Meng Lanting stopped in front of Feng Kezhi.
There are various sounds in this early summer night in my ears.
Mahjong tiles are thrown and collided on the table, making a ping-pong sound.
At the other end of the alley, there were the laughter of several children who were seizing the last precious time of the day to play happily.
I don't know which one came home late, and the kitchen had just started cooking with the sound of spatulas clattering and frying pans sizzling.
There are also the buzzing sounds of annoying biting mosquitoes in the corners of the wall and the chirping sounds of a lonely cricket, which has just felt a bit of summer breath and can’t wait to get out of the cave to seek a mate.
All these sounds, combined in the warm breeze of this early summer night, are noisy, but there is a kind of tranquility that makes people feel peaceful and peaceful in the world, with the smell of fireworks.
In the past half month, although the Feng family's son has never been seen again, almost every night, before going to sleep, with his eyes closed, Meng Lanting's mind will be reminded of the last thing that happened that night in the abandoned factory.
One scene.
She has been troubled in her heart, trying to figure things out.
If that night was really what I thought, then I should at least say thank you to him.
But everything is only limited to thoughts.
I didn't expect that by such a coincidence, I would meet him here tonight.
Meng Lanting had no time to think about how the ninth son of the Feng family suddenly ran into the alley of this civilian area alone and stood smoking in a corner of a corner where the street lights were broken.
She immediately asked: "Master Feng, I want to ask you something.
Did you intentionally let us go at the Caojiadu factory that day?"
she knows She actually knew it too Feng Kezhi's heartbeat secretly accelerated.
He smokes on weekdays, a habit he inherited after attending military school.
The pressure at Western Point is particularly high.
From what I read there, almost no one smokes.
This is also a way to release stress.
But he didn't swallow much, he was just used to smelling the smell of tobacco.
At this moment, he took a deep breath of tobacco, then threw it on the ground, stamped out the cigarette butt, put his hands into his trouser pockets, and said lightly: "I am not a good person.
Miss Meng, don't get me wrong."
Meng Lanting was silent for a moment.
After he said these words of denial, she was finally 100% sure.
My suspicions are true.
At that time, he clearly saw the flyer hidden under the machine that she blocked, but he let them go as if it wasn't there.
The street lights came on just then.
Meng Lanting looked at the Feng family son opposite.
He didn't look at himself, he twisted his face slightly, and his eyes seemed to be on the wall behind him.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said softly: "Mr.
Feng, thank you.
On behalf of all the classmates that day, thank you for your help."
The dim light of the street lamp shone on her face.
From the corner of his eye, Feng Kezhi saw her eyes shining slightly with crystal light.
There was a smile on her lips, and her voice was gentler than ever before.
This was the first time Feng Kezhi heard her speak to him in such a gentle tone.
All the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be rippling.
The bump on my ear that was bitten by a mosquito just now no longer feels itchy.
He coughed twice: "Forget it.
Ma Liu told you, I hope it won't happen again.
Especially Miss Meng."
He finally turned back and stared at her, his tone becoming a little stern.
"This is not something you should get involved in."
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Meng Lanting lowered his eyes and fell silent.
As soon as he said these words, Feng Kezhi regretted it, fearing that his tone would cause her displeasure.
Such experience is not unprecedented before.
He racked his brains and wanted to say something to make up for it, but he saw that she had already raised her eyes to look at him, nodded, and hummed softly: "I know.
I will also pass on what you said that night to the classmates. ” She has become so obedient Feng Kezhi was immediately elated.
He wanted to say something more, but for a moment, he couldn't think of what to say.
As for the news that her brother was gone, she couldn't tell her even if she was killed.
She stopped talking.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and only two people were left standing facing each other.
There seemed to be an embarrassing smell floating in the air.
Feng Kezhi knew it was time to leave.
There was really no reason to stand here anymore.
Besides, when he came over tonight, he had no intention of letting her see him.
The street light went out, then came on again, then went out again, then came on again.
Feng Kezhi raised his head and pointed at the street light: "It's broken.
I'll ask someone from the Municipal Bureau to repair it tomorrow."
Meng Lanting said: "Thank you Mr.
Feng."
No words again.
Feng Kezhi coughed again: "Then I'll leave first.
I'm very busy.
In fact, it was just a walk."
Suddenly there were footsteps in a yard behind him, and the door creaked open.
Mrs.
Zhou walked out.
When she saw Meng Lanting, she complained: "No fight, no fight, Mrs.
Wang and Zhang My wife is so weird.
Lan Ting, you played well.
If you have time next time, help me."
She walked to Meng Lanting's side and just noticed Feng Kezhi in the corner.
Mrs.
Zhou's eyes were a little short-sighted.
She had just gotten up from the mahjong table at Mrs.
Wang's house where a 100-watt lamp was hung.
The light here was dim and she couldn't see clearly.
At first glance, she thought it was Xi Songzhou coming, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.
He said enthusiastically: "It's Songzhou.
Why don't you go in and sit down?
Come on in.
Why are you standing here?"
Meng Lanting was a little embarrassed and quickly glanced at Feng Kezhi.
Seeing that he didn't say a word, he had to say: "Aunt Zhou, he is not Songzhou.
He is the son of the Feng family."
Only then did Mrs.
Zhou realize that she had recognized the wrong person.
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She said "Hey" and quickly apologized: "Oh, Mr.
Feng, I'm really sorry.
I didn't see clearly just now.
I recognized the wrong person."
She suddenly hesitated, as if she remembered something, and looked at Feng Kezhi carefully.
A look of surprise appeared on her face, and she immediately turned to Meng Lanting.
"Lanting, this Mr.
Feng is the one."
Meng Lanting did not tell Professor Zhou and his wife that his family had an engagement with the Feng family before, but he came to Shanghai to ask the Feng family to help find his younger brother.
Mrs.
Zhou naturally knew it.
What's more, Mrs.
Zhou also saw Feng Kezhi from a distance at the cocktail party for the university's anniversary that night.
Meng Lanting knew that Mrs.
Zhou had recognized the person, but he was not sure.
He looked at Feng Kezhi again and saw that he was still silent, so he had to help him identify him again.
"Yes.
That's Mr.
Feng."
Mrs.
Zhou was stunned.
Of course she knew the status of the Feng family.
He never expected that the young master of the Feng family would be standing in front of his house tonight.
Mrs.
Zhou suddenly became cautious, hesitated, and asked cautiously: "Mr.
Feng, if you don't think my place is shabby, come in and have a seat."
Feng Kezhi nodded: "Okay.
I happen to be a little thirsty.
Thank you, madam."
Meng Lanting was a little surprised and glanced at Feng Kezhi.
He didn't look over, his eyes only fell on Mrs.
Zhou's face.
Mrs.
Zhou was even more surprised.
She didn't expect that Mr.
Feng would agree so readily.
She quickly glanced at Meng Lanting and hurriedly smiled and led the way: "Mr.
Feng, please come in quickly.
You're welcome, just call me Mrs.
Zhou."
"Thank you, Mrs.
Zhou.
I'm sorry for bothering you then."
Feng Kezhi nodded, left Meng Lanting behind him, and followed Mrs.
Zhou in.
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This scene happened so fast that before Meng Lanting could react, he watched Feng Kezhi follow Mrs.
Zhou into the door, so he had no choice but to go in too.
Mrs.
Zhou led Feng Kezhi through the small courtyard, opened the mosquito-proof green screen door, and walked into the living room.
She glanced at the cramped space in her home and smiled slightly, "My place is small and shabby.
Mr.
Feng, you can sit down wherever you want.
There is no good tea at home.
Just last month, a student from Lao Zhou sent me some Yuqian Longjing, the first crop of this year.
I will make tea for you first.
Mr.
Feng speaks."
Mrs.
Zhou walked inside, passed by the door of the study, and shouted inside: "Old Zhou, guess who is here?
Come out and meet the young master of the Feng family."
Feng Kezhi had just sat down on a wicker chair at hand, and immediately stood up after hearing this, with a serious look on his face.
"Mrs.
Zhou, the name of Professor Zhou is very familiar to me.
He is an academic leader and the backbone of the country.
If you don't mind disturbing me, I should be the one to pay homage to Professor Zhou."
After saying this, he walked to the study door in a few steps and faced the door that had been occupied by Zhou.
The wife pushed the door open, bowed respectfully at ninety degrees, then stood up straight and said, "Professor Zhou, Feng Kezhi is a very famous person.
It is really an honor for me to have the honor to come here to meet the professor tonight."
Professor Zhou was wearing glasses.
As usual, he was reading under the lamp at this time.
He was startled by the movement outside the study door.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the door.
There was a surprised expression on his face and he slowly put down his hand. book.
Feng Kezhi had automatically walked to his desk and bowed again: "Professor Zhou, Feng Kezhi.
I hope my unannounced arrival did not disturb you.
Just call me Kezhi, that's what my family calls me."
Professor Zhou finally reacted and looked at the young man standing respectfully in front of him.
The initial surprise slowly receded.
A smile appeared on his face.
He nodded and motioned for him to sit down.
Feng Kezhi said "Hey", stepped forward hurriedly, and sat down in a chair in front of Professor Zhou.
Meng Lanting followed in and stood at the door of the study, dumbfounded.
Mrs.
Zhou was completely relieved when she saw this.
The fame of the Ninth Young Master of the Feng family is really great in Shanghai.
Before she saw with her own eyes how much money he spent on beauties at that night's drinking party, Mrs.
Zhou naturally saw various news about him on the side pages of newspapers from time to time, none of which were done by a decent young man.
In my impression, he is a playboy, the top dandy among dandy.
Mrs.
Zhou knew that her old man was aloof and a little worried that he would not give Mr.
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Feng face.
Although he is a playboy, his family background and status are there after all.
It is not appropriate to offend him too much if he comes to visit him.
I didn't expect that this young master of the Feng family would have such a respectful attitude and his words would be meaningful.
The old man's reaction was beyond his expectations.
"Lanting, you can go in too.
I'll make tea for you."
Mrs.
Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Meng Lanting was still standing at the door and not going in, she pushed her gently and hurriedly went to make tea. gd1806102: