If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 502 In the middle of the night, Feng Siruo lost? (please order all!!!)

Although it was already evening.

But the Qingqian Villa was still brightly lit.

Many workers are still busy, going in and out of the banquet building.

This lively scene is very different from Jiang Zhou's previous visits.

After getting out of the car.

Feng Siruo, Feng Yiyi and Ding Yue were taken away by special people.

Said to take them to try on the evening dress, if the size is not suitable, quickly modify it.

Jiang Zhou was taken to the small gray building and returned to the familiar study.

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Yuanshan was lying on the hospital bed with a book in his hand.

He has reached the point of extreme weakness.

He looks thinner than before.

And a ventilator was added next to the bed.

The oxygen mask was worn over the mouth and looked somewhat comical.

There was no light in the study, only the desk lamp was turned on.

The dim light only illuminates a corner of the room, but there is not much depressing atmosphere.

"coming?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "You're not dead yet?"

Feng Yuanshan coughed twice: "Come on, I can feel it."

"You really can live, and you have to endure it for half a year."

"If I'm like this, it's probably that good people don't live long, and scourges are left for thousands of years?"

Jiang Zhou was happy after listening to it: "I found that you are quite accurate in your positioning."

Feng Yuanshan laughed twice: "Stop talking about me, let's talk about you, I heard you've been annoying recently?"

"Damn, someone is behind me, and I can't help it.

"Those of us who do business often walk by the river, so how can we not wet our shoes."

Jiang Zhou raised Erlang's legs: "Actually, I'm not in business, I just like to take chances, but now I'm very unhappy when people take advantage of them."

Feng Yuanshan sighed slightly: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield. If you are not careful, you will always encounter this kind of thing."

"I understand, but it's too late to say these words, the thorns are too deep to be pulled out."

"Didn't think of a solution?"

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Yes, bring me half of the property you promised me, and I'll kick those oriental devils away in minutes."

Feng Yuanshan smiled and carefully observed his face: "How thick is your face, you guy?"

"A little thinner than yours."

"Impossible, I'm old and skinny, how thick can I get?"

Jiang Zhou was a little surprised after listening to his words: "Your tone seems to be very relaxed? What's the matter, you want to get rid of it?"

Feng Yuanshan nodded: "After I came back from Qiushui Cemetery, I locked myself in my room for a month, and then I figured it out."

"Grass, I suddenly feel even more uncomfortable."

"why?"

"I untied the knot for you before I died, but I can't get any fucking reward. It's just a waste of time."

Feng Yuanshan was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Did the side of Wanwan come back later?"

Jiang Zhou was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "No, but it's a matter of time."

"Then did the oil price go up or down?"

"Damn, it's more than nine yuan, and it's crazy to run for ten yuan."

Feng Yuanshan nodded: "Is there anything new?"

Jiang Zhou thought for a while: "There are many, many, but I don't know when to start, it's very cool anyway."

"It's great, but unfortunately I can't see it anymore."

"Maybe there is a theory of reincarnation, don't be too pessimistic."

Feng Yuanshan felt reasonable: "Yes, there must be reincarnation, after all, you..."

Jiang Zhou raised his hand and stopped his words: "Old man, don't seduce me inside or outside, I didn't admit anything."

"You are so careful, I am a dying person, who would believe my words."

"I don't know what you're talking about, you old man must be confused."

Feng Yuanshan couldn't help but sigh: "Then let's go back to the previous topic."

Jiang Zhou raised his eyes: "Which topic?"

"You said that if Peipei and Yajie were reincarnated, where would they be now?"

"It should be far from here."

"why?"

"I don't want to see the person I hated the most in my last life again."

Feng Yuanshan nodded: "What you said makes sense."

The voice fell, and the study fell into silence again.

Only the clock was ticking as usual.

At that time, Feng Yuanshan stretched out two fingers and raised them in front of him.

These two fingers trembled so violently that it was almost uncontrollable.

Jiang Zhou pursed his lips and didn't speak for a while.

He knew that Feng Yuanshan was really going to die this time.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after.

But whether it was tomorrow or the day after, he couldn't make it through the summer.

"Here's a cigarette, I've been holding it for a long time and still don't understand?"

Jiang Zhou pressed his hand: "Stop smoking, do you want to give death a VIP acceleration?"

Feng Yuanshan couldn't help sighing: "I thought you were an informal person, but I didn't expect it to be so boring."

"It's not the same thing as being informal and letting you die."

"Just one bite, I'm not even afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of smoking?"

"Do you really want to smoke?"

"Um."

"Is it nothing to do with me?"

"Stop talking so much, I don't have much energy, hurry up."

Jiang Zhou was a little helpless, but still took out the cigarette case from his pocket.

Then he drew a cigarette from it and stuffed it between his two fingers.

"Point."

Jiang Zhou took out his lighter again and lit him a cigarette.

Then, Feng Yuanshan took a greedy breath, and then coughed.

"Damn, why is the smoke so rushing?"

"General White."

Feng Yuanshan swallowed: "You northerners, you are so awesome."

Jiang Zhou gave him a disdainful look: "If you can't smoke, don't smoke, there will be more chances in your next life."

"Who knows if there will be 6 children in the next generation, of course if you want to smoke now, you can do it now."

"You are arrogant."

Feng Yuanshan glanced at him: "Aren't you going to smoke one with me?"

Jiang Zhou lowered his head and squeezed the cigarette case hard: "I quit, Si Ruo doesn't like the smell."

"Is that so..."

"What about you? I understand, do you really want to give the whole family to Feng Ao?"

Feng Yuanshan exhaled a smoke: "What? Do you want it?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "Not uncommon."

"Damn, why is your mouth so hard?"

"It's not as hard as your life."

Feng Yuanshan laughed until he coughed: "After I die, Xiao Jiao will bury me in Qiushui Cemetery."

Jiang Zhou chuckled: "You think it's beautiful, I didn't ask the grandma if she agrees or not."

"It's not a joint burial, I chose a corner, and it's enough to watch her from a distance."

"Count you as a person.".