"You hug."
Young Master Gu was suddenly stuffed into such a "thing", and jumped up as if it was on fire. His first reaction was to throw it. Feng Zhiwei also looked at him nervously, ready to pick it up, but the throwing action did not fail. Halfway through, the child seemed to be aware of it, and burst into tears. Young Master Gu was shocked, and with a swipe of his hand, he withdrew his hands, hugged the child tightly, and froze there.
"By the way, you can't throw it, you can't throw it." Feng Zhiwei heaved a sigh of relief, and taught him with a smile, "Look, isn't she very cute?"
Young Master Gu was silent for a while, and discussed with her, "No."
"Yes." Feng Zhiwei insisted.
"don't want… "
"want… "
"Don't don't..."
Young Master Gu, who has never been willing to talk much, started to repeat words, which shows that the shock is very serious. Feng Zhi smiled like a tiger, grabbed his hand and asked him to touch the child's delicate face, "you touch it!" , this is the child... this is the fragrance and warmth."
Before Young Master Gu could react to a lightning strike, another thunderbolt struck, and his finger was pulled to the child's face. When he touched it, he trembled, and then quickly retracted like an electric shock.
"Isn't it very smooth and fragrant?" Fengzhi smiled and looked at him maliciously, "You were once so soft and fragrant, held in mother's arms, you should have heard mother's little song, To be touched by my father like this."
Gu Nanyi trembled again, and seemed to be a little distracted for a moment, as if at that moment, Feng Zhiwei's words and the strange tenderness in his arms brought him to another world as far away as a world away, where there were colors, music, There is a smiling face, and all the things that he can't have in his life.
The little soft body hugged in his arms made him so uncomfortable, like walking outside without clothes, he should hate it, and should just throw it away as before, but her voice on the other side was so soft and soft Coming over, he could hear a different feeling from her voice than usual, he didn't know what it was like, but he knew intuitively that she couldn't refuse, couldn't throw it away.
There was hope and desire in her voice.
I hope that his world is not only one foot three inches and eight pieces of flesh, not just a emptiness and rejection, I hope he has more colorful colors, richer emotions, a wider world, and a fuller life.
I hope he understands that there are all existences in the world for whom tears, quarrels, joy and cheers can exist.
Young Master Gu hugged him stiffly, I don't know if he heard her words, but the arm holding the child started to tremble, Feng Zhiwei looked at it amusedly, and felt that the appearance of Young Master Gu holding the child was really cute. It's cute, but it's a bit unkind for a master to be forced into such a situation, so let's take it slowly.
She hugged the child as if she was kind, and Young Master Gu let out a long breath for the first time in his life, then jumped away, and got into the tent in the distance in one fell swoop.
The steadfast young master Gu was forced to flee in embarrassment by someone without conscience, who didn't feel ashamed, smiled on the spot for a while, found Yan Huaishi with the child in his arms, and asked him to find a nurse immediately, and immediately Entered Ning Yi's tent.
Ning Yi didn't sleep either. He leaned his elbows under the oil lamp and meditated quietly. The halo of yellow light fell on his eyebrows and eyelashes. He looked a little tired. His long eyelashes cast a faint arc under his eyes, showing a rare calmness and tenderness. .
Hearing the sound, he immediately raised his head and said, "What are you looking for outside in the middle of the night..."
The child suddenly made a soft "uh".
Ning Yi was stuck in the middle of his words, tongue-tied.
Feng Zhiwei frightened two people today, she relaxed her heavy heart, and said with a smile, "Ah? What does His Highness want to say? Continue?"
"Where did the child come from?" Ning Yi pulled her, Feng Zhiwei told the story, but didn't mention the cleat.
Ning Yi stretched out his hand to touch the child's face. The child was not afraid of life. He giggled and gnawed on his own fist. Ning Yi thought about it thoughtfully, then suddenly smiled and said, "The moment just now , I suddenly thought it was ten years later.”
"ah?"
"I'm reviewing official affairs, and you come in with the child to accompany me." Ning Yi raised the corners of his eyes somewhat playfully and somewhat seriously, and chuckled, "Then I ignore it, you overturned my desk."
Feng Zhiwei couldn't help laughing, thinking that this person was teasing her again, and said with a smile, "Your Highness is really good at imagining."
Ning Yi stretched out his hand to gently caress her face, and asked, "Is it impossible?"
His voice was low, flowing like a spring in the quiet tent on this autumn night. A cool breeze pierced through the gap of the tent and rolled up the letter paper on the table, and he gently pressed it with the tip of his elbow.
Feng Zhiwei sat up straight.
"Who knows what will happen in ten years' time?" She smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes, and she was a little more disappointed and confused. Now it is like this, I worship you at the bottom of the steps, and you are far above the steps, maybe... maybe we will meet and become enemies."
After saying the last four words, both of them trembled, Feng Zhiwei turned his face away, Ning Yi was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Reason?"
Feng Zhi smiled and said, "I'm not making an analogy."
She stood up with the child in her arms, and said, "I'll go see if the wet nurse is here."
Ning Yijing listened to her walking away, his face sunk in the hazy yellow light was expressionless, after a while he slowly moved his elbow that had been pressing down on the table, and picked up the pressed letter.
It was sealed with wax, and it was urgent for thousands of miles. In addition, it was engraved with the exclusive secret letter belonging to his intelligence department, which showed that this was an extremely important secret letter.
He stroked the letter for a long time, without turning the pages, the contents of the letter were already deep in his heart.
After a long time he held up the letter and lit a candle.
The dark yellow flames licked the envelope, and the gray and white edges of the letterhead curled up, leaving a pile of dust on the table.
The letter paper was burnt out, and the candle was about to run out, but he didn't add another candle, and let the darkness weigh down before leaning on his elbow.
After a long time, I don't know where, and let out a long sigh.
Coming out of Ning Yi, Feng Zhiwei and Yan Huaishi discussed to send the children who lost their parents or relatives in the accident to the philanthropic hall opened by Yan's family to raise them.
"This is a good opportunity for your Yan family to buy people's hearts." Feng Zhiwei watched the child sucking sweetly, with a peaceful expression, "The government and the people in the South China Sea resisted the establishment of the Shipping Affairs Department. The opposition shown by your family in this matter cannot be said. Wrong, but it's not the best way, after showing your ability to control the economy, you should start to be gentle, and blindly being strong will only make others huddle together and be wary of you."