Chapter 158: The Death of Feng Lixin (middle)

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Witty tone, just do not want to make the brothers too sad. Even in such witty words, you can hear sadness.
"Your boy finally let the snow fall away! It's very promising." Feng Lixin said nothing about his urinary incontinence last night.
"Where's that woman to make a small temper! In a few days, she will be sure to come back on her own." Feng Xinglang responded pretentiously.
"Let's go now, don't find her back! Since you don't like her, let her be free." Feng Lixin sighed slightly.
I thought Feng Lixin would blame himself severely, but didn't think he was so ‘want to open’. This in turn made Feng Xinglang's expression slightly dignified.
"She has been used by me! Even the garbage I discarded by Feng Xinglang cannot be used by others!"
Feng Xinglang's heartlessness and indifference really made Feng Lixin cold. He knew: Feng Xinglang seemed to be unable to fall in love with snow. Snow falling by Feng Xinglang's side will only be humiliating. It will be painful to live.
But he Feng Lixin had no ability and energy to save Xue Luo.
After a moment of silence, Feng Lixin said again, "Xinglang, do you remember Ge Jihuajia in Beihaiwan Street? Brother loves to eat it. Will you buy a copy for him? Okay?"
Feng Xinglang silent for a while, knowing that his elder brother Feng Lixin could not eat cold food, but he nodded. When I got up, I sat back on the bed again, "I called Xiao Qian and let him pass through North Bay Street. I'll bring you back."
"How fast is the speed of small money! Knowing that you are too lazy to go again! Forget it, don't eat it anyway. Anyway, the housekeeper An and Mo also cry and refuse to eat me." Feng Lixin Chang A long sigh.
His condition and mood look good today. There is a supernatural phenomenon called: back to light. At this moment, Feng Lixin became extraordinarily relaxed because he was nostalgic for the last dawn of the world. Because after a while, he will be free!
No longer suffer from illness, no longer suffer from love with your sweetheart, no longer drag on those who love themselves and those they love!
that's nice!
Seeing that his brother Feng Lixin has a good complexion and condition, Feng Xinglang really didn't want to disappoint Feng Lixin who finally wanted to change his taste. Then he nodded and said, "Okay, my dear Feng Dasha, my dear son I'll buy you some royal meal! "
"Remember: Don't let the housekeeper An and Mo know! Otherwise I can't eat it!" In the ridiculous tone of Feng Lixin, it was a bruised heart dripping with blood.
Feng Xinglang made a ‘OK’ gesture.
At the moment when his brother Feng Xinglang turned and left, Feng Lixin almost called the exit. There are too many words, he wants to tell his brother, but can't say it.
Feng Lixin knows: With his brother Feng Xinglang's wisdom, as long as he speaks a few words, Feng Xinglang will smell the clue.
Therefore, Feng Lixin could only swallow his full concern and resentment into his belly.
Xinglang, brother is no longer, you have to take care of yourself! Live well and live happily!
Feng Xinglang left the medical room and called in the housekeeper Mo, which took less than half a minute before and after.
In this half a minute, Feng Lixin exhausted all his strength and cut the veins of his left hand with a lancet ...
Maybe it ’s easier than usual. Feng Lixin, who can not act hard, said that he had almost exhausted all his strength.
His hands had been deformed by the fire, and his grip had significantly deteriorated.
For the past week, he has been silently practicing how to hold the lancet in the sheets. The Lancet was hidden by Xiao Xing when he was packing up medical equipment a few days ago. Originally it was used to cut open the skin tissue that Feng Lixin was sticking and twisting together, so as to prevent the surface skin from further distortion and deformity.
At the moment when blood was pouring out, Feng Lixin suddenly had a sense of understanding to escape. It seemed as if the whole person was fluttering up, very comfortable. It turned out that when people were dying, they would be so beautiful!
When the housekeeper Mo entered, Feng Lixin had hidden his left hand under the dark blanket under the dark veins. In the dim medical room, there were no traces of dripping blood.
And Feng Lixin's right hand was tightly dragging Lan Youyou's photo. He really missed that woman too much.
The severed wrist was dripping with blood under the thin blanket; Feng Lixin felt no pain at all, but made it easy for him to have the illusion of being able to enter the sky. He has rarely been so comfortable these months.
The Mo steward came in and asked Feng Xinglang, who was lying on his back, looking pretty good. It didn't seem that he had been distressed by the urinary incontinence last night.
"Master, are you hungry? An An will bring you upstairs soon."
The housekeeper Mo came in and habitually pressed and stroked Feng Lixin's waist to the instep. First, he tested Feng Lixin's body temperature. Second, he checked whether Feng Lixin's pants were dry. The housekeeper Mo knew that Feng Lixin was a clean person and could not bear the damp moisture on his body.
"I'm not hungry. I'll wait for Xinglang." Feng Lixin smiled at the Mo butler, but the smile was hard to detect, "Mo butler, you've worked hard! I'm tired of you."
"Master, what are you talking about? Being able to serve you and Master Two is a blessing that I have cultivated in my life!" Mo steward smiled.
"By old Mo, Xueluo can't live with Xinglang anymore, then you can help Xueluo and Xinglang divorce them! It's all ... keke ..." Feng Lixin coughed twice.
"Master, don't worry about Master Two and Mrs. Xueluo. Your body is important." Mo Butler quickly patted Feng Lixin's chest to make his breathing easier.
"I'm fine. Lao Mo, it's me that caused Xueluo and Xinglang's evil fate. All of this is my fault. Let's transfer the 5% equity of the Feng Group in my name to Xueluo. Just as compensation. And the villa in Qitai District was also left to Xueluo. If she was pregnant with her son, she would be born if she was pregnant, and if she was not willing, let her be the master ... "
"Master, stop talking about it. What are you doing?"
"If ... if she is willing to give birth to our son-in-law, then ... leave all the real estate in my name to her and that poor child. It's all my fault. Ahem ..."
The emotion was too exciting, and Feng Lixin's words had begun to become incoherent. He coughed again.
"Master, please don't talk anymore. Isn't this Mrs. Xueluo a second master?" Mo steward comforted.