He knocked gently on the door. This was the first time Du Feng had officially knocked on the door since he was so old.

In the office, Yang Ziru heard the knock on the door and quickly got up and walked over. She didn't know who was coming. Maybe it was the doctor from the hospital who came to see Xu Wanting, and she needed to tell them that Xu Wanting was not here.

The moment she opened the door, the smile on Yang Ziru's face solidified instantly.

Du Feng stood outside the door with the same smile on his face.

No matter how much she thought about it, Yang Ziru would never have thought that it would be him!

After being stunned for a long time, Yang Ziru's face turned red and she said carefully: "You are here to see Wanting, right? Wanting is not here."

"I'm here to find you. Wanting told me you're here." Du Feng smiled bitterly. Facing her, he looked very natural on the surface, but in fact, he felt uncomfortable all over due to the complicated tangles in his heart.

"You came to see me?" Yang Ziru's delicate face twitched slightly. She had thought about the scene of meeting Du Feng again many times. The previous time was a nightmare, but this time, she was moved.

"Since you are here, it would be shameful for me to hide away." Du Feng smiled: "Can I go in and talk?"

"Come in!" Yang Ziru waved her hand in a very ladylike and polite manner. They were just like a pair of strangers.

Du Feng moved in, holding back his abdominal pain and injury, gritting his teeth and persisting.

After walking a few steps, Du Feng stood still. The big beads of sweat on his head explained the pain he had experienced. He was really tired after walking so far.

"By the way! You are injured! I actually forgot about it." Yang Ziru suddenly remembered, secretly blaming herself in her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"I can't even walk on my own now. Am I useless?" Du Feng forced a smile and slowly sat on the sofa with her help.

"No! You lie down, it will feel more comfortable, right?" Yang Ziru frowned. Xu Wanting had already introduced Du Feng's injury before. For most people, this kind of injury would probably make them bedridden.

Du Feng waved his hand: "Just sit down!"

"Did you come to me on purpose?" Xu Wanting was feeling heavy condemnation in her heart. Du Feng dragged his body just to find her.

"Yes! I have a lot to say, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance if I don't say it. It was my own problem before, and it has nothing to do with you." Du Feng smiled. His injuries were aggravated precisely because Yang Ziru entered the ward earlier.

caused indirectly.

"No chance? What are you talking about? It sounds like a separation between life and death." Yang Ziru pursed her lips. She saw Du Feng's pain in her eyes, as if she was bearing it.

"How are you doing?" Du Feng couldn't think of a better way to start the conversation besides greetings.

"Not bad! Our store now has two branches, and the average daily income can reach 3,000." Yang Ziru replied.

"Really? I knew you could do it!" Du Feng was happy for her, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "With your ability and just time, it won't be a problem to make over ten thousand a day. Use it.

In a few years, you will be a multi-millionaire."

Yang Ziru shook her head hard: "No! It's not me, it's us! You and me, us."

"We?" Du Feng stretched out his hand to protect the injury, and the pain almost knocked him down.

"That's right! You paid for the store, and you are the boss!" Yang Ziru was very sad that Du Feng actually threw himself out and did not include himself as the owner of the store.

When they were planning and decorating the front room, Du Feng had a tender conversation with her. At that time, Yang Ziru said that she was working for Du Feng, but Du Feng insisted that the store belonged to both of them.

And now, from his words, it seems that he kicked himself out!

"I haven't thought about this problem. Besides, I haven't contributed any effort since the opening of the business. You are the boss, of course." Du Feng said with a smile: "I was living a good life, of course I was living a good life before I got injured.

Okay, it’s not bad now, you don’t have to think about anything for me.”

"No! I'm going to get angry when you say that. I clearly promised that I would run it with all my heart, because the store belongs to us, and you said so yourself." Yang Ziru said anxiously.

"Let's not talk about this topic for now. Let's change it." Du Feng waved his hand, smiled, and said playfully: "Do you hate me?"

"I..." Yang Ziru reached out and wiped her eyes.

"I understand, that's right." Du Feng nodded lightly, the smile on his face never disappearing.

"What do you understand? You mean my heart is full of hatred, right?" Yang Ziru was also a little helpless. The meeting between the two was like a conversation between strangers.

Everything in the past disappeared silently, and those beautiful memories were as light as the taste of ice cubes.

Du Feng didn't reply and lowered his head silently. He didn't have the courage to face her eyes. Yang Ziru was ruined by himself and he was guilty.

"No! Really! Never. I remember we said a lot, I don't care what you think, no matter what our ending is, it doesn't matter. Don't feel guilty for me, really, no need!" Yang Ziru's hand

She was holding Du Feng's arm for support before, but now, for some reason, she just didn't want to let go.

"When you say that, I feel even more sinful." Du Feng shook his head and sighed deeply.

Yang Ziru's face changed slightly, and her gentleness suddenly disappeared. There was a hint of coldness on her face: "Let's not talk about these things, okay? Can't we be friends if we can't be lovers? There won't be those tedious things between friends anymore.

There is no need to think about things in the past and things that you don’t want to think about anymore.”

Yang Ziru couldn't bear to see Du Feng's mental pain after his physical injuries. He was a good man, and he was a good man in her eyes anyway.

"You are open-minded. The more you say this, the more you show that I am nothing." Du Feng really wanted to hit him to death. Instead of being so kind and comforting, Yang Ziru would rather scold him to make him feel more comfortable.

"Stop talking! Okay? Let's not talk anymore! Just flip a piece of paper over and we are good friends now, okay?" Yang Ziru held his arm tightly and gradually transformed into a smiling face.

"Friends? I don't even deserve friends. Zi Ru, let's talk about what we have to say today, so we can get together and part ways easily. I want to finish it calmly, and then, from now on, we, you, don't come to me again." Du Feng

I say this with a smile, but it always gives people an unacceptable feeling.

Yang Ziru didn't know how to reply for a while. Du Feng spoke so heartlessly that she couldn't stand it.

Du Feng smiled and said: "It is right to have your own life."

Yang Ziru felt unspeakable misery, and Du Feng's words were vaguely hurtful. It would be better to tell her directly that we can only be strangers.

"How long will it take for your injury to heal?" Yang Ziru didn't want to talk about that, and it made her sad to mention it.

"I don't know. I can't do anything now. After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time I feel like such a waste." Du Feng confided in his heart. He couldn't do anything without being separated from the hospital bed.

"You have changed. I remember you were a very confident person in the past. But why have you changed so much now?" The more Yang Ziru thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. In the past, Du Feng was high-spirited and arrogant, and that kind of arrogance was rare in the world.

But now, he has not changed at all, is decadent, or even has no vitality.

"People will always change, it's nothing. Now think about it, I was very ignorant before." Du Feng felt sad in his heart, and the injury disturbed his huge heart.

"Don't think so, okay? When you say that, I want to cry." Yang Ziru rubbed her eyes, her eye circles turning red.

The man she had always cared about in her heart, no matter what, she didn't want to see Du Feng in his current state.

There is no motivation for life, even discouragement.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Du Feng raised his head again and looked into her eyes.

"I used to have a lot to say, but now, I don't know what to say." Yang Ziru wiped her tears and felt very bitter.

She couldn't understand Du Feng's thoughts. Why was he so heartless? He didn't even want to be a friend!

"Don't cry, okay?" Du Feng reached out to wipe her tears.

"I really want to cry! I have never felt anything like this before." Yang Ziru couldn't hold back anymore, from silent tears to bursting into tears.

Du Feng stared at her silently, he couldn't see her tears, everything was his fault, and now he seemed to have no chance to make amends.

"Hug me! Please!" Yang Ziru begged with tears in her eyes.

Du Feng hesitated for a moment and finally took her into his arms.

The body temperature of the two people blended together, making them feel hot even through their clothes.

"I really don't care what the ending is. I don't know what you think, but I care about you." Yang Ziru's eyes were filled with tears and she kept wiping her tears.

Du Feng said nothing and silently hugged her shoulders.

He doesn't dare to reveal anything. Determination can accomplish great things, and determination often requires ruthlessness as a prerequisite.

"I'm different from ordinary people. I always felt that people can change, but I feel more and more that it's impossible. If I take one step, there is no possibility of turning back." Du Feng felt miserable in his heart. He is a member of the Lion Dance Special Team.

It is difficult for a leader to change the beliefs he has adhered to for so many years.

Even now, Du Feng still acts according to the method of the King of Soldiers, and he can't escape from that shadow no matter what.

What I do and how I do it have always been my usual methods.

"I don't care, I don't care either." Yang Ziru leaned closer, her depressed mood causing her to make unnatural and shocking moves.

Two hot lips pressed against Du Feng's lips, the temperature was enough to melt the glacier.

Du Fengmu sat blankly, letting her kiss her passionately.

A wet kiss, the two people's tongues intertwined. In her passionate kiss, Du Feng was infected and finally began to respond actively.

The long kiss lasted for more than ten minutes.

Yang Ziru gasped, tears dripping down her face.

"I just hope you can cheer up. In this world, even if you don't live for others, you should at least live for yourself!" Yang Ziru's earnest persuasion made Du Feng really worrying.

Du Feng licked his dry lips. There was the taste of Yang Ziru on it, which was so sweet that it was cloying.

"Living for yourself? It's meaningless." Du Feng gently pushed her away and smiled: "Forget me, start a new life, promise me!"
Chapter completed!