Can't help but be moved

Chapter 50 Delusion
When the nurse left, Feng Wan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Little Jian Nian, what can you do to stop crying?"

She is usually delicate enough, but she is even more delicate when she is sick.

Like a tantrum baby.

But he had nothing to do with this delicate little girl.

Jian Nian on the hospital bed was teary-eyed, her crying gradually became quieter, and she was sobbing: "You, you lied to me, you just hate me, what you said... I, I heard it all..."

Feng Wang felt a little wronged, but he had never said such a thing.

"When did I say that?"

Jian Nian's eyelashes stained with fine tears trembled slightly, as if she was thinking.

Feng Wang waited patiently for her answer.

After a while, Jian Nian stared at him aggrievedly and complained: "What you said is what you said. You said I like you, yes, it's dirty...it's not hate..."

For Jian Nian, this incident was a wound in her heart that was difficult to heal.

Every time she thinks about it, there will be dense pain in her heart.

like you?

Feng Xuan's eyes deepened suddenly, a certain thread in his heart was easily moved by her words, and an indescribable throbbing feeling occupied the whole heart.

Jane misses her...

Before Feng Wangxiang could ask more questions, Jian Nian sniffed and looked at him with a sad expression: "I, I know, I like you and want to be with you, it's my fantasy, but...but Why don't you even give me a little bit of hope..."

Feng Wan held her hand tightly, his voice was hoarse: "Jian Nian, you may have misunderstood something, I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Nian looked away and started talking on her own.

"I, I, I like someone for many years."

"For him, I study hard, I go abroad, dance, painting, piano, everything..."

"I danced until I couldn't walk...and played the piano until my fingers bleed."

"I want to work hard to make myself...to be very good, thinking that this way, he will like me..."

The more Feng Wang listened, the less throbbing he felt in his heart.

"Why do you want to learn this?"

Jian Nian stared at him, teary eyes full of grievance: "Because, because he likes versatile..."

As she spoke, she choked up again and said, "He also likes a good figure and a beautiful...beautiful goddess..."

Now Feng Wang is sure, the person Jian Nian said he has loved for many years is not him.

Because he never told this little girl what kind of woman he likes.

Feng Wang's eyes turned cold almost instantly.

Jian Nian, who was immersed in her own sorrow, didn't notice the gradually ugly face of a certain man in front of the hospital bed, and said while crying:

"I've learned so much, I've tried my best to be what he would like, but...but he just doesn't like me..."

"He has had many girlfriends. He can like anyone, but he doesn't like me...I'm just a little sister..."

many girlfriends?
The one Jian Nian fell in love with would not be a playful young man.

She said that she liked that man for many years, and Jian Nian is only 20 years old this year, which means...

It is very likely that she fell in love with that person when she was still young and ignorant.

Of course, it is more likely that he was deceived by that person.

Isn't it easy for this kind of man who lived in thousands of flowers to deceive the feelings of a little girl?

The more Feng Wang thought about it, the more anger accumulated in his chest.

But in the end, the anger in his heart turned into a heartache for the poor little girl on the bed.

Feng Wang recalled what he had seen in her circle of friends.

She is dancing, she is painting and playing the piano.

Her smile is so bright and bright in every photo.

She worked so hard, but for an unworthy scumbag.

Jian Nian choked and stared straight at Feng Wang: "Tell me...why don't you like me..."

Feng Huang sighed lowly, stretched out his hand and caressed her forehead hair tenderly and pitifully.

"Little Jian Nian, it's because he's blind and can't see your goodness. He doesn't deserve what you do for him."

Jian Nian blinked and silently stared at Feng Fan's face, then suddenly smirked.

She was indeed dreaming, otherwise how could she have heard Feng Wang say that he was blind...

The appearance of her crying and laughing made Feng Wang a little overwhelmed, thinking that the little girl was sad and emotionally disturbed.

"What's wrong."

Jian Nian's nose twitched, and she shook her head foolishly: "It's nothing."

Seeing her like this, Feng Wang became serious: "Little Jian Nian, don't be sad. When uncle sees him, he will beat him hard to vent his anger for Xiao Jian Nian."

Jian Nian pursed her lips and shook her head, her voice hoarse and muffled: "You won't."

Feng Fan looked serious: "Uncle will definitely do it."

Jian Nian silently withdrew her gaze and didn't speak.

No one would beat themselves up.

After a while, Jian Nian lowered her eyes, her voice was a bit crying: "But, but I'm still very sad..."

Feng Zhuan let out a long sigh, and stared deeply at the teary-eyed little girl.

"He makes you so sad, don't like it, okay?"

"I want to...but I can't..."

She wanted to stop more than once, but her heart was full of him, and she couldn't forget him at all.

can't do...

The three light words seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and Feng Luan's chest was suddenly suffocated under the weight.

How much do you have to like it to make her cry so sad that no one can stop feeling for that person.

Feng Wang suddenly wanted to know who that person was, and then... killed him!

"Hey, don't think so much, you won't be sad once you sleep, and you'll be fine once you wake up."

Jian Nian blinked her eyes, innocent like a child who doesn't know the world: "Really?"

There was a gentle smile on Feng Lun's lips: "Really, Uncle Feng Lun will not lie to you."

Jian Nian looked at the man in front of her and was silent for a long time before obediently saying, "Okay then."

I don't know if it's because of the fever or the ease of speaking out, Jian Nian slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Feng Wan pulled the quilt for her, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the wet tears on her face.

Seeing the little girl's restless sleeping face, Feng Luan's eyes were full of darkness.

Jian Nian was supposed to be a treasure that was held in the palm of the hand and cared for carefully, but now she was crying heartbroken because of an unworthy scumbag.

The old man sighed.

"Little Jane..."

"I don't like it anymore, okay..."

"Maybe, you can look at others..."

……

Jian Nian felt that she had had an extremely real dream.

In the dream, she saw Feng Fan.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she felt very wronged and sad, and then she hugged Feng Wang, crying and asking him why he didn't like her.

Not only that, but she also told all her feelings for him over the years with snot and tears.

Feng Wang seemed to be coaxing her with soft words all the time.

Vaguely, she also seemed to have heard Feng Wang say that she was blind and wanted to beat herself up, and also said...to tell her not to like him.

Feng Fan in reality said that she likes dirty things, but Feng Fan in her dream doesn't let her like it either...

How did this old man manage to be as cruel in reality as in his dreams.

(End of this chapter)