Chapter 2018

The light in Feng Shaojin's eyes was dark and gloomy, and he was silent for a while, before asking in a hoarse voice: "I used to be in your heart, what kind of person was I?

My feelings for you have clearly never changed? "

Mo Lingwei turned her eyes to look at Feng Shaojin, and seemed to see another person through him. Those clear eyes were lost and confused, as if trapped in memories, and her expression softened a bit.

There seemed to be a smile on her face, her voice was very low, revealing traces of sweetness and uncontrollable sadness: "Aside from your feelings for me, at least, in my eyes, you are a Someone who is as warm as the sun."

The time when he broke into her life was like a ray of sunshine illuminating her gray life and allowing her to see a wider sky.

I completely understood some things that I couldn't find the answer after thinking hard.

The mother clearly loves the father, so why must she break with the father completely, because how deep the relationship is, how heart-piercing it will be after being betrayed.

The broken mirror cannot be reunited, and the filth in the relationship has taken root in the mother's heart like a rotten source, and the mother can only dig out the heart to survive.

The father was selfish and refused to let her go, and finally forced the mother to die in depression.

The father had never trusted her wholeheartedly, and her own birth was the straw that crushed her mother's last hope for the father. The father refused to admit that she was his own daughter.

The light in the mother's heart was completely extinguished, and she finally passed away.

Suffering in despair, until the body suffered from a serious illness, until the oil ran out and the lamps dried up, until the end of life.

At this time, Mo Lingwei was like a bystander, looking at the entanglement between herself and Feng Shaojin, as if she had seen the life of her mother and father.

A man, who had many worries before marriage and was unable to properly arrange for his beloved woman, how could he expect him to take good care of her after marriage?

Mo Lingwei's soft and crooning voice flowed into Feng Shaojin's ears like a stream of water: "I always thought that you were like your brother who passed away. valleys.

Gentle and firm, sensible and friendly, gentle and dedicated.

Bright as a gentleman, scorching like a bright moon..."

Every time he said a word, Feng Shaojin's handsome and flawless face became gloomy, until finally it became completely gloomy.

"Enough!" Feng Shaojin interrupted her words in a rough tone. He restrained the burgeoning anger in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said every word from his lips: "I don't want to hear it!"

Feng Shaojin tasted for the first time what it means to lift a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

Was it because he hid it up too well?

It was his kindness to her that blinded her eyes, making her unable to see her true colors clearly.

The person she was talking about was obviously not him, but Feng Shaoqing who lost his life because of him.

Feng Shaojin couldn't stop thinking about what Feng Shaoqing said to him before he died: Ling Wei and I hit it off at the first sight, we talked very happily, and I regard her as a long-lost confidant...

Hit it off.

We had a good time talking.

Long-lost confidant!

How many times has Feng Shaoqing met her and spoken to her? They can talk so happily.

What would happen if my brother knew from the beginning that the person he had been looking for was her?

Or, what would happen if she knew what her brother was thinking?

Feng Shaojin didn't dare to think deeply, the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became.

The dead are gone, everything is too late, and all assumptions are meaningless.

But he couldn't control the thoughts that rushed out of his head: she never loved him, but just fell in love with someone she imagined.