Chapter 1708

"Then I won't watch it." Feng Shaojin held her hand again, "Ling Wei, do you still remember that you were climbing a mountain with your friends before, and you were accidentally bitten by a snake, and I carried you down the mountain?" ?”

Something flashed in Mo Lingwei's empty eyes, and after a while, she regained that indifferent expression, and turned her small face to the side: "I don't remember, it must have happened a long time ago, right?"

She actually smiled slowly, with a little bit of anxiety in her smile, and repeated: "It's been so long that I thought I had lived two lifetimes."

In her previous life, she had a happy time with Feng Shaojin.

In this life, after being with Feng Shaojin, she will never recover.

She was cold and cheerless on weekdays, but since she came back to him again, she seldom smiled.

He was always trying to tease her, finding ways to make her happy, hoping to get her to smile.

But seeing her really laughing at this moment, he stared at her still beautiful smiling face, and when he heard what she said with feelings in his heart, he felt as uncomfortable as a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

He would rather she not laugh, and he didn't want to see her smile as if she was accepting her fate.

He asked unwillingly: "Do you really not remember?"

"Can not remember."

"Can't remember anything?"

"I can't remember." Mo Lingwei sighed lightly, and said with a bit of annoyance, "I'm sorry."

Sorry for what?

What is there to be sorry for him?

Her answer at this moment seemed to be answering a question from a stranger.

Feng Shaojin was dressed in a military uniform, and before he could change it, he suddenly seemed to be dazzled by dust.

He said hoarsely: "You remember it, you clearly remember it, Ling Wei, you clearly remember it in your heart."

When I was drunk that night, you clearly said those words to me, mentioned the past when we were together, and you were afraid that I would not marry you, you clearly remembered it.

Drunken heart.

Tell the truth after drinking.

Why don't you admit it.

Feng Shaojin held her hand tightly, "Ling Wei, can you tell me the truth, tell me that you haven't forgotten our past, okay?"

Mo Lingwei turned her head and looked into his eyes, "OK."

"Huh?" Feng Shaojin froze for a moment.

"I haven't forgotten our past." Mo Lingwei finished speaking expressionlessly.

"Really?" Feng Shaojin was overjoyed, and looked at her in disbelief.

"Didn't you tell me to say it?" Mo Lingwei twitched her fingers that were tightly held in his palm, "Can you let go? My finger bones are almost broken by you."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

It was as if Feng Shaojin had been poured a basin of cold water over his head. It was clearly the scorching heat, but his whole body was cold.

He stared at her misty black eyes, and his sharp eyes could no longer see through her.

"What else do you want to hear?" Mo Lingwei asked quietly: "What else do you need to say before you let go of my hand? As long as you want to hear, I can say anything."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he clenched his back teeth tightly, and his whole body collapsed.

Little by little, he let go of the soft little hands in his palms, and stood up slowly. His voice was dry and hoarse, as if his sharp teeth were slicing through sandpaper: "I'm covered in dust, and I haven't had time to change my clothes. You lie down first. Go to the ear chamber and rinse it off."

He left from her sight as if escaping, closed the door of the side room heavily, leaned against the door with his tall body, the scarlet from the bottom of his eyes welled up little by little, and the sharp pain tore his heart into pieces.

The past is like a broken chess game, and the past is unbearable to look back on. At this point, it is finally impossible to turn back, and it is impossible to start over again...