Fang Xiaowan couldn't help but complain in her heart that Zhang Rongfeng was so impatient. What did Qin Yingying think of him?

Then she opened the door with anger on her face-

Unexpectedly, the moment she pushed open the door, the fragrance first became fragrant.

Her big eyes were stunned. Zhang Rongfeng was holding a big tray with a steaming soup bowl and a plate of egg cakes, as well as a spoon and chopsticks.

"Xiaowan, Yingying must have not eaten yet. I just went to the kitchen and found that there was a little frozen seafood in the refrigerator, so I cooked a little three-fresh soup for her to replenish her body, right?"

Fang Xiaowan breathed a sigh of relief and asked deliberately: "Didn't you eavesdrop outside the door just now?"

Zhang Rongfeng quickly clarified: "I'm not a person who likes to listen to the wall. I've been busy in the kitchen just now. How can I have time to come and eavesdrop on it?"

Fang Xiaowan snorted in her nostrils: "I don't know if you dare."

She then reached out and answered: "You give it to me?"

Because Zhang Rongfeng was standing outside the door and could not see Qin Yingying inside, he showed a pleading attitude: "Can you let me see Yingying?"

Fang Xiaowan turned her head and glanced at Qin Yingying, who had no expression, and then decisively refused: "No, now you want to go in, and you still want her to have a meal?"

When Zhang Rongfeng thought it made sense, he had to hand over the pallet and bow his head and retreat. He didn't want to be suspicious of eavesdropping.

Fang Xiaowan stared at him and suddenly felt that he was pitiful. All her previous resentment suddenly went out of the sky. She felt that she had made Qin Yingying's background board, which made it a good thing that he cared for her. However, he must be full of confusion about her experience at present. Once he learned about her past experience, will he, as a man, understand all this?

When Fang Xiaowan thought of this, she had even more plans to talk to him. Perhaps the most suitable candidate for Qin Yingying’s past experiences may be passed on to him by herself.

Qin Yingying had been tossed by Wei Haifeng all night. She was not only exhausted physically and mentally, but also hungry. When she smelled the fragrance emitted by Sanxian Soup, she no longer had the courage to refuse. Under Fang Xiaowan's care, she drank the bowl of Sanxian Soup in one breath and ate an egg cake.

When her stomach had something at the bottom, she felt sleepy again hit her forehead.

Fang Xiaowan took the opportunity to persuade: "Yingying, hurry up and sleep. When this sleep passes, all nightmares will disappear."

Qin Yingying lay down with tears, because she spent the night under humiliation and physical and mental torture. She really hoped to use her sleep to get rid of all this.

After a while, she really fell asleep.

Fang Xiaowan confirmed that she was asleep, and immediately tiptoed out of the bedroom and waved at the door to Zhang Rongfeng, who was sitting in the living room in a daze.

Zhang Rongfeng's eyes lit up and he immediately walked over quickly.

Fang Xiaowan was worried that his footsteps were too heavy, so she immediately put her fingers between her lips and made a quiet gesture.

Zhang Rongfeng took a lighter understanding.

When he came to the door, Fang Xiaowan reminded softly: "Yingying is asleep now. You can take a look at her."

Under her restrictions, Zhang Rongfeng could only poke his head into the door to observe Qin Yingying's sleeping position.

Fang Xiaowan then pulled his arm: "Hey, I have something to say to you. Let's talk to you in one step."

Zhang Rongfeng said "Oh" and followed Fang Xiaowan.

Fang Xiaowan didn't dare to stay in the living room because she had to say a lot. She was worried that Qin Yingying would wake up at any time, and she didn't dare to open the door and say that she was afraid that the guy would come back, so she turned into the kitchen. Although there was a guest room in this house, Fang Xiaowan didn't dare to live in the same bedroom with a man. Because she had been frightened by a man, she was wary of any man except that she was not guarding against Qin Songmu.

Fang Xiaowan was in the kitchen and told Zhang Rongfeng all of Qin Yingying’s experiences from before and now, like pouring beans on bamboo tubes.

Zhang Rongfeng did not expect that his goddess would have so many twists and turns, and his eyes suddenly became wet.

Fang Xiaowan immediately said, "That's all about Yingying's experience. Can you tell me the truth, what do you think of her?"

Zhang Rongfeng seemed very excited and said, "I want to say I am full of pity for her experience, but unfortunately I am not qualified to promise anything to her."

Fang Xiaowan glared at the almond eyes: "What do you mean? Do you want to 'stay away' from her?"

Zhang Rongfeng shook his head repeatedly: "Don't get me wrong. Yingying is the most difficult time in my life that I extend a helping hand to me. No matter how others look at her past, she always looks like my goddess. But once the goddess encounters misfortune, can she tolerate the insignificant me to help her get out of the haze? I really feel that I am not qualified enough."

"Oh, since she has such a high status in your heart, can't you confess your love to her?"

"Xiaowan, if she was not my creditor at the moment, if my situation was not like this, I would bravely confess my love to her. However, I am more like a beggar in love at the moment, and even make people feel that I am hungry. If I take out the so-called high attitude at this time, it would be an insult to Yingying. Therefore, neither she and I should have the feeling of retreating and being second. Even if I love her in my heart, I can only bury this feeling in my heart and still admire her with an admiration."

Fang Xiaowan was shocked by Zhang Rongfeng's confession and could understand the other party's psychology. Even if Qin Yingying was not good, she would not be worthy of her. She would never take advantage of others' danger when her spirit was greatly hurt.

Fang Xiaowan thought for a while before saying, "I fully understand your current mood. However, I ask you to think about the problem from Yingying's perspective. She currently feels that her unclean woman will also be despised by men. So, your admiration can only make her feel that you are alienating her. Will she accept all this according to her current emotions?"

Zhang Rongfeng's expression was entangled, and then said: "I will never repay Yingying's kindness to me in my life. Therefore, I can only use practical actions to be kind to her in the future, rather than taking the opportunity to express my loyalty to her at this time."

Fang Xiaowan nodded: "It's good. In reality, a practical action may be better than a thousand words."

Zhang Rongfeng was reserved and asked tentatively: "Xiaowan, can I stay with her for a while now?"

Fang Xiaowan's eyes lit up: "Of course. She may have nightmares because she was hurt a lot, so it's best for her to have someone around her. I still have a lot of things in the hospital, so I left early. Now Yingying depends on your care."

Zhang Rongfeng felt a little embarrassed: "But what should my mother do?"

"You just stay here with peace of mind. There are so many people in our ward. Can't you take good care of your mother?"

"But...I plan to transfer to Beijing tomorrow..."

"Don't worry, we won't let you delay. Since you owe Yingying so much, just spend a day taking good care of her at home."

Zhang Rongfeng had no objection: "Okay, my mom will ask you."

Fang Xiaowan walked out of Qin Yingying's home and took a taxi back to the rehabilitation ward.

Her intention to leave Zhang Rongfeng alone in Yingying's home was obvious. In her opinion, many people created more worlds for the men and women who had experienced ups and downs, which would purify their inferior hearts in the feeling of distress, and their sincere emotions were sublimated by mutual support.

She immediately thought of herself. She was almost thirty-eight years old. How long would it take to wander to reach the harbor of happiness? How should her emotions be sympathetic to Qin Songmu?

Fang Xiaowan's pretty face suddenly filled with melancholy when she thought of her situation. In her opinion, no matter how many thorns and twists others experience, happiness seems to be called upon. But her happiness is like a mirage. Although the man she likes can see and touch every day, the other party seems to have too many things separated from her - there are her, she, and she...

Besides, after Zhang Rongfeng saw Fang Xiaowan away, he moved a chair and sat in front of Qin Yingying's bedside, and liked to look at her quiet sleeping position. This aroused him endless imagination.

However, his reverie was interrupted as Qin Yingying opened her eyes.

Qin Yingying saw that it was him and couldn't help but be stunned: "Where is Xiaowan?"

Zhang Rongfeng was a little scared of her and quickly replied carefully: "Xiaowan is anxious to go back to the ward and ask me to take care of you."

Qin Yingying blinked her eyes and immediately understood Fang Xiaowan's intentions. She couldn't help but smile bitterly: "She has really done a good job."

Zhang Rongfeng felt even more nervous and stuttered: "She... She is indeed in trouble... she was urged away by a phone call."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then what else did she tell you?"

Zhang Rongfeng hesitated for a moment before he said bravely: "She told me all your past experiences and asked me to show an attitude."

Qin Yingying suddenly widened her eyes: "Then do you have anything to say to me?"

Zhang Rongfeng shook his head: "I don't want to say anything to you, I just want to take good care of you and let you get out of the haze."

Qin Yingying looked at him in surprise and suspicion: "But do you really don't want to confess anything to me?"

Zhang Rongfeng shook his head: "Based on my current situation, no matter what I say, I'm afraid it will hurt you. I think you don't need those sweet words to coax people to heal your wounds now, right?"

Qin Yingying was stunned and then said sadly: "I have heard too many sweet words about men. All my previous boyfriends I met online have told me a lot. However,

All expectations have become empty, what else can I believe? Listening to the songs of the past, thinking about the people of the past, watching strangers come and go, I feel very uncomfortable. Bitter, sorrow, sadness, and a gust rolling in my heart, I can only smile bitterly. Nothing can be tested by time, and I can only believe in everything for a moment. Is it a vow too false or a reality too cruel? I don’t understand, I don’t want to understand, I’m tired.”
Chapter completed!