“I knew she would like it,” Qifeng said, taking it out. “He made it with his hands. Let me put it on for you.”
“Okay!” Ru Feng happily sat still as Qifeng fastened it around her neck.
Qifeng pressed her shoulders, facing the mirror, pointing to the pearl closest to the hook. “This pearl contains a communicator. If there’s any danger, press the hook, and you can contact me. As long as this necklace is with you, I can find you.”
Ru Feng gently touched it, “Second Brother, thank you.”
Qifeng ruffled her hair and kissed her forehead. “Thankfully you’re still here, Feng’er.”
Rufeng wrapped her arms around his neck, “Of course I’ll be here, otherwise, wouldn’t you…”
Qifeng’s eyes sparkled, gazing deeply at her, his voice slightly hoarse, “Feng’er!”
Rufeng pinched his cheek, “Silly brother, tell me if you can’t sleep!”
“She sighed, applying more pressure, distorting his handsome face. ‘If it hurts, cry; if you’re hungry, say it; if you’re happy, laugh. This way, others will know your feelings, understand?’
‘Okay!’ Qifeng let her pinch him, his eyes curved, showing his happiness.
Rufeng laughed too. Her brother was unique in the world, but why was he lacking so many normal human emotions? ‘Second Brother, how will you ever get married like this!’ she worried.
This time, Qifeng didn’t answer. Rufeng looked at him strangely, ‘Huh, Second Brother, aren’t you supposed to say there are plenty of people in the world lining up to be your wife?’ He used to say this often.
Qifeng’s gaze froze briefly before he stood up, rescuing his pinched face. ‘Feng’er, you said you’d stay with me every night when I can’t sleep, right?’
‘Right.’ What did this have to do with her question?
Qifeng smiled softly, ‘So, don’t worry too much about me. Having you is enough.’
Before, he had Ningyuan, so he knew that the one accompanying her day and night would not be him. As long as she was happy, he could be any way, but now, he couldn’t bear to hand her over to anyone.
