Feng Yan never looked up. Her hands tightly covered her eyes, but tears still hit the ground one after another.

Feng Yan didn't know where she got so many tears. She didn't dare to speak, for fear that she would cry even harder as soon as she spoke.

These tears were like rain, soaking the ruins in her heart that were related to Yin Shiyun little by little.

In the past, she left everything related to him there, and rarely recalled it or dared not.

——Retreat is like betrayal, she cannot understand Yin Shiyun’s failure.

But those warmth of the past, the stars and mountain winds of summer nights, the sincere promises made by young people to each other in the mountains... They once brought her unprecedented joy, so when everything was broken, Feng Yan clearly felt that she had also shattered in a long period of time.

All the sharp blades that once used to resist this world were inserted into themselves in reverse. The only purpose of life lifting her up high is to throw her down again so that she can see her childish dependence clearly.

She had no strength or ability to sew again, so she could only cut off all connections with the past and let all the fire be extinguished. She just thought that the old I had died from now on, everything in the past was a lie, and from the future, she only looked forward - she threw everything behind her mind, so she neither resented nor forgiven.

But tonight, the twelve or thirteen-year-old self who had been buried by her seemed to have woken up again.

Not only did she come back to life, but she also shouted enthusiastically at her like she had never been injured-

It's all true.

Those old sincerity did not make any mistakes;

Those nervous and shy waiting are not jokes;

Even though everything is irreversible today, the hands she once held tightly in the past are not wishful thinking...

Wei Xingzhen hugged Feng Yan and said nothing, but just gently patted and stroked his wife's shoulders that were shaking because of sobs.

When Feng Yan's breathing gradually calmed down, Wei Xingzhen felt that she held her hand.

"I'm fine." Feng Yan replied in a low voice.

Wei Xingzhen lowered his head and looked at it - this didn't look like nothing happened.

Feng Yan leaned on Wei Xingzhen's shoulder and prevented him from looking at his face.

After a while, she suddenly turned her face and whispered to Wei Xingzhen's ear, "Thank you for coming to me... I'm favored by some god."

"What stupid things are you saying..."

"It's not a fool's word, it's sincere."

Wei Xingzhen laughed, "What are A Yan's plans now?"

Feng Yan was silent for a while, "I want to take a walk around here first.

"Every time I came here, my aunt took me with me, and I didn't look at many places carefully. I think this tomb should be more than just these underground palaces... Today I just took this opportunity to see it from time to time."

"Okay, then we-"

Before Wei Xingzhen finished speaking, Feng Yan suddenly remembered something.

She took a step back, wiped her tears while pulling Wei Xingzhen forward.

"Come with me."

The two finally stopped in front of Feng Dai's tomb.

Feng Yan closed her hands together? She closed her eyes without saying a word.

Wei Xingzhen looked at her? His eyes also swept to the tombstone in front of him. He didn't know Feng Dai - in fact? The closer he got to the year when A Yan was born? The further he was from the people in Chang'an, so as not to be recognized by anyone when he really needed to show up in the future.

But he did have some impression of Feng Dai? Because when he went to Tianji Palace to find Bai Wuji and Du Kuangfeng, he had a relationship with Feng Dai.

Feng Dai, who was combing a woman's hair, led the seven or eight years old Feng Yuandao slowly down the stone steps? Wei Xingzhen, who was sitting on the tree waiting for someone, soon found the pair of eyes that looked very much like A Yan in the crowd - but after looking closely, he found that it was completely different.

Feng Dai's eyes were completely devoid of expression, like a dead walking corpse, only slightly changed when Feng Yuandao called her.

Her eyes were like dry wells? Neither smiled? No annoyed, she always looked at the road ahead quietly, and could not stir up any turmoil.

When Feng Yan opened her eyes again, Wei Xingzhen looked at her, "A Yan was making a wish just now?"

"Hmm." Feng Yan turned around? "I ask Grandma Dai to remember our appearance and hope that her spirit in heaven can protect us."

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Dai's tombstone again and grabbed Feng Yan's hand tighter.

Feng Yan smiled? He also firmly held Wei Xingzhen's finger.

Facing the elders whom Feng Yan felt inexplicably friendly? She turned her head slightly? She spoke in a low voice.

"The hurdle she couldn't get through back then? Now it's our turn."

...

...

The next morning, Xiaoqi still got up early like the day before.

She ran in the morning like a kiss for a day, and also went into the house to pay tribute to her parents when she passed by Siyongzhai. Feng Liulang was already sitting in the house and greeted her with a smile as she entered the house.

Mrs. Li was still frowning.

Xiaoqi smiled and went to her mother to make her happy, but Li shaved her nose and pushed her to sit aside.

She soon found a letter that had been opened on the table. Xiaoqi picked it up and looked through the signature first. He found that there were two people's names signed there, one Feng Yikang and the other Feng Yiping.

——It should be the names of the second and third brothers.

She glanced at the contents of the letter at a glance. After reading a few lines, Li took the letter away.

"Don't move around." Li folded the letter,

Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows slightly, "I saw it too, if you take it away - something happened on the mountain? Why did they say in the letter that they might not come back for a while? Is it that they can't come back, or is it that both the fifth brother and the older sister can't come back?"

This series of questions made Li even more confused.

Although Erlang and Sanlang's letters have two pages, the ones written at the end are all reminders that make her and Feng Yuandao take a rest and be careful and hard work. As for why they can't come back, they didn't mention it at all.

Fortunately, the letter attached a handwritten letter from His Majesty, and the Taohua Guard surrounding the Feng Mansion has now dispersed - this probably also means that His Majesty's previous anger has disappeared.

But Li was still worried. Since she woke up today, her right eyelid was pounding and she always felt that something big was going to happen.

"Mom, you talk." Xiaoqi asked.

Mrs. Li sighed, "Oh, don't worry about your affairs."

Xiaoqi's expression was calm and he took a few deep breaths on the spot.

After a while, she stood up and said, "Then I'll go back to the house to do the children's affairs, I'll disturb you!"

Before Li could come back to his senses, Xiaoqi ran out without looking back.

"Xiao Qi!" Li shouted, but Xiao Qi had already run out of the yard.

"Don't worry, mom," Liulang stood up, "I'll go chase."
Chapter completed!