Chapter 2671： The finale (part 2) is vivid

Chapter 2671 Finale (Part 2) is vivid

"It's okay." Feng Jin said, watching him put on his shoes. If she were a teenager, she would definitely squat down and cry for him, but now she can't.

When the enemy is in the dark, she does so, which means she has lost her mind and everything.

He can keep the same as he was 20 years ago, and I don’t know if it is a trap. If it were him, even if he fought his life, he would not forget her. At this moment, he called her "sister". Although her appearance is no longer young, Feng Jin She is naturally beautiful, she seems to be in her thirties...

"I'll get you medicine." Young Master Lian was a little at a loss, especially her hot eyes made him panic.

He lived here alone in these years, and the first woman he saw was Gu Chuyan. Unexpectedly, he would break into Feng Jin. She obviously knew her well, but he would feel very depressed and had the urge to escape. .

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Feng Jin stood there, looking at his escaped figure.

Fengjin stood there with her hands clenched into fists, her nails pierced into the flesh, blood seeped into her nails, she suddenly laughed, but her bitterness and sadness could not be concealed in the laughter. After so many years of searching.

"I thought you were dead, but they didn't expect you to be brought here, and...forgot me." Feng Jin said softly.

She turned and left, her palm hurt by her own nails, the blood slid down, wearing embroidered shoes on the grass, blood poured out and stained the shoes, when she just turned, Young Master Lian ran over with the medicine .

"Don't." Young Master Lian watched her stagger and fell to the grass. He strode forward and hugged her.

Feng Jin fell into his arms, she raised her eyes to look at him, with an anxious and flustered look, stretched out her hand to touch his jade-like handsome face, and said, "Don't be sad."

"I don't like seeing you look sad." Feng Jin said, her palm was full of blood, and blood stained his face.

Feng Jin was a little panicked, holding the sleeves to wipe him, but the blood was wiped away, and the wipe was not clean. She was anxious and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Who are you?" Young Master Lian looked at her flustered, wanted to cry but endured it firmly, the love overflowing in his eyes was true, but he was confused, how could this woman who appeared out of thin air disturb his heart.

He took off her shoes to stop her bleeding.

Even the medicine the young master was holding was sprinkled on her wound. The original deep wound suddenly stopped bleeding, and the scars gradually healed. This scene happened so quickly that even Feng Jin could not see clearly.

"I am lonely here, right?" Feng Jin asked.

Young Master Lian was a little at a loss. After stopping her bleeding, he put her on the ground, and he rose and fell and fled.

"Who is she?" Young Master Lian ran back, washed his face, and watched the clear water stained red with blood. He looked at himself reflected in the water, and he poured out the water in discomfort.

He walked into the painting room and looked at the pictures painted in the past. He fixed his eyes on a certain place, and walked forward and said, "It’s exactly the same."

"Hiss." Young Master Lian looked at the portrait and felt a terrible headache. He covered his head and turned to hide. The originally black hair gradually turned pale, and he dared not look out.

Feng Jin followed him, walked in and saw the portrait of the house full of pictures, her throat was choked a little, like a fish stuck in her throat.

"This is..." Feng Jin looked at each painting. There were scenes of meeting him for the first time and sometimes when he was arguing. Some of them were even forgotten, but the paintings showed the original appearance vividly.

(End of this chapter)