Jian Qian didn't understand. She only thought that he wanted to draw a clear line with her because of Zhou Qianqian. In this case, she couldn't ask any more questions and just nodded and left.
Feng Ying looked at her leaving figure, opened his mouth helplessly, and finally buried his face deeply.
——
It was forty-eight hours after Zhou Qianqian returned to the general ward. She looked at the lights on the roof and said to Feng Ying: "Mr. Feng, if I am disfigured, I will definitely depend on you."
Feng Yingxiao, "I'll marry you."
Zhou Qianqian turned to look at him because he said he would marry her.
Feng Ying also looked at her, "I'm serious."
"You married me while you were thinking of someone else? Am I, Zhou Qianqian, such a woman to accommodate men?"
"If I can marry you, I can naturally forget that person."
Feng Ying said this.
Zhou Qianqian knew that people in the Feng family were ruthless, but she still felt chilled when she saw him like this.
"I don't need it, unless you really fall in love with me, and then declare to the whole world that you only love me in this life, you will not cheat, you will not change your heart, and you will belong to me for the rest of your life, whether it is body or spirit."
Zhou Qianqian looked at him and became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.
"You don't look like someone who just escaped death?"
So many requests.
"Hey, Feng Ying, that woman seems to have fallen in love with you."
"..."
Feng Ying frowned and looked at her.
"Really, when I told her that we were often together, she had obvious jealousy in her eyes, and her whole aura changed, but she didn't seem to know it."
"..."
"Or maybe I just don't want to admit it."
Zhou Qianqian thought about how Jian Qian pretended not to care when she mentioned Feng Ying when they were eating, and said thoughtfully.
"Whether she loves me or not, it's impossible for me to be with her."
Zhou Qianqian was also surprised when Feng Ying spoke again.
"Feng Ying, in my heart, you are not such a courageous man, otherwise I would not make friends with you."
Zhou Qianqian said to him.
Feng Yingxiao: "I just don't have the guts. Are you afraid? I will become Mrs. Feng soon."
Zhou Qianqian's face really turned pale.
Of course, there was no color on her face.
Jian Qian was near the ward. It wasn't until Feng Ying left that she picked up the fruit basket and knocked on the door.
Zhou Qianqian was posting on WeChat Moments with her mobile phone, posting a photo of herself with her head wrapped in gauze. When she saw her, she said, "You came just in time. Come over and take a photo for me. It should be more tragic."
Jian Qian: "..."
She took three photos of Zhou Qianqian in a row and said they were not miserable enough.
Jian Qian wondered: "Why does it have to be so miserable?"
"This can make a man feel pity."
Zhou Qianqian said.
What she did was not at all consistent with her appearance, and was even very inconsistent.
But she just did it.
Jian Qian probably knew what she wanted to look like, so he took another photo of her according to her request. When she was finally satisfied, she posted it on WeChat Moments.
"Should we become friends? Maybe if I come to City A again in the future, we can have a meal or something together?"
"Um."
She is a lifesaver, so naturally she makes friends and eats with her, all with a little effort.
"Don't put any psychological burden on me. I'm actually helping myself by saving you."
"Help yourself?"
"Yes, if I am kind to you, Feng Ying will feel that he owes me."
"..."
"In the future, I will sometimes ask him to do things, so I also call him helping myself."
"..."
Jian Qian laughed helplessly.
This man was really optimistic and generous. He almost died trying to save her, an unrelated person, and afterwards he was afraid that she would be burdened with saying such things.
Zhou Qianqian really valued her Jian Qian's importance in Feng Ying's heart.
"What do you think of Feng Ying?"
Zhou Qianqian asked as if chatting.
When Jian Qian looked up at her, the people coming back from outside also stopped.