Chapter 4: An Unforgettable Past

  "Ah, you rascal!" Qi Yan Meng shouted loudly, her hands hastily covering her chest.

  Duan Man's face turned black with anger after hearing this sentence. How did he become a hooligan? This is supposed to be his home!

  It's actually Qiyan Meng who is at home taking a bath and wrapped in a towel, if anyone should be called a hooligan, it should be her!

  "Hey, that's enough!" Duan Feng said to Qi Yan Meng: "I didn't even touch you, why are you making such a fuss!"

  "You..." Qiyan Meng's face turned blue as he stared at Duan Feng, this guy was a poisonous tongue, one sentence could choke everyone to death!

  "When did you come in?"

  "This sentence should be asked by me instead of you, how are you in my house?" Duan Man looked at Qi Yan Meng and asked.

  If it were another man, looking at Qiyan Meng at this moment, his eyes might be filled with greed, but Duan Feng didn't, his gaze was extremely clear, without any impurities.

  It seemed that Qian Yun had no temptation for him at all.

  "Your home?" Qi Yan Meng coldly laughed: "This is my home, to be exact. I've had the key to this place since three years ago and often come here. Go ask around, who doesn't know!"

  Duān Fēng suddenly understood, when he came back to prepare for his mother's funeral, he indeed handed over the key to Qī Tiān Hán, but he didn't give him the house. A faint smile: "You're mistaken, this house is mine, my name is on the property certificate, I just let Uncle Qī help me take care of it."

  Qiu Yanyan was taken aback, suddenly thinking of something. It seemed that three years ago when she came, a woman was on her last breath, but when looking at herself, there was a different kind of affection in her eyes. At the time, Qiu Yanyan didn't understand what it meant, but now she understood - it was clearly the look of a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law, and her own father seemed to be very familiar with that woman.

  Is this really his home?

  For a moment, Qiyan Meng seemed to understand that she had been deceived by Qi Tianhan. He was forcing her to live with Duan Feng and cultivate feelings for him.

  "Even if it's your home, can't I appear here?" Qi Yan Meng's beautiful autumn eyes kept turning, no matter what was said, he couldn't let him know that he was forced to come, otherwise this guy would definitely kick him while he was down.

  "So you..."

  Before An Xiang could finish speaking, Qi Yan Meng interrupted him, saying: "You are currently my nominal fiancé, and both my father and brother want us to get married as soon as possible, you know that, right?"

  Duān fēng zhòng zhòng de diǎn diǎn tóu.

  English Translation: Duān nodded heavily with a serious expression.

  "Although you are my fiancé, we don't know each other well. In order to get a better understanding of each other, I've decided that we should live together so that we can understand each other!" Qi Yan Meng said with a serious face.

  Although Qi Yan Meng said it very seriously and her expression was also well grasped, Duan Feng didn't believe a word she said.

  "You think I'm a three-year-old kid, huh? Tell me, why are you here?" Duan Feng's eyes rolled around, and he looked at Qi Yan Meng with a sly face: "Could it be that you've discovered that I'm actually very handsome and want to spend the night with me?"

  "Can't you stop being so self-absorbed, Duan!" Qi Yanmeng looked at Duan Feng with disdain.

  "You should tell me now, why you came here!" Duan Man sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette for himself and said faintly: "Of course, you can also choose not to say it, but I will choose to drive you out!"

  "How dare you!" Chi Yan Meng's face turned cold after hearing Duan Feng's words.

  Duan Feng's face revealed a sly smile: "Then I'll let you see if I dare or not!"

  After finishing speaking, Duan Feng extinguished his cigarette and walked step by step towards Qi Yan Meng.

  "Hey, what do you think you're doing? I'm your fiancée, you can't behave like this! If you dare to touch me, I'll shout for help!" Qi Yan was furious and panicked as she saw Duan Feng actually walking towards her.

  "Go ahead, call out if you want to. Anyway, you've already said it, I'm your fiancée, so it's not like I'm being rude!" Duan Feng grabbed Qi Yan Meng's wrist and pulled her away!

  Qiu Yan Meng suddenly became flustered, if she really let Duan Feng drive her out, she would truly have no home to return to.

  "Stop, stop, I'm talking!"

  Duan Man heard Qi Yan Meng's words and slowly let go of him, quietly looking at the other party waiting for the next sentence.

  "Hey, I'm your fiancée, how can you treat me like this!" Qi Yan Meng looked at Duan Feng with dissatisfaction, this guy didn't know how to cherish his loved one.

  "You are indeed my fiancée, but you're not my wife yet. And it seems like you don't even like me, so stop talking about nurturing feelings."

  "You..." Qiyan Meng felt a burning sensation in her chest.

  "Speak up! This time tell the truth, or I'll really throw you out!"

  "I told you I came to spend the night with you, did you believe me?"

  If Duan Man believed this sentence, then there is no difference between pigs climbing trees. He can see the color of Qiyan Meng's disgust towards himself from her eyes.

  Although he didn't know why Qiyuemen came here, he could see from her eyes that this wasn't what she had intended, and she hadn't wanted to come!

  "Then I'll fulfill you!" With that, Duan Feng was about to pounce on Qi Yan Meng.

  "Wait a minute, I'm talking!" Qi Yan Meng hastily stretched out her hand to block Duan Feng.

  "For the last time, or I'll really kick you out!" Duanyan lit a cigarette and slowly opened his mouth to say.

  "It was my dad who told me to come here. He said this is our home."

  Duan Feng was taken aback, as if he suddenly understood something, and said lightly: "Then you can just stay here!"

  Qingyan Meng looked at Duan Feng with a surprised face after hearing his words, she did not expect that Duan Feng actually believed it, and even didn't ask why he let her come, was it the old man who had discussed it with Duan Feng?

  Thinking of this, Qiyan Meng's anger suddenly rose: "Surnamed Duan, you say, isn't it that you and that old man conspired together to force me to come live here?"

  "You're sick!" Duan Feng looked at Qi Yan Meng with disdain: "Don't measure a gentleman's heart with a petty person's mind!"

  Looking at Duan Feng, it didn't seem like he was lying. Qi Yan Meng was taken aback - could it be that she had been overthinking things?

  "Alright, since it wasn't a mutual agreement, then we need to sign a cohabitation agreement!"

  Duàn Fēng smiled faintly after hearing Qī Yān Mèng's words: "Since that's the case, then take your time to think about it. I'll go out for a walk first. I hope that before I come back, you can draft some kind of agreement, but remember not to be too excessive. This is my home, not yours!"

  Qiyan Meng didn't react at all, so Duan Feng directly slammed the door and left, causing Qiyan Meng to stomp her feet in frustration behind him. However, she was helpless against him, so she sat down on the sofa, racking her brains thinking about their cohabitation agreement!

  As Duan Man walked out of the stairwell, he slowed down his pace and once again pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one up, took a drag, inhaled deeply, and slowly exhaled, the entire motion extremely natural, without any hint of pretension, as if the cigarette had become an integral part of him.

  The fire star between the fingers, hiding how much sorrow, in the midst of spewing clouds and mist, inhaling how much loneliness and solitude, exhaling how much sadness...

  The smoke dispersed, and a hint of pain flashed across Duan Feng's face. He looked up at the pitch-black night: "Three years have passed, time really flies!"

  With a wry smile, Duan Feng shook his head and walked away.

  Just a moment later, I saw a brand new road with cars and horses galloping by, while on the other side was a large construction site.

  Looking at the scene in front of him, Duan Feng let out a soft sigh. It turned out that this was a street filled with the atmosphere of the city, although it was a bit dirty and chaotic at first, but it had memories of Duan Feng's childhood.

  Duan Feng is very familiar with this street. He went to school, his mother bought vegetables, and his father went to work, all of which required passing through here; This street carries many memories for him.

  Looking at the street in front of him, a figure suddenly appeared in Duan Feng's mind.

  A girl wearing a white skirt and braided pigtails appeared in his mind.

  Even after a thousand years, the girl was like an imprint, deeply etched in his mind, as clear as if he had just seen her.

  Duān Fēng didn't know how long it would take him to forget her, to forget those big watery eyes filled with a sorrow so dense it was heartbreaking, yet still revealed a hint of sweet smile!

  Duàn fēng suddenly laughed at himself, wondering when he had become so sentimental. Many things, once missed, would never have a chance to be regained!

  Duan Feng tightened his windbreaker, and as soon as he went out, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. Looking at a straight and brand new road, the traffic was bustling. On the opposite side, however, was a large construction site that was working through the night, with pile drivers pounding away non-stop.

  "Alas!" He couldn't help but let out a deep sigh, originally this was a street filled with the atmosphere of the city, but now it's completely unrecognizable.

  "Baby, tell Mom if you're happy today?" A gentle and quiet voice floated into Duan Mu's ears.

  He turned his head as if struck by lightning, on the wide road, a woman wearing a white coat and gray knee-length skirt was holding hands with a three or four-year-old little girl.

  Seeing this scene, Duan Feng was completely stunned. Even after many years, Duan Feng still recognized her at a glance, just like an electric current that passed through his limbs, making him numb all over, standing still and unable to move!

  At this moment, Duan Feng's heart and breathing also seemed to have stopped at the same time, his face turned slightly pale, and his hand inserted in his pocket began to tremble uncontrollably.

  In the past four years, he had thought a lot and imagined many times of reuniting with her. Even just now when walking on this road, that kind of nervous and uneasy anticipation had been lingering in his heart.

  He opened his mouth, wanting to shout out her name, but the three words that reached his lips couldn't be shouted out no matter what. He had thought that with years of training, his heart was already at a level where it wouldn't be affected by external things, and he could even remain calm if Mount Tai were to collapse in front of him.

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