"It's not that I want to! It's obvious that you're forcing me! "

　　Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang indifferently, then turned his body, wanting to walk past him.

　　But Feng Xinglang blocked his robust body at the stairs.

　　If Cong Gang wanted to go downstairs, he had to make contact with Feng Xinglang physically. Thus, Cong Gang turned and went straight to the third floor's terrace.

　　Feng Xinglang followed him.

　　Lighting a cigarette by Cong Gang's side, he began to breathe in and out leisurely.

　　Cong Gang stood at the mouth of the wind, the smoke that he exhaled, was all over his face. He covered his nose and mouth with disgust, but he still stayed where he was and didn't leave.

　　"Is there any point in purposely provoking me?"

　　Feng Xinglang looked sideways at Cong Gang, and stared fixedly at him.

　　Cong Gang's side face was calm and gentle as it was enveloped in the afterglow of the setting sun.

　　Looking at the beautiful scenery of the setting sun, Cong Gang was silent.

　　Looking into Cong Gang's eyes, Feng Xinglang also looked towards the mountain forest which carried a strange color in the serenity.

　　"Why do you like to live in such a gloomy place? There's no hint of a living person, the smell of the dead is very dark! "

　　In short, Feng Xinglang just did not like such a cold and aloof place!

　　"Since you don't like it, then don't come here!"

　　Cong Gang swept his eyes across Feng Xinglang, "Furthermore, I do not really welcome you here!"

　　It was also such unpleasant and sharp words, as if he was intentionally making a tantrum towards the Feng Xinglang who finally made it here.

　　"Actually, you can just welcome them!" There was no need to be so grand! You and I are already so familiar with each other.

　　"..." Cong Gang cast a sidelong glance at Feng Xinglang, "Seems like your happy son is in a very good mood!"

　　"You can even tell that?"

　　Feng Xinglang pressed his back against the fence, this way he could clearly see the expression on Cong Gang's face, "That child is not my seed."

　　"You don't need to explain this to me!"

　　Cong Gang said indifferently. He was a little not used to Feng Xinglang's constant staring, so he turned his body slightly to watch the sun set in the west.

　　"Cong Gang, you live alone … Aren't you lonely? "

　　Without waiting for Cong Gang's answer, Feng Xinglang said some extremely philosophical words, "Loneliness, it's because others don't want to bother with you; loneliness, it's because you don't want to care about others! I look at you, you're lonely and lonely! "

　　In other words, Cong Gang did not want to bother with others, and neither did others!

　　"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you!"

　　Cong Gang gave a light snort, but it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or not, "I really enjoy my current lifestyle!"

　　I really don't know how to chat!

　　"Cong Gang, you are the kind of person who can talk the whole world to death!"