Feng Ya's words were beyond Jiang Ran's expectations. The people of the Feng Family were really very gentle.

She raised her head and smiled at Feng Ya. "You should keep a good man for yourself first. I believe that Feng Jing will definitely wake up."

"Okay."

Feng Ya also smiled. She put the snacks she brought up on Jiang Ran's table and waved at her. "Then I won't disturb your rest. Eat something more. Let Auntie clean up the dishes tomorrow."

"Okay."

Jiang Ran watched her go out with her crutches. She didn't want to worry them anymore, so she ate some more food.

Doctor Ji's words kept echoing in her mind at night, and she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

"Woof woof." Feng Jing jumped onto the bed and lay beside Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran had been unhappy ever since she came back from the hospital. He was very worried about her.

Jiang Ran reached out from under the quilt and rubbed it. "Er Huang, what if Feng Jing really doesn't wake up?"

"Woof." It won't.

He licked her.

Feeling the comfort from Er Huang, Jiang Ran smiled. "Okay.

Go to bed early. Maybe there will be good news when you wake up tomorrow. "

"Woof." Feng Jing wagged its tail and fell asleep beside her.

The next day, Jiang Ran was woken up by the barking of dogs.

She opened her eyes in a daze and muttered, "Er Huang?"

The barking of dogs continued, and it seemed to be getting more tragic. Jiang Ran was directly awakened by the barking.

"Er Huang?" She sat up and looked around the room.

Er Huang, who slept beside her last night, was not there. She put on a robe and walked out in short velvet slippers.

In the corridor, the cleaning lady of the Feng Family was fighting with the "Er Huang". Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Woof, woof!" Seeing Jiang Ran coming over, Feng Jing struggled to break away from the aunt's hand and ran to her side.

It was winter now, but the Feng Family had enough heating. The auntie had been fighting with the dog for a long time, so she was sweating profusely.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and said to Jiang Ran, "Madam asked me to help it take a bath, but it refused to let me touch it."

"Woof!"

Feng Jing barked at her unhappily. Of course, he wouldn't let her touch him. Even if he became a dog now, he wouldn't let a woman touch him casually!

What's more, taking a bath was such a private matter!

Jiang Ran squatted down and rubbed Er Huang to comfort it. The barking finally stopped.

Er Huang really needed to take a bath, and the Feng Family was so clean. It would be bad if it was dirtied by it.

"Let me help it. Er Huang may be a little shy."

"…" It wasn't shy at all. It was obviously afraid that she would rape it. "Well, everything is inside. I'll go and do other things first."

"Okay." Jiang Ran stood up and said to Er Huang, "Er Huang, come and take a bath."

"Woof!"

Feng Jing followed her. Jiang Ran didn't bring dog shower gel when she came. She didn't expect the Feng Family to prepare it for her.

The auntie folded the clean towel neatly on the side. Jiang Ran touched it and found that the fabric was very soft.

"Er Huang, come here." Jiang Ran turned on the water, tested the temperature of the water first, and then asked Er Huang to jump into the small bathtub.

Afraid that the water would irritate it, Jiang Ran blocked the lotus with her hands and let the water flow through her fingers, gently washing Er Huang.

Feng Jing was so comfortable that it whimpered. Jiang Ran couldn't help but smile when she saw its enjoyment.

When Er Huang first came, she often bathed it and took a lot of photos of it. Yan Huanhuan said that she was exactly like those people who bathed children.

Later, when Er Huang was a little older, she would also send it to the beauty salon to take a bath. She thought that they were more professional.

She still remembered how surprised the people in the beauty salon were when they saw her take a dog to take a bath for the first time.

Maybe she was the only customer in the beauty salon who took a dog to take a bath.

However, in Jiang Ran's eyes, Er Huang's appearance was definitely not inferior to that of those foreign dogs.

"Er Huang, close your eyes." She rubbed the shower gel on Er Huang's fur, and soon a lot of bubbles appeared.

The dog's whole body was wrapped in white bubbles, which was very cute. Jiang Ran couldn't help but want to take a photo of it.

But because she didn't bring her mobile phone with her, she had to give up the idea.

Feng Jing squatted in the bathtub and was very comfortable being rubbed by Jiang Ran's hands. It was so comfortable that … it reminded him of an embarrassing scene from a long time ago.

"…" He quivered and came back to his senses in an instant.

If he got hard under Jiang Ran's hands again, he wouldn't be able to live!

So the bath, which was supposed to be a pleasure, passed like sitting on pins and needles under Feng Jing's vigilance.

Jiang Ran saw that Er Huang's body was stiff and straight, and asked it doubtfully, "Is it uncomfortable from my rubbing?"

"…" No, he was just afraid that it was too comfortable.

Er Huang's expression was still very serious. Jiang Ran didn't rub it again and directly washed the bubbles off its body.

After washing it, she wrapped Er Huang with a towel and wiped off the excess water on its body. Then she took it back to her room and blew its fur.

The freshly washed fur was soft and fluffy. Feng Jing shook its fur comfortably, which reminded Jiang Ran of the shampoo commercials — as smooth as silk.

"Well, it's so beautiful!" Jiang Ran hugged the clean little yellow dog and rubbed it in her arms.

"Woof!" Feng Jing's tail kept wagging.

After rubbing the dog, Jiang Ran couldn't help but take a photo of it.

Er Huang was still very photogenic and even tried to open its eyes wide.

What a scheming dog.

"Well, be good at home. I'm going to the hospital." Jiang Ran said and directly changed her clothes in the bedroom. Feng Jing had to silently turn his back again.

When can I become a human again? It's so sad.

After Jiang Ran left, Feng Jing thought for a long time in the room. It seemed that he could only ask Chang Xin for help.

He glanced at Jiang Ran's computer and jumped onto the chair.

As soon as he poked the computer with his paw, the door was knocked twice. Then Mrs. Feng pushed the door open and walked in.

"Woof." Feng Jing maintained his original position and barked innocently at her.

Mrs. Feng didn't say anything and just smiled at him.

In the hospital, Jiang Ran met Michel who also came to visit the patient.

In the past few days, except for her and Mrs. Feng who came every day, Michel was the most diligent.

Michel had been blaming herself for Feng Jing falling down the mountain. Although Qin Fan and the Feng Family didn't say anything, she felt even worse.

"Hello, Miss Jiang." Michel greeted Jiang Ran and gave up her seat.

Jiang Ran didn't sit down. She just walked to the bedside and looked at Feng Jing.

He was still the same. His eyes were closed and he didn't look like he was going to wake up.

Michel didn't want to disturb her, so she said, "Since you're here, I'll leave first. Aunt said that she wanted to prepare some clothes for him. I'll go to his house and bring some things over."

The "house" he mentioned was Feng Jing's house in Nanting Huadu. Since Feng Jing was hospitalized, no one went back there. He still had to go and take a look.

Hearing this, Jiang Ran said, "I'll go with you."

"No, no, I can handle this small matter by myself."

"It's okay. Anyway, I have nothing to do here. I can help you get the things. We'll come back together later."

Michel thought for a while and said, "Okay. You haven't been to the house in Feng Zong's Huadu, right? You can go and have a look."

"Okay." Jiang Ran glanced at the sleeping Feng Jing again and followed Michel out.

Michel drove the nanny van that the company gave to Feng Jing. There were many things in the van that Feng Jing usually used, such as a black mask and a cap.

Jiang Ran thought of the time when she and Feng Jing first met. She couldn't help but smile, "Michel, you were the one who helped Feng Jing move, right?"

"Yes. At that time, I couldn't figure out why he moved there. It turned out that it was to see you."

Jiang Ran was stunned, "What do you mean?

Didn't he say that he went there to recuperate? "

"Huh?" Michel was also confused, "Didn't you know each other when he moved there?"

Jiang Ran shook her head, "No, we didn't know each other."

"Then … this is probably fate."

Although the house in Huadu was also a villa, it was far less extravagant than the Feng Family's mansion.

This building was very large, and there were small Western-style buildings inside. Some were two-story, and some were three-story.

The green area of the community was also very large. When the car drove in, it was like driving into a garden. It was worthy of the name "Huadu".

This place was more suitable for recuperation than the community where she lived.

"The houses here are so beautiful." Jiang Ran sighed.

Michel nodded in agreement, "Yes, and the quality is very good. The property management is very responsible. Feng Zong likes this place very much. He said that it was low-key and luxurious, just like him."

"Pfft."

Jiang Ran was amused. These words were really like what Feng Jing would say, "When the houses here were opened, I also paid attention to it. But I heard that almost all the houses here have been internally booked, and I can't afford to buy them."

Michel blurted out, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, you will move here in the future."

Jiang Ran was actually a little shy when she said this, but thinking that she was now living in the Feng Family's mansion, it didn't seem to be a big deal to live here.

"The house in front is Feng Zong's house."

Jiang Ran looked out of the window. Michel drove the car into the garage next to a Western-style building.

There were also two cars from Feng Jing parked here. One was the Cayenne that Jiang Ran had seen before, and the other was a Maserati.

She got out of the car and looked around Feng Jing's luxury cars, "How many cars does he have in total?"

"Usually, only four cars are parked here. I don't know if the Feng Family has more cars."

Michel parked the car and went into the building from the garage with Jiang Ran, "You sit in the living room for a while. I'll go and tidy up."

"I'll go up with you."

"Okay."

They went to Feng Jing's master bedroom. Michel went to the cloakroom to tidy up, and Jiang Ran walked around the room.

This room was bigger than the one in the Feng Family, but the layout and decoration were somewhat similar.

She went to the window and opened it to let the room ventilate.

The window was facing a desk. There was only a laptop and a pen on the desk.

Jiang Ran picked it up and looked at it. Yes, it was a famous brand pen.

She carefully put the pen back in its original position and found that the drawer of the desk was slightly open.

There was a piece of paper under the gap … It looked like the letter she wrote to Feng Jing.

She pulled the drawer open and found that it was indeed the letter she wrote to Feng Jing. She didn't expect that he kept it in the drawer.

Next to the letter, there was another envelope. There was a line of beautiful handwriting on it – a reply to Miss Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran was slightly stunned. Was it written to her by Feng Jing?

The envelope was not sealed. She took out the cream-colored letter paper and unfolded it.

To Miss Jiang Ran,

Words are words.

Well … this format is correct, right?

To be honest, this is the first time I write a formal letter to someone. But when I received your letter, I was very surprised. I thought that in this era of instant communication, no one would choose this traditional way of communication.

But writing a letter is undoubtedly more serious than any other way. I thought for a long time and felt that only by writing a reply to you can I respond to your feelings.

Speaking of which, I am a little ashamed. Since I was a child, the subject I was the worst at was composition. If I didn't write composition, I could get full marks in Chinese.

But Miss Jiang is different from me. You should have been good at writing since you were a child, so you started working in literature when you grew up?

You, who translated foreign literature, must also be very talented. I hope you won't laugh at my poor work.

I suddenly remembered that although I wasn't good at writing since I was a child, I still liked reading. When I saw the rows of books you translated at Miss Jiang's house for the first time, I realized that I was fortunate enough to read your translated works. Is this a kind of fate?

Ah, it seems that I went off topic. When I was a child, my language teacher always said that my composition was too unconstrained and that I wrote whatever I wanted.

Then let's get back to the topic.

I also want to share my feelings with you in this letter.

When I first met Miss Jiang, I felt that you were a very gentle person. Even when facing me, who was wearing a mask and hat, and was very suspicious, you could still smile kindly.

I know that there have always been rumors about me among the neighbors. I am very glad that Miss Jiang didn't alienate me because of these rumors.

Later, we developed into a couple, which was more like a beautiful dream for me.

When I confessed to you, I was very nervous. I didn't know what I would do if you rejected me.

Fortunately, you didn't, and used such a solemn way to respond to my feelings.

When I was with you, it was very natural and very happy. It was a pity that I was busy with work and couldn't always be by your side, but you never complained about it.

Sometimes I think, what good karma did I accumulate in my previous life to have you as my girlfriend in this life?

Although we haven't been in love for long, I often fantasize about our future.

I know you like to grow vegetables. My house has a 50 square meter garden. I usually don't have the energy to take care of it, so you can use it to grow your favorite vegetables — — tomatoes, green peppers, white lotus, bitter gourd, eggplant … … Everything you want to grow can be harvested from it.

The balcony on the top floor can also be made into a small garden. There are a few chairs, a few pots of flowers, and a swing.

You can sit on the swing and read a book. Er Huang can play on the side, and I can watch you from the side.

My family's elders often say that love will one day become a life, and lovers will eventually become family.

I don't know if I have the honor to become family with you?