Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair and approached slowly, couldn't help reaching out his hand to hug her, when the sound of something falling on the ground sounded, he woke up from his dream.
The position of the chest was still throbbing. He opened his eyes, and the ornaments on the table were blown to the ground by the blown curtain.
The window was not closed, and the night breeze poured into the bedroom with a refreshing coolness, Feng Shaojin's head hurt so badly, he lost all sleepiness, and sat up with his arms propped up.
He fumbled in the drawer for a while, but couldn't find any cigarettes, and he became restless again.
What happened in the past, why do dreams like this appear from time to time?
He simply got up, and after a simple grooming, he left the bedroom in a wheelchair and went to the storage room that he had never stepped into. All the things in the past were sealed.
Feng Shaojin looked for his things in the neatly placed boxes.
Feng Yichen got up in the middle of the night as usual, and came to see if his brother was sleeping soundly, but he saw that the door of the bedroom was half closed, the quilt was thrown back, and there was no one in it.
There were wall lamps burning on both sides of the long corridor, Feng Yichen walked quickly along the corridor, and finally found Feng Shaojin who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the storage room.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" Feng Yichen walked up to Feng Shaojin quickly, and shook his hand. Feeling a little cold, he quickly took off his coat and put it on Feng Shaojin's body.
"Do all the things I used to have exist here?"
"Hmm." Feng Yichen didn't know what he was looking for, and pointed to the box in the corner: "All your odds and ends are in that box."
When I left in a hurry, many things were left in the Governor's Mansion, and I didn't have time to take them away.
I heard that the current Governor's Mansion has been sealed up by Mo Lingyuan, and guards are sent to guard it, no one is allowed to enter, and the inside is kept as it is, and it seems that they are still waiting for the people of the Feng family to go back...
Feng Shaojin opened the box and rummaged through it. They were all once confidential documents, but now they have long been turned into a pile of waste paper.
Now, he no longer has the slightest interest in returning to Yuncheng to compete with Mo Lingyuan for power. These things are of no use to him at all.
Being able to live lightly is not just another kind of luck.
Feng Shaojin flipped through the pages, and when he was full of disappointment, he saw an exquisite kit, and he twisted it casually, "What is this? It's mine too?"
Feng Yichen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
"How could I have such a thing?" Feng Shaojin looked at it over and over for a while, "But it looks quite familiar."
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen didn't say a word, Feng Shaojin always carried this kit with him, he dug Feng Shaojin out of the ground, brought him back, and planned to soak him in the medicine barrel, when he was taking off his clothes, this The kit fell from him.
Feng Yichen originally thought that it was given to him by Mo Lingwei, but at the last thought, when Mo Lingwei had an operation, he could sew the wound well, but he couldn't hold the needle and couldn't twist the thread. He didn't know how to do needlework at all. live.
This kit is so particular, no matter from the fineness of the stitches, the selection of brocade fabrics and the exquisiteness of the embroidery, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the old shop owner of the neon clothes shop sewed it by himself.
Feng Shaojin thought there was some treasure inside, but when he opened the bag, he didn't expect it was just a strand of jet black long hair.
The long hair is tied at one end with a red hair rope, and it is combed smoothly and smoothly. It looks like it has been taken care of with a lot of thought...