During this very short period of time, countless thoughts were rising and falling in Yin Shiyun's heart.

He was silent, as if all the excuses and forbearance had become pale and worthless at this moment.

He once thought he was just temporarily separated from Feng Yan - so that the two of them could... have a longer and more stable future.

He can tolerate misunderstandings and is willing to wait.

He thought they were the same destination.

The two sat and stood up, and remained silent for a long time.

In silence, Yin Shiyun looked at Feng Yan and the eyes that he once knew extremely familiar to him.

Now Feng Yan looked at him without any grief, disappointment, or shame.

She finally looked at him with a calm and gentle look as before.

But it's already...too late.

Looking back today, Yin Shiyun finally realized that the path between him and Feng Yan had parted ways on the rainy night when he made that choice.

However, at that time and even in the next few years, he never understood that it was not a temporary separation... but a complete miss.

Yin Shiyun's voice trembled slightly, "If... I went to the Lion Garden to find you..."

Feng Yan shook.

Yin Shiyun didn't say anything more.

He took a deep breath, walked to the window again, and grabbed the window ridge tightly.

Feng Yan looked at him and the former boy disappeared. Instead, he was fighting a trapped beast full of struggle and contradictions.

Feng Yan lowered her eyes. Although she still had a lot of gratitude in her heart, saying this now will only add sadness and make everything look even more ironic.

Of course, she could not say to Wei Xingzhen that there is no one in the world who is suitable to listen to her.

Perhaps Xia Ying, who was suffering from the crowd, could understand that for messengers who could not get close to the crowd, meeting a friend who could always be with him when he was young was almost a rescue.

She saw Yin Shiyun's depression slowly subsided and turned into a kind of calm despair. She couldn't help but feel a little moved and withdrew her gaze.

No one did anything wrong.

But, I can't go back.

"...A Yan just called me to tell me this?" Yin Shiyun asked softly.

"Um."

"It's over here, no matter what A Yan says..." Yin Shiyun's voice slowly became cold, "I can't stop anymore."

"I never thought of persuading Lord Yin to stop," Feng Yan said softly.

Yin Shiyun turned around, "...Is that so? Even if he is tired of him, he will do whatever he wants?"

"Make a choice and bear a consequence." Feng Yan said softly, "It's the case whether it is for me or Lord Yin."

Yin Shiyun did not answer the conversation again.

After a long silence, he murmured in a low voice.

"Why, it's Wei Xingzhen."

...

After a while, Feng Yan heard another familiar footsteps outside the hall gate. She raised her head and saw Wei Xingzhen and Du Huanfeng talking, stepping into the side hall one by one.

They had just returned from Sun Youwei and saw that there were only Yin Shiyun and Feng Yan in the hall. Wei Du was stunned and his speech ended abruptly.

Wei Xingzhen frowned and sat next to Feng Yan first. The two of them whispered a few words. Wei Xingzhen held Feng Yan's hand and stood up and took her out.

Only Yin Shiyun and Du Kangfeng were left in the side hall.

Du Xuanfeng walked leisurely around the open space of the side hall for a few leisurely, then held his arms with both hands and leaned against the wall near Yin Shiyun, squinting his eyes meaningfully at him.

Yin Shiyun noticed this gaze and looked at him with some disgust. However, Du Huanfeng looked at the wind and snow outside the window with a light face.

Yin Shiyun took a breath and pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to look out the window.

"Mr. Yin has been standing here for so long, are you watching the snow?" Du Huanfeng suddenly spoke.

"What am I looking at? It won't bother with Tianshi Master Du." Yin Shiyun whispered, "In order to avoid suspicion, Tianshi Master should not talk to me before His Majesty's order to confront him."

"What should I do?" Du Qianfeng smiled, "I have several questions now."

"Of course, the Heavenly Master can ask, but whether or not it is up to me."

"Okay, okay," Du Huanfeng nodded, and he still looked out the window, "Now it is the time for my Great Zhou to survive and die. Does Lord Yin know?"

Before Yin Shiyun could speak, Du Shufeng continued, "But Sitiantai divination and acted secretly. The court officials were not allowed to interact with you on weekdays. It is understandable that Lord Yin didn't know many things."

Yin Shiyun's face remained unchanged, "Why did the Heavenly Master come to tell me these things... It was at the critical moment of critical survival that he had to clear the evil spirits on the side of the emperor."

"Is this... Lin Anmin's will?"

"right."

Du Huanfeng's mouth sank, "It's right to say that... But the confrontation that Lord Yin expected may not get what he wished tonight."

Yin Shiyun frowned slightly, "What does it mean?"

Du Huanfeng rubbed his nose and smiled, "I have already mentioned the reason, but I don't know how Lord Yin understands the word "critical survival"?"

...

In the corridor outside the side hall, Wei Xingzhen pulled Feng Yan to an uninhabited eaves, and the guards on both sides were seven or eight steps away from them.

Wei Xingzhen looked at Feng Yan's slightly red eyes and lowered her voice, "Why is A Yan's eyes red... What did you say in it just now-"

Before Wei Xingzhen could finish his words, Feng Yan suddenly stepped on her feet and hugged him.

Wei Xingzhen felt a little complicated.

He remembered that Feng Yan cried in Changling not long ago after listening to his aunt's story, and he didn't know what A Yan would react to Yin Shiyun suddenly appeared today.

Of course A Yan's hug is very warm, but...

"I'm not because of this." Feng Yan whispered in Wei Xingzhen's ear, "I have nothing to do with Yin Shiyun."

“…What’s that because of that?”

Feng Yan slightly let go of her arms, she hugged Wei Xingzhen's neck, and leaned back slightly, "...Why have you never told me that you and the piano master Miaowei are friends?"

Wei Xingzhen didn't know how to answer for a while, and then said after a while, "A Yan... hasn't asked."

Feng Yan smiled and hugged Wei Xingzhen tightly again. Her eyes looked at the snowflakes flying in the night sky, and couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction.

"I'm happy," said Feng Yan, "and happy, and sigh..."

Wei Xingzhen was a little confused, "Good?"

"Did you not read that manifesto carefully before?"

"…I looked at the beginning, what's wrong?"

"The manifesto quoted Miaowei's handwritten book. He wrote a song for you, but it's a pity that he didn't finish it-"

Wei Xingzhen was puzzled, "Where did the handwritten book come from?"

Feng Yan was about to take out the document in her sleeve, but suddenly she remembered that there were guards on both sides, so she whispered to Wei Xingzhen to listen little by little.

After hearing this, Wei Xingzhen felt even more chaotic.

——Because the story Feng Yan told was his meeting with Miaowei in the previous life, and this was not the case in this life.
Chapter completed!