Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1386 - The Story of Ling and Heng (649)

Chapter 1386: The Story of Ling and Heng (649)

Seeing that one of his legs was blocked by the sofa, Feng Ling asked in surprise, “When did you wake up?”

“I just woke up.” Li Nanheng lowered his arm and turned toward her. “What was that noise outside?”

“Ah, I’m killing the chickens. Did I disturb you?”

“...You know how to kill it?”

“I checked on the internet and saw the tutorial for killing chickens. I tried to kill one. It’s not bad. It’s quite successful.” Feng Ling held the handle of the door with one clean hand. Her other hand was still stained with blood. She was dressed in her home clothes at the Qian family. Her long hair was tied behind her head. She looked gentle and indifferent, but her expression did not change when she talked about killing chickens.

Li Nanheng: “There is a tutorial?”

“Yes.” Feng Ling glanced at his leg. “Move your leg ten centimeters to the right. If you move forward, you’ll reach the bedroom door. The sofa in the living room is about six to seven meters away from the bedroom door. There are no obstacles in between. Can you come out by yourself?”

“Sure.”

“All right, I’ll continue.” After speaking, Feng Ling opened the bedroom door for him and returned to the kitchen.

Li Nanheng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He followed her instructions and moved his legs away from the sofa in the bedroom. He successfully left the bedroom and slowly moved forward. He measured the distance based on his steps. When he reached a certain position, his legs touched the edge of the living room sofa.

He touched the back of the sofa and turned back to look for the sound of the kitchen. He thought of the scene of Feng Ling killing a chicken and strangely recalled K’s words on the phone about not acknowledging her.

Li Nanheng’s heart trembled. He turned and walked in the general direction of the kitchen. He raised his hand to touch the wall that he almost bumped into. He then walked along the wall to the kitchen door and poked his head in.

Feng Ling was squatting on the ground and working hard. When she heard the noise, she turned back to see Li Nanheng ‘looking’ at her with his unfocused eyes.

That strangely strong desire to live caused Feng Ling’s eyelids to twitch.

“Do you need help?” Li Nanheng asked.

Feng Ling glanced at him. “What can you help with?”

Typically, Li Nanheng’s heart was extremely strong. Even when Feng Ling mocked him, he did not feel as though he had been shot. Perhaps it was because he felt that he would not be able to survive in Israel that he avoided her. Otherwise, with his strong heart, as long as he did not face death directly, even if Feng Ling angered him because he could not see, he would not be hurt.

The man stood in front of the kitchen door with half his head exposed. He seemed to be deep in thought: “Standing by the side to command you?”

“It’s just chicken wings. Is there a need for you to command me?” Feng Ling lowered her head to continue fiddling with the chicken that was almost cleaned. “We’re not in the base. Why do I need you to command me? How to use a gun?”

Li Nanheng stood by the door and smiled.

Feng Ling lowered her head to deal with it for a while. She suddenly turned back and saw that Li Nanheng had yet to leave.

His eyes were not bandaged. Even though he could not see, he was standing there looking in her direction. It was really...

“Can you go back to the sofa first? I’ll apply medicine to your eyes later. Don’t stand here.”

“What?”

“If you stand here, my knife won’t be able to cut down.”

Li Nanheng raised his brows as though he understood. He nodded and turned to walk away.

...

After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, Feng Ling cleaned her clothes and took a shower. When she came out of the shower, she took the medicine the doctor ordered her to apply on his eyes every day.

Feng Ling’s movements were very light. Every time she helped him apply the medicine, it was as though she was afraid of touching his eyes. However, she had no choice but to touch it with her fingers.

Li Nanheng sat on the sofa with his eyes closed and unhurriedly said, “If my eyes can’t recover for the rest of my life, you can’t help me apply medicine for the rest of my life.”

“Why not?” Feng Ling’s tone was composed. She was completely unaffected by his words. She patiently adjusted the gauze in her hand. “The doctor said that you’re only suffering from cerebral hemorrhage to suppress your optic nerves. There are also some chemical fumes. It’ll be fine. You might be able to see all of a sudden, or you might not be able to see for ten or twenty years. You have to follow the doctor’s instructions every day. There’s nothing wrong with it.”

“From your tone, it seems like you really have deep feelings for a disabled person like me who can’t see. You don’t mind at all.” The man smiled.

Feng Ling helped him apply the gauze and stepped back. She carefully checked to see if it was neat, in case it looked too funny. Then she stepped forward to adjust the gauze on his left eye. As she did so, she said, “Of course not. You’ve seen me when I was in my teens and when I was in my twenties. You’ve seen me when I was the most beautiful, and you’ll remember me forever.”

“En, so?”

“If you really can’t see me in the future, there’s nothing wrong with it. At least you won’t be able to see how I look when I’m old.” Feng Ling moved her hand away from the gauze on his eyes. She was satisfied that her standard of applying medicine for him was getting better.

She was about to leave when she felt a weight on her wrist. The man suddenly held her hand.

“I want to see it.” He held her hand; his tone calm yet firm.

What did he want to see? To see her slowly grow old in the next few decades?

This strange, ambiguous promise that they would slowly grow old together made her heart beat faster. Feng Ling lowered her eyes to look at his hand.

She paused for a moment before saying, “There’s something you haven’t answered me.”

“What?”

“About TMing, and about one billion yuan. How did you know that these were the two things I wanted to do the most? Including the clean money left in TMing. It can be used to fill up the Feng Corporation’s funding bank and use it as an emergency fund. Everything happened to help me. Did I really say something to you after drinking too much?”

Li Nanheng curved his lips lightly and released his grip from her wrist. He calmly tugged the thin blanket up her legs. “Don’t you know what you’re like after drinking too much?”

“...Of course not.”

Li Nanheng smiled. “At that time, you held my leg and called me ‘hubby.’ You softly begged your husband to help you get rid of TMing and Feng Mingyi. You begged your husband to help you get a billion yuan in funding. Seeing that your begging look was too touching, I couldn’t bear it and made a move after leaving the resort.”

Feng Ling:”...”

She turned her head to look around and then suddenly looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Li Nanheng raised his brows: “Why aren’t you speaking? What are you doing?”

Feng Ling was expressionless. “I’m looking for the knife I used to kill the chicken.”

Li Nanheng: “...Huh?”

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