Gu Jinyu still remembered that when she picked up the infant child from the cradle, she shook the rattle, and Feng Yichen grinned sweetly at her.
Only this child accepted her wholeheartedly.
It was only this child who had been calling his mother since he was a child, but after some things happened, he slowly changed his mouth and called her madam like Feng Shaojin.
When she heard Feng Yichen call her madam, her heart was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, she wanted to control this child more and more, wanted to catch this child, but unexpectedly pushed him further and further away.
Before she died, she could still hear Feng Yichen calling her mother, so she died without regret.
"Yichen." Madam Feng's breathing became weaker and weaker: "Don't blame your handsome father, and don't be angry with him, okay?
He has been working hard for the people in the south all his life, now that he knows the truth, the pain in his heart is no less than that of anyone else, don't force him to go to Western countries, let him fulfill his wish.
All my life, I have been too temperamental, I don't know how to show weakness, I think everything I do is right, but I never thought about whether you want me to think that I am good to you..."
"Mother." Feng Yichen touched the wound on her chest with shaking hands, "I will heal you, I will definitely heal you."
"A man never flicks his tears lightly." A wry smile curled up on the corner of Madam Feng's lips, but the tears kept rolling down: "I know my own injury well, and I'm going to accompany Shaoqing."
She let go of Feng Yichen's hand, grabbed Feng Muyun's shirt, and with one last breath, she finally revealed the secret she had been hiding in her heart all along: "Mu Yun, in the beginning, I actually met you first, That oil-paper umbrella was obviously lent to you by me.
Why did you admit the wrong person and mistook my sister for me when you returned the umbrella?
She is delicate and frail, and suffers from illnesses. Since I was a child, I have given everything to her. I never thought that when I grow up, I will finally meet someone I like, and I will give her up..."
Feng Muyun: "..."
Feng Muyun was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while, and asked with a trembling voice: "The person who lent me the oiled paper umbrella, so it was you?"
"Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend. This is the first sentence you said to me when you saw me." Mrs. Feng looked at the old man's face, but it was as if she saw him when she first met him. "The sun and the moon don't move, and there are beautiful relatives, and there are no mountains and rivers in thousands of miles.
I only hope that your heart is like spring, and you come back once a year. "
Feng Muyun: "..."
Feng Muyun seemed to hear a bolt from the blue.
"My sister is knowledgeable and talented, and I shared with her all the process of our acquaintance, but I was never willing to tell her the few words you said to me.
For so many years, I have kept this secret in the deepest part of my heart. I am happy and sad when I see you love her deeply and never change your mind.
You are a dedicated and affectionate person, in this regard, Shaojin is very similar to you.
I'm glad I didn't love the wrong person in this life, but the love should be given to me. If my sister was not terminally ill and forced me to hand you over to you, you wouldn't have neglected me so much. "Madam Feng's stunning face, which was still visible, was completely clean without the cover of rouge and gouache.
She smiled softly, and blood gushed out of her mouth.
"Jingyu." Feng Muyun's throat choked up: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Jingyi has passed away. I am afraid that you have fallen in love with her with all your heart. If I tell you this, you will think that I am scheming. In order to fight for your favor, I will frame even the dead, and you will hate me even more. Don't even want to see me again."