Feng Shaojin saw the look on her face clearly. Seeing that she was full of resistance, she sighed secretly and straightened up: "go ahead, and then go back."

Feng Shaojin pushes her forward, and the petals fall on their bodies and ink hair, just like a pair of Bi Ren coming out of the portrait.

When she comes to the pool, Feng Shaojin stops, reaches for the plum blossom petals on Mo Lingwei's hair and holds them in her palm.

He stood beside her, looking at the sparkling water: "when I was a child, I often jumped into the water to catch fish. Once I had a cramp in my leg, and I almost drowned in this pool."

He seemed to think of once beautiful things, with warmth flowing between his eyebrows and eyes. "Fortunately, my brother was fishing by the pool and saved me."

Mo Ling Wei glanced at him. She saw that he was gentle and had no hostility. She regained the appearance of a modest gentleman. She was in a trance.

Mo Lingwei digs off the topic: "it's said that young master Shaoqing has been looking for a woman who has saved him. I don't know if she found her later?"

Feng Shaojin: ---

Feng Shaojin suddenly turns her head and looks at her. The cold light at the bottom of her eyes flashes, sharp as a knife.

Mo Lingwei:....

Mo Lingwei doesn't know what she said wrong. Maybe Feng Shaojin doesn't want him to mention the person who passed away, but didn't Feng Shaoqing take the initiative to talk about it?

Mo Lingwei asked: "what's the matter with you? What did I say wrong? "

"No Feng Shaojin turns her eyes, walks to Mo Lingwei's back, and pushes her back: "since it's cold, let's go back."

Mo Lingwei:....

Mo Lingwei is noncommittal and sits quietly in the wheelchair, letting Feng Shaojin make the decision.

Half ring, heard a low voice sounded: "my brother looked for that girl for several years, nothing."

After a pause, he said, "what if that girl knew my brother was looking for her all the time? Will she be moved? Will you be with my brother? "

"Yes." Mo Lingwei said casually.

There is no need to analyze so many possibilities. Just wish the dead what they want.

This is respect for Feng Shaoqing.

"Is it?" Feng Shaojin's voice sank, "if that girl is you?"

Feng Shaojin doesn't know what kind of answer he wants. He grabs the cart pole and his finger bone is white.

Mo Lingwei shook her head: "I don't know."

Feng Shaojin just breathed a sigh of relief. A moment later, her eyebrows frowned again...

when she came back from the plum blossom mountain in the backyard, Feng Shaojin's anger between her eyebrows gathered like a dark cloud, and did not dissipate.

It's getting late. The servant sets the meal. Mo Lingwei and Feng Shaojin simply eat some and go to the bedroom to look after the old lady.

As if looking back, the light at the bottom of Mrs. Gu's eyes became clearer. She took Mo Lingwei to chat a few words, and ate half a bowl of porridge fed by Feng Shaojin. Her spirit seemed to be much better.

"Shaojin, busy for so long, can you stay here with Ling Wei for two more days?" Old lady Gu's brain is not very clear: "Shaoqing, the child, hasn't come to see me for a long time. Don't you want me to take the initiative to see him?"

The empty bowl in Feng Shaojin's hand "PATA" fell to the ground. He was a little flustered, "grandma, don't you remember, brother, he..."

"he was still standing at the head of my bed a few days ago and said that when I was better, he would take me out for a walk." Old lady Gu took Mo Lingwei's cold hand: "with my granddaughter-in-law, who wants to go out with him?"

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