Are you pretending not to know me or pretending not to see me? This question was really difficult to answer.
Seeing Fang Yan's bewildered expression, Phoenix threw a snowball at Fang Yan and said, "Take this."
Pa!
The snowball hit Fang Yan's chest and broke into snowflakes. They fell down and became one with the snow again.
Phoenix did not have the joy of hitting the target. She just looked at Fang Yan and asked, "Why don't you dodge?"
"Do you want to dodge?" Fang Yan said with a smile. "Didn't you always want to hit me before?"
"I really want to hit you, but … I know I can't hit you." Phoenix said with a smile. Her smile looked lonely. "I can't hit you, so I always want to hit you. You don't even want to dodge. This is really … how can this game continue? "
Have you ever played snowball throwing?
The greatest joy of this game was not hitting, but dodging.
One side desperately chased, the other side desperately dodged. The one who chased was hell-bent, and the one who dodged was willing.
If the one who chased hit every snowball, and the one who dodged stood still … this game must be quite boring, right?
"I'm sorry," Fang Yan said.
He could feel Phoenix's emotions. He knew that she was very unhappy.
He shouldn't have said sorry, or rather, he shouldn't have said sorry.
But, he didn't know what was going on, but he said it so naturally.
It was as if he had really done something wrong to Phoenix.
Perhaps, such a farewell was really hurtful?
"Fang Yan, you've changed." Phoenix's hands were in the pockets of her trench coat. She was clearly not in the mood to continue playing with snowballs. Her figure was tall and graceful. Her slightly curly hair was blown by the cool wind and slapped on her face, giving her a poignant charm.
Fang Yan looked into Phoenix's eyes and nodded very seriously. He said, "A lot of things have changed."
"Yes. A lot of things have changed, and a lot of people have changed, "Phoenix said softly. "In the past, you took things as they came. Apart from the advancement of your cultivation, you didn't care about anything else."
Fang Yan smiled and said, "I still care about some other things, but you don't care about those things."
"How do you know I don't care?"
"Have you ever cared?"
Phoenix smiled and shook her head. "Mind or not … there's no point in talking about this. I heard what happened last night. That was a beautiful win … This is Fang Yan. This is the Fang Yan I know. This is the Fang Yan who always brings surprises. "
Fang Yan was silent.
He didn't know what to say. Perhaps not saying anything was the most appropriate response.
"I never thought such a day would come," Phoenix said with a smile. "The two of us stand facing each other, speechless … Don't you think this scene is very awkward?"
"Actually … it's alright," Fang Yan said. He also felt very awkward. He had the urge to quickly end this and run away.
"The reason for this situation is because you are more concerned about the feelings of another person …" Phoenix was like a caring sister. She explained, "There is nothing to say when you are with your first love because your feelings have changed. You feel a trace of guilt and embarrassment when facing me. No matter how smart you are, you are still a kind person."
Fang Yan thought about it seriously and said, "Perhaps, you are right. You have always been able to give me the best advice and the most professional analysis from the perspective of a bystander. "
"Can you tell me who that person is?"
"Don't you already know?"
"Talking to you is no longer interesting," Phoenix said. She opened her arms and said, "This is the true meaning of … farewell, right? Come, let's hug one last time. "
Fang Yan hesitated.
"What? Are you afraid or unwilling? "Phoenix said with some dissatisfaction. "When a girl makes such a request, even if you are a hundred times unwilling, you should at least put on a perfunctory act. Do you know that such an expression of yours is very hurtful? Am I so loathsome? "
"I am just worried …" Fang Yan walked towards Phoenix step by step and said, "The sword in my hand will hurt you."
"The sword is not out of its sheath, how can it hurt me?" Phoenix asked. Then, she licked her dry lips and said very seriously, "Even if I am hurt by your sword, I will not blame you. I am telling the truth. "
"I believe you," Fang Yan said.
He held the sword with one hand and walked over to hug Phoenix.
The warm and fragrant body entered his arms, but Fang Yan did not feel happy or ambiguous.
Instead, he felt that his heart was very blocked, and his whole body became heavy.
The beautiful girl in his arms was his beauty, the youth of his youth. He wanted to see his favorite movie with her. He wanted to walk through every mountain and river with her. He wanted to see every river with her.
They were the eyes he saw when he opened his eyes every morning. They were the sweet dreams he had every night. He wanted to dedicate all of his beauty to her. He wanted to protect her for the rest of her life.
At that time, she was the most important person to him.
Now, they said goodbye in such an understated way.
Goodbye to the girl, goodbye to his first love, goodbye to the good things, goodbye to a lifetime.
The two of them hugged each other tightly. They were reluctant to part, but they were also ruthless and determined.
Phoenix was not in a good mood either. She said in a low voice, "Then, I wish you good luck."
"You too," Fang Yan said.
After saying goodbye like this, Fang Yan thought that Phoenix would leave his arms.
But Phoenix did not.
"I have to leave something to remember," Phoenix said.
"What?"
Click …
The sound of a shutter clicking.
Only then did Phoenix let go of Fang Yan. Looking at the camera of her and Fang Yan hugging tightly, she said, "I will send it to the lady and tell her that we have said goodbye. I have become your past tense."
"…"
"You see, I am so considerate of you." Phoenix giggled. "Fang Yan, now you know that I am the best to you, right?"
"I know." Fang Yan smiled bitterly. "If you delete it, this feeling will be more profound."
"I will not delete it." Phoenix refused Fang Yan's proposal. She waved to Fang Yan and said, "Goodbye, Fang Yan."
"Goodbye," Fang Yan said. "Happy New Year."
"Unhappy New Year." Phoenix smiled. "The new year will not be happy …"
Phoenix waved her hand at Fang Yan. Placing both her hands into the pockets of her coat, she gracefully walked into the snowstorm. Her figure was quickly swallowed up by the snowstorm, becoming an indistinct dot.
"Goodbye." Fang Yan waved and said softly.
Whether happy or not, the new year arrived as scheduled.
New Year's Eve was getting closer and closer, and there were more and more relatives at home.
Fang Huwei had two sons and three daughters. His youngest son, Beihai, died in battle. His eldest son, Fang Yixing, was fond of calligraphy and painting and had no interest in martial arts. After Fang Huwei's legs were disabled, there was no successor for Fang Family Tai Chi. However, his disciple, Mo Qingdi, quickly rose to support the Fang family. When Mo Qingdi was at his peak, the Fang family was also at its peak. No one dared to underestimate the enemy in Jianghu.
However, Mo Qingdi fell like a comet, and the Fang family was once again in decline.
Those few years were a nightmare for Fang Huwei, the old man of the Fang Family. The grumpy old man suffered one blow after another, but he still maintained a positive and optimistic attitude.
Because he still had hope. His grandson, Fang Yan, was his hope.
He placed all his enthusiasm and expectations on Fang Yan. He personally taught Fang Yan martial arts and supervised his stance training. At a young age, Fang Yan was under unimaginable pressure.
Fang Yan's erratic personality was born during that period. The pressure was too great, and he had no way to vent. He did not dare to vent, so he could only use these unreasonable little methods to express his dissatisfaction.
Dissatisfaction with his family, dissatisfaction with his surroundings, dissatisfaction with the unfairness of fate.
That was all. This was the biggest protest a young man could express.
Fang Yan had three aunts. The eldest and second aunts were married in Swallow Dock. The eldest aunts, Fang Yi, married his grandfather's disciple, Fang Hao, so their daughter, Fang Mengying, also had the surname Fang. The second aunt, Fang Yiling, married into the Zhao family of Swallow Dock. When the old man of the Zhao family was young, he had fought with his grandfather, Fang Huwei, several times, and lost every battle. The relationship between the two families was not harmonious until now.
The youngest aunts had a wild personality. When she was studying at Pearl Institute of Foreign Languages, she fell in love with a classmate. After graduation, she stayed in Pearl Institute. The Fang family was very open-minded. The elders never interfered with their children's marriage.
Of course, Fang Yan was an exception.
According to the past practice, every year on New Year's Eve, the eldest and second aunts would bring their family to the old house to have New Year's Eve dinner with the old man.
The youngest aunts used to spend the Spring Festival with her husband's family in Pearl Institute. This year, she brought her family back.
The New Year's Eve was also a reunion night. Who didn't want to sit together with their family? Hearing that his youngest daughter was coming back, the old man Fang Huwei was naturally happy from ear to ear. Ever since she was a child, he liked his youngest daughter the most.
The youngest aunts called home in advance and said that they would be back for dinner on the 28th. Lu Wan told them that a sumptuous dinner was prepared early at home.
But when it was eight o 'clock in the evening, the youngest aunts and their family still did not come back.
Lu Wan called to urge them, but the youngest aunts' mobile phone was turned off.
The Fang family was very anxious. Lu Wan shouted and asked Fang Yan to take Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan to drive out to pick them up. She was afraid that the road from Yan Jing City to Yanziwu was not easy to drive, and the car should not break down on the road.
Fang Yan was also worried about the safety of the youngest aunts. He called Fang Yingying and was ready to drive in the direction of Yan Jing to look for them. If the car really had a problem, they could also exchange the car with them and let them come back to warm up first.
As soon as Fang Yan and Fang Yingying drove away from the gate of the courtyard, they saw a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the gate.
The back door was pushed open, and a young man wearing a thick down jacket jumped out. He looked around the village and wilderness and said discontentedly, "Mom, what kind of place is this … Are we going to spend the New Year here?"
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