Chapter 382 Marry Him? (1/2)

Leng Weiwei loosens her tension, “How?”

Yi Yuntian purses his lips and looks jealous, “At least you won’t kick Feng Le away. It is unfair.”

“Do you want to tell me or not? If not, you may leave now!” She wonders why the man is so vacillating.

Yi Yuntian thinks for a while and then laughs. “Ha. It seems it is same about him. OK. I find back my psychological balance now.”

Then, Yi Yuntian passes a piece of note to Leng Weiwei, “This is Feng Le’s phone number. If you call him now, you may be able to get through. But I am not sure if you can later. The Red Eagle special forces is mysterious in their whereabouts. It took me a lot of efforts to get his number. You have a few minutes to think about what you can say to him later.”

Leng Weiwei takes over the number. It is right that she misses Feng Le. But she is clear about her feelings to him. It is only about being sorry and guilty and a little worried between friends. In an instant, she really doesn’t know what she is going to say to him.

Yi Yuntian is aware of Leng Weiwei’s confusion. He goes closer to her and whispers, “I may give you some advice. You can tell him that you agree with his request. Or, you may directly tell him that you want to marry him. I think he will come back at once.”

Marry?

Leng Weiwei feels her heart tremble all of a sudden!

“It is because of you that he joined in the special forces. It is also because of you that he agreed to support in the Middle East. You can tell him that you have been missing him very much after he left, and that you hope he can come back. If it is possible, you may be able to meet him tomorrow and he doesn’t need to go a long way to the Middle East, where he may lose his life.”

Leng Weiwei thinks for a while. “I can’t lie to him. Marriage is a serious issue. To get married unwillingly is irresponsible to him.”

Hearing this, Yi Yuntian’s eyes gleam meaningfully. But he returns back to normal at once. “What if that boy dies? Won’t you feel sad for him?”

Leng Weiwei grits her teeth. She takes out her phone and dials the number Yi Yuntian gives her. It gets through soon.

“3457.”

It gets through but the speaker at the other end says a series of figures.

Leng Weiwei knows that it is a secret number. It is truly Feng Le’s voice.

“Feng Le, this is Leng Weiwei.” She doesn’t know what the secret number is, but she really admires Yi Yuntian’s capability.

The speaker at the other end hesitates for quite a while. Feng Le asks in surprise, “Weiwei? How…how do you know this phone number?”

“Since you can’t hold the call for long, I may make it short.” Leng Weiwei bites her lower lip and takes a deep breath. “Feng Le, listen carefully. No matter what you do, I am not going to be with you. So, don’t take the trouble in vain. Come back.”

Hearing this, Yi Yuntian lifts his eyebrows.

Then, Feng Le is silent for a while.

“I see.”

He says in a very low voice. Leng Weiwei feels her heart tightened. “You see. Then, why don’t you come back? You don’t need to risk your life!”

“Weiwei, thank you for calling tonight.” It sounds that Feng Le is a little upset, “I know what I am doing. I am glad … to know your opinion. To protect their home and their nation is the bounden duty of army men. Now, I have nothing to worry about. Weiwei, please promise me. If anything happens to me, send me a bunch of your favorite flowers to my tomb on Qingming Festival every year, so that I will know that you are safe.”

Not expecting that Feng Le will say something like this, Leng Weiwei feels very surprised. She suddenly turns very angry. “Feng Le, what’s wrong with you? Why do you joke about your life? Can you be rational? Listen to me. If you die, I will never send you any flower. I will be mad at you all my life!”

Feng Le gently laughs. “It will be good if you are mad at me. At least, you will remember me this way. Weiwei, I should hang up. I hope you happy every day.”

Not waiting for Leng Weiwei to respond, Feng Le has hung up the phone.

Leng Weiwei feels shocked. She dials again at once, but only to hear the reminder “The number you dialed does not exist”.

A disposable number…

“Fool!” Leng Weiwei angrily throws her phone onto the sofa. She feels very helpless in her heart.

Yi Yuntian puts on a bigger smile, “Feng Le is able to drive you crazy. He has got some talents.”

“Yi Yuntian, don’t be mean. If you are really capable, go and bring Feng Le back for me!”

Yi Yuntian cocks his head confusedly, “What do you want him to be here for?”

“…” What for?

“Every man has his own paths to take. Now that Feng has chosen his, we should just wish him good luck. Weiwei, don’t give too much burden to yourself. Maybe Feng will be lucky enough to survive.”

Leng Weiwei strokes her forehead. She thinks for a while and asks, “Yi Yuntian, can you look after him?”

“It is a little difficult.” Yi Yuntian says while shaking his head, “I can’t make that promise casually. I am afraid that I may be accused of being a military spy and be killed. I am a man of hedonism. I don’t want to die so soon.”

Leng Weiwei gives a sigh. She is clear about Yi Yuntian’s capability. However, it makes sense no matter Yi Yuntian agrees or not. What he says sounds right. She has nothing to do with him. It is unnecessary for him to take the risk for her.