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　　Chapter 307 - Feng Xinglang is really crazy!

　　Feng Lixin, who originally did not have much appet.i.te, continued to eat another spoonful that Xueluo had given him after seeing Feng Xinglang, who had returned.

　　It was as if Feng Lixin didn't want to see Feng Xinglang see him in such a bad mood.

　　Hearing the sonorous and forceful footsteps, Xueluo knew that Feng Xinglang had returned. Even out of the corner of her eye, she could still see this man clearly. However, she did not turn her head to look at him!

　　When she thought about what Feng Xinglang had told her at school during the day, Xueluo's heart ached like needles!

　　How could he say that he was going to die? He was still so young, so upright, so high-spirited.

　　Feng Xinglang walked over, like Xueluo, who was half-squatting and half-kneeling by Feng Lixin's wheelchair, opening his mouth wide open, he walked over.

　　It was very obvious that he wanted Xueluo to feed him the bean paste inside the Red Dou Zong on purpose.

　　However, Xueluo didn't feed it to Feng Xinglang. Instead, she moved around his mouth and fed it to Feng Lixin's lips.

　　However, Feng Lixin, who had protected Feng Xinglang since he was young, was too used to not fighting with Feng Xinglang over anything.

　　Just like now, Feng Lixin habitually pursed his lips and laughed as he ate the bean paste that Xueluo fed him.

　　"Go ahead, I'll give you everything to eat!"

　　Xueluo glared at Feng Xinglang, and simply stuffed the remaining red bean sh.e.l.l into Feng Xinglang's mouth.

　　Seeing the happy couple, Feng Lixin was genuinely happy for his brother and his wife.

　　However, when he thought of his emotional fate, Feng Lixin remained silent for a long time: There is no future between him and Lan Youyou.

　　He, Feng Lixin, would definitely grow old alone! And he even had this broken body!

　　If one's state of mind was sad, then their thoughts would also be sad!

　　Skin grafting and recovery training were no longer important to Feng Lixin at this moment in time.

　　Feng Lixin felt that the only thing he could grasp was the Great White Untouchable in his hands!

　　"Old Mo, I'm tired … Push me upstairs to rest. "

　　Feng Lixin suddenly wanted to isolate himself again. He felt that if he was missing from the living room, it would be more harmonious.

　　"Brother, I'll push you upstairs." Feng Xinglang felt Feng Lixin's low pressure.