destined not to have this blessing.
He took out the pillow and placed it beside him, then supported Feng Dingchu and carefully let him sleep on the pillow.
After that, Chu Qianli took out the quilt and covered him.
She also took out a quilt and pillow and slept not far from him.
Aunt Sun came and wanted to ask if she wanted to go into the house to sleep, but she was afraid of waking up the fairy.
Chu Qianli waved her hand, indicating that that would be fine.
Aunt Sun was still afraid that they would be cold, so she lit a stove for them not far away before leaving.
Chu Qianli looked at her leaving figure with inexplicable envy.
Perhaps, living hard without any distractions, just for three meals a day, is also a kind of happiness.
At least, there are family members who love me and whom I love around me.
When can she live the life she wants to live?
I don't need to be high and mighty, I don't need to be a queen, I just want to be quiet and carefree.
Prince Xuan, is he really willing to live such a life with her?
...At this time, Feng Yexuan has returned to the military camp.
Leng Ji came out of the tent carrying the untouched food.
Looking up, he saw Feng Ling walking towards him...
