Daddy and Mommy blocked you again

"You're right, I haven't made any contribution to the Feng family..." After finishing speaking, Feng Yuecheng lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes were like a dense comb, covering up the intense pain and guilt in his eyes.

Feng Xingjue snorted coldly: "That's all you have! Stay away from Ye Qing in the future! If I see you with her again, don't blame me for being rude!"

After Feng Xingjue finished speaking threateningly, he turned around and left with his long legs.

The reason why he came to Feng Yuecheng the most was probably because of saying this.

Because after saying this, his restless heart suddenly felt better.

As if warning Feng Yuecheng, Ye Qing could cut off contact with him, and Ye Qing would belong to him.

Whether it is self-deception or self-comfort.

Feng Xingjue felt that he had to let Feng Yuecheng understand that he was not good enough for Ye Qing at all!

Feng Yuecheng's eyes drooped, and the wounds in his eyes could not go away for a long time.

He understood the meaning of Feng Xingjue, with his ability, he was not worthy of Ye Qing at all.

After being depressed for a long time, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Feng Yuecheng's mouth.

……

The next day was Grandma Feng's death day.

Ye Qing got up very early. She put on a black dress with a black flower pinned to her chest.

She put on her cheongsam and set off.

cemetery.

The entire Feng family was there, except Feng Yuecheng.

Same as previous years, Feng Yuecheng also didn't come.

It's just that Feng Yuecheng didn't return to China in previous years, but this year he came back but didn't come, which made Ye Qing a little curious.

Grandpa Feng was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit and stood in front of the tombstone. He placed a bouquet of lilies in front of the tombstone. His old face was full of sadness.

Seeing this, Ye Qing couldn't help feeling sad in her heart.

She was about to walk over when Feng Xingjue, who was beside Grandpa Feng, suddenly turned his head and looked at her.

His deep eyes were glowing red at this moment, and his usually handsome and handsome face also showed a little vicissitudes.

Today he was dressed in the same meticulous, neat and dignified way as in the usual days.

But the tiredness on his face was hard to hide.

It looked like he hadn't slept in days.

Facing Feng Xingjue's deep and tired eyes, Ye Qing paused slightly.

She was very curious, why did Feng Xingjue become like this?

It's not at all like the high-ranking, domineering, and energetic look before.

Could it be that he, like grandpa, misses grandma, feels sad for grandma and ruins himself like this?

Thinking about it, it seems unlikely.

In the past few years, whenever my grandma died, I never saw him like this.

What the hell is going on this year?

Ye Qing also didn't want to figure out his thoughts.

She turned her eyes away from him and walked up to Grandpa.

"Grandpa, this is grandma's cheongsam..." Ye Qing handed the improved cheongsam to Grandpa Feng.

At this time, Grandpa Feng was only focused on looking at Grandma Feng's photo on the tombstone, and was not in the mood to talk to Ye Qing.

He put his eyes on the tombstone without even looking at Ye Qing. He took the cheongsam, stroked the cheongsam lightly with his old hands, and then smiled wryly: "Baby, your favorite cheongsam is here. It was handmade by Ye Qing." for you..."

I heard grandpa calling the word baby.

Ye Qing's eye sockets were instantly sour, and tears welled up.

Just these two words are enough to express how much grandpa loves grandma.

If it wasn't true love, baby, how could it be easily called out?

Grandpa loves grandma so much.

It's a pity that two people who love each other are separated by yin and yang in the end.

The cruelest thing in the world is the separation of yin and yang.

"I will burn it to you now, you will definitely like it. If you wear it, many people will envy you..." Grandpa said, smiling sadly.

He knelt down on one knee, just like he proposed to his grandma, and knelt down in front of the tombstone.

He took the fire from Feng Junyi and lit the cheongsam on fire.

This year, grandpa honored her with grandma's favorite cheongsam.

The cheongsam was ignited, and gradually burned from a little flame at the beginning.

The furious fire grew bigger and bigger.

Ye Qing was standing next to Grandpa, watching the fire burn, her breathing gradually became short of breath.

Until the fire burned to the peak, Ye Qing's breathing became more and more difficult. At first, she could still overcome it, and squeezed her palms tightly to hold on.

But as the fire got bigger and bigger, her breathing became more and more difficult, her throat seemed to be pinched, and she was about to suffocate.

In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, she clutched her chest, bent down in pain, kicked heavily, but still couldn't breathe, she felt that she would die due to chest tightness and shortness of breath in the next second...

"Ye Qing!" Feng Xingjue quickly stepped forward, supported Ye Qing, and said worriedly.

Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and she looked so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Seeing Feng Xingjue's heart beating faster, his eyes were full of tension: "Ye Qing, what's wrong with you..."

"Xiaoqing..." Grandpa Feng also realized that Ye Qing's condition was not very good at this moment, so he called out anxiously.

Ye Qing wanted to say that she was fine, but she opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound. The fire in front of the tombstone was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was burning her skin, it was so hot and suffocating...

She tried her best to tell herself that this was just a small fire and it was fine.

But the reaction of her body made her unable to control herself.

With a light body, she was hugged horizontally by Feng Xingjue.

"Grandpa, she's not feeling well, I'll take her to the hospital first!" Feng Xingjue said to his grandfather.

Grandpa Feng was also worried, he hurriedly said: "Go quickly..."

Feng Xingjue strode away with Ye Qing in his arms.

Ye Qing pressed her chest firmly, trying to ease the suffocating feeling, but it became more and more uncomfortable.

She wanted to push Feng Xingjue away, but she didn't have any strength at all, so she could only lean weakly on Feng Xingjue's shoulder.

Feng Xingjue carried her into the car, and told the driver: "Go to the hospital, hurry up!"

His deep voice was anxious and tense.

The driver didn't dare to delay and drove the car away immediately.

The space inside the car was closed and narrow, seeing Ye Qing getting more and more difficult to breathe, her fair face flushed red.

Seeing that Feng Xingjue's heart was in a mess, he quickly opened the car windows to ventilate.

"Ye Qing, if you bear it any longer, the hospital will be here soon." Feng Xingjue didn't even realize that sweat was dripping from the corners of his forehead.

Ye Qing only cares about taking deep breaths to relieve the feeling of being crushed to death by a stone, how can she have the extra energy to respond to him?

Ye Qing was in so much pain, but he couldn't do anything, Feng Xingjue was so anxious, cold and irritable, he yelled at the driver in front: "Drive faster! Didn't you eat!"

The driver was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, he stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and it was no exaggeration to drive the car as if it were an airplane.

Finally, under Feng Xingjue's violent urging, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

Holding Ye Qing in his arms, Feng Xingjue quickly rushed into the hospital's emergency passage.

"Doctor, where did he die! Save her!" Feng Xingjue shouted.