Feng Shaojin stared at that strand of long hair for a while, then suddenly asked Feng Yichen: "Is the woman I liked before called Mo Jinlan?"
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen didn't dare to continue the choreography. After all, a lie needs another lie to be fulfilled. Once the truth cannot be fulfilled, the truth will be torn apart.
Too much talk is bound to be lost.
Feng Yichen avoided answering, and only said: "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, she is already dead."
Feng Shaojin held the kit in his palm, rolled the wheelchair and walked out, "It's almost dawn, go back and rest."
Feng Yichen followed behind him, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, did you remember something?"
"No." Feng Shaojin shook his head, and replied truthfully: "It's just a dream, there is always the same woman in the dream, but I still can't see her face clearly..."
Feng Yichen: "..."
He obviously has no memory, why is he still dreaming?
He really wanted to shake Feng Shaojin's shoulders and question him fiercely: Haven't you already forgotten everyone? Why can't you forget her?
Sister-in-law doesn't belong to you long ago. If you are on different sides today, if you continue to investigate, you will only be asking for trouble.
What if the truth is found? Even if Mo Lingwei is willing to be with you regardless of past suspicions, Mo Lingyuan will never wait to see you.
Feng Shaojin seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and suddenly turned to look at him: "Yichen, don't worry about me too much, I have a measure."
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen roared in his heart: Before meeting Mo Lingwei, you were indeed very measured, but since you met Mo Lingwei, when have you been too measured in your relationship?
Feng Yichen sighed helplessly: "Brother, everyone has already passed away, and you have already lost the memory of the past. Even God is helping you forget the past, so can't you start over?"
"I have already started again." Feng Shaojin said softly, "I promise you, I will never return to Yuncheng in this life, I will not compete with Mo Lingyuan for power, and I will live my life in peace, how about it?"
Feng Yichen: "Remember what you said, brother, I sent my father and wife away, and I can't bear any shock and loss."
No one knows how he survived those days a year ago.
Feng Shaojin's wheelchair rolled into the bedroom: "The medicine powder I brought back from the nursing home to soak my feet last time is very comfortable to use. I'll go find someone to get some back after dawn."
Feng Yichen: "..."
After listening to the words, Feng Yichen's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: "Go, go, let Cong Yi accompany you over this time."
Seeing that Feng Shaojin had already lay back on the bed, he stretched out his hand to close the door, and the corners of his lips curled up suddenly.
In the pharmacy of the castle, there was no medicine, but he was thinking about the medicinal powder that Miss Hu gave him to soak his feet. Could it be that Miss Hu's medicinal powder was worth his medical skills?
I'm afraid I want to meet Miss Hu!
It's rare that my brother has a girl he's interested in again. It turns out that my brother doesn't only like Mo Lingwei's type of girl, he probably only likes the kind of girl who is skilled in medicine and arrogant.
A person cannot be replaced by another person, but a relationship can be replaced by another relationship.
The sound of footsteps outside the bedroom door went away, Feng Shaojin rubbed the bag in his palm, his mind was full of turmoil, like layers of fog that troubled him.
Since this kit was brought here from Yuncheng all the way by Feng Yichen like a treasure, it must be very important to him.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to put them together with those confidential documents.
Feng Shaojin put the kit under the pillow and lay back on the bed. For a whole night, he fell into those too real dreams and couldn't extricate himself...