He also stuffed a pillow under his head to make him sleep more comfortably.
After thinking about it, she found a clean towel and wiped his face and hands before covering him with a quilt. During the whole process, Feng Siye was at her mercy without saying a word.
Jiang Li sat on the floor and looked at Feng Siye, who was sleeping as if he had fainted. He couldn't help pinching his face and whispered, "You have the nerve to say that I'm a bad drinker. I'm not drunk like this."
"I can't drink so much but I still insist on drinking. Let's see if you can do it next time."
"..."
Of course Feng Siye, who was drunk, couldn't answer her.
Jiang Li sighed softly.
well.
It would be nice if Feng Jiuci was here.
If he were here, he would definitely be able to get Feng Siye to sleep in the room.
Now...
I can't control it. I can't control it.
…
"A...Qiu!"
In the community, Feng Jiuci rubbed his nose and said, "Who is thinking of me at night? Is it An Xiaoqi?"
The idea was rejected by him as soon as it came up.
That damn girl is so heartless, how could she miss him?
"well."
The bright moon hangs high in the sky.
Many red lanterns were hung in the community to match the occasion, making it look lively and festive.
Feng Jiuci is boring.
My brother has gone to find Jiang Jiang, but the three little ones are not at home either. His parents are having a fight, and his mother doesn’t want to see him when he returns to his old home. His grandparents are celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in the nursing home with a group of old men and women.
He was the only one in human form.
Feng Jiuci took out his cell phone, but there was not even a message to send blessings.
"well!"
Another heavy sigh.
Feng Jiuci stepped on the pebbles under his feet and said depressedly, "Why do you have to celebrate the festival when you are so good? The more lively the days are, the more pitiful I am alone."
no.
If the excitement doesn't come to him, he will look for it.
Feng Jiuci unlocked his phone and clicked on a group. This group was basically their group of fun-loving rich second generations. Feng Jiuci sent a message.
【Brothers, come out and play.】
In the past, as long as he showed up, the group would respond, but now...
[I can’t go, but I’m having dinner with my parents.]
【same!】
[Brother Jiu, I’m sorry, I can’t go either. My parents said that if I dare to go out for a stroll during the Mid-Autumn Festival today, they will break all three of my legs. For the sake of my legs, I have to say goodbye. 】
[Brother Ninth, don’t you have to eat with your family? Brother Ninth’s parents don’t care about Brother Ninth. They are so envious.]
"..."
Feng Jiuci rolled his eyes.
In the past, his parents didn't care about him, and he felt very happy and free.
But now, whether because of his old age or something, he still hopes that someone can take care of him.
None of these brats can be trusted.
Feng Jiuci decisively took back his phone.
He was wandering aimlessly alone, and unknowingly, when he stopped, he found that he had arrived at the building where An Qi was.
Feng Jiuci was stunned, "Damn it, how did I end up here?"
He subconsciously looked towards the battery car shed downstairs. Under the light of the street lamp, he saw the little electric donkey belonging to An Qi at a glance, and Feng Jiuci was stunned.
Angel didn't go out?
No, no.
She and her mother have met, and they must have gone home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival today.
After all, the Lin family is also a wealthy family in Jiangcheng. Of course, it is impossible for An Qi to ride an electric car. It should be someone from the Lin family who drove her to pick her up.
Feng Jiuci subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the top floor.
When I saw this, I was immediately stunned.
Top floor.
The lights belonging to Angel's house were actually on.
Forgot to turn off the light?
Or did she not go to Lin's house?
Anyway, he was bored at home alone, so Feng Jiuci decided to try his luck. If An Qi was at home, the two lonely people could still chat and be company.
Feng Jiuci immediately took the elevator to the twenty-seventh floor.
There were very few people entering and exiting the elevator today.
Feng Jiuci reached the top floor unimpeded. He stepped out of the elevator and just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a suppressed quarrel coming from the stairs.
That voice is still a bit familiar.
At first Feng Jiuci didn't take it seriously, until An Qi's name appeared in the content of the argument.
"It's okay if you want me to go home, then let Lucky go back with you."
"Honey, that's An Qi, her surname is An, and Jiayi is our daughter. If you ask An Qi to go back with you, what will Jiayi think?"
Feng Jiuci was stunned.
No wonder the voice is so familiar.
It turned out to be Lin Zheng's parents.
It's not polite to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but...he was also in a dilemma at this time.
Feng Jiuci could only bite the bullet and continue listening.
In the stairs.
Lin Yuhai was going to be mad at Mrs. Lin. He held Mrs. Lin's hand and said with a smile, "Honey, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Azheng and Jiayi went home early in the morning, and Jiayi secretly used her private money to give you
I bought your favorite brand of clothes. Azheng also bought your favorite mooncake with liquid egg yolk, and he also bought you a bouquet of flowers. The servants at home have been busy cooking since the morning.
A large table of dishes will be ready at home soon, waiting for you to go back."
Mrs. Lin was also annoyed. She threw away Lin Yuhai's hand and said, "In such a big home, with so many tables of food and so many chairs, there can't be room for An Qi and a pair of chopsticks! Lin Yuhai, we have raised An Qi for fifteen years.
Five years... from a wrinkled little baby, I grew up little by little and grew into a tall and graceful girl."
"Don't tell me whether you are your biological child or not. In my heart, An Qi is my biological child. Of course you don't care, because you are busy with work and I raised An Qi by myself."
"I remember every bit of her growth. She would roll over at three months, sit down at six months, and stumble around at eleven months... I still remember the first time she called her mom.
Feel.”
"These feelings are all real. How can they be eliminated just because you say 'not your biological child'!"
Said.
Mrs. Lin's eye circles gradually turned red.
Her body was shaking a little, "Because of you and Jiayi, I gave up on An Qi once five years ago. This time, I can't give up on her again."
"Wife..."
"In the past five years, I think I have never treated Jiayi badly. I also feel sorry for the suffering she suffered in the past fifteen years, so whether it is materially, mentally or emotionally, I will do my best to make up for her. If
If she can accept An Qi, we will be a family and live together with Meimei. If she has always been so glass-hearted, I will not be able to follow her in everything."
Lin Yuhai had a terrible headache.
"In this way, you can treat An Qi as your own, and you can also give her better material conditions, but just don't bring her home, Jiayi will not be able to bear it."
"Lin Yuhai!"
Mrs. Lin's voice rose an octave, and she poked Lin Yuhai's head with her finger, "Are you a pig? What An Qi wants is money. If she wanted money, how could she not return to Jiangcheng for two years?
Come back to us, what she lacks is love, you know?"
"..."
Lin Yuhai covered his head in grievance.
Of course he understands.
But……
What Jiayi lacks is also love.
Lin Yuhai was going to say something else, but his cell phone suddenly rang like crazy. It was a call from Lin Zheng. After Lin Yuhai answered the call, Lin Zheng's panicked voice came over.