The young prince thought for a while, then used all his strength to drag his silly aunt to Nan Ming.
Then, he took his aunt's hand and Uncle Nan's hand and put them together.
After taking a few breaths, the young prince ran over again, picked up his father, put his short little fingers to his lips, and whispered: "At this time, it is not convenient for us to stay here."
Feng Danyuan raised his eyebrows: You quite understand.
The young prince also raised his eyebrows: Well, this is what my aunt said in her book.
Feng Danyuan: Children are told not to watch those things.
Young Prince: Hehe, I saw it before.
Feng Danyuan picked up the young prince and strode away, waving his hand to indicate that the secret guards could withdraw and not to be an eyesore.
The young prince shouted in a low voice: "Daddy, please slow down..."
Oh, I forgot that you have short legs. Feng Danyuan bent down and picked up the little guy with one hand.
All the irrelevant people disappeared, and finally only Nan Ming and Feng Weihuan were left in the yard.
Feng Weihuan withdrew his hand. Unexpectedly, the big hand that was just holding her hand suddenly grasped her hand firmly, tightly, like holding the most precious treasure in the world, and did not want to let go at all.
Feng Weihuan's heart seemed to be held tightly by that hand, and she was a little out of breath.
After learning that he was safe, the countless reunions that had been rehearsed in my mind were all forgotten.
I wanted to say something to him, but I didn't know how to say it.
Somehow, I just felt inexplicably wronged in my heart, and once this thought came together, I couldn't stop it. It was like a pebble thrown into water, spreading out in circles.
A tear fell unexpectedly.
Then, there was another drop.
Tick tick tick, the tears fell on Nan Ming's hands, like hot sparks, dripping on his heart, burning holes of various sizes in an instant.
It hurts so much.
Nan Ming stretched out his hand, took Feng Weihuan into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry for making you sad."
"I - I don't want to hear apologies. I don't want to hear about apologies in this life or apologies in the previous life!"
Feng Weihuan reached out and pressed his heaving chest, raised his head, and suddenly said harshly: "Nanming, if you were sorry for me in your previous life, then you will repay me in this life. I don't accept the apology, I only want you -"
She said word by word: "For the rest of your life, live well and treat me wholeheartedly."
Nan Ming replied without hesitation: "Okay, I promise you."
"Don't die before me."
"good."
"Don't disappear for no reason."
"good."
"From now on, whatever I say will be whatever it is."
"good."
...
Feng Weihuan made a lot of requests, but Nanming agreed to them all.
"A man's mouth is a liar. You are just saying it casually now."
"No. I won't lie to you."
"No, you lied to me. My sister-in-law told me everything about you, why didn't you tell me?"
"Maybe... I don't know how to speak." Nan Ming is such a conceited and smart person, and he doesn't know what to do at this moment, "How about I tell you again?"
"Okay!" Feng Weihuan sniffed and said sadly, "What should I do if I still want to cry?"
Nan Ming pressed her head to his chest: "Cry, you can cry as long as you want."
"Shouldn't you comfort me and stop crying?"
"Stop crying, crying too much will hurt your eyes."
"You just made me cry for as long as I wanted."
"..."
Nanming felt like he had shot himself in the foot.
But it doesn't hurt at all.
He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. The days are long and he will always be able to coax his little princess well.
