So I didn't dare to recognize her, so I just pretended that I was temporarily dazzled.
The longer he looked, the more he felt that she was the one he was looking for. He didn't expect her to be in such a state of desolation.
Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Feier turned around.
"Leng Liuxian!"
"it's me!"
His face looked a little shaken, but he smiled at her sincerely.
She doesn't want to think about anything now, she just wants to have a full meal.
He noticed that she was hungry and took her to a nearby restaurant.
She ordered a lot of food and devoured it ravenously. She vowed to bring back all the food she hadn't eaten in the past few days.
He waited for her to finish reading a paragraph before he said, "Why don't you ask me if you have found Murong Xu's bones?"
She was dumbfounded, raised her head to look at him for a while, then lowered her head to chew hard.
He went on to say:
"Found it! A pile of bones! And a letter she wrote to Wan Xuecheng."
When she heard the name, she was stunned, "Why do you say this!"
"You are her descendant, aren't you?"
He suddenly grabbed her hand and asked forcefully.
"Yeah! What's wrong?"
"Then can you tell me? Why do you all like Wan Xuecheng?"
His face was full of sadness, "The letter written to Wan Xuecheng revealed her true feelings!
"She knew that Liu Jian tried every means to kill her in order to protect his master. She would eventually die.
"But in fact, she won't kill him, because she has been married to him for two months, even though there is no goodwill...
"But Wan Xuecheng is a man who can easily attract women, and she has already fallen in love with him.
"She knew that hatred... would make it impossible for them to love each other, so she chose death.
"It's just that the letter was not given to Wan Xuecheng before it was too late. In the letter, she mentioned me... There was only one sentence, she begged Wan Xuecheng, 'Please let Leng Liuxian go, this poor man is innocent'"
Ah, a poor man, indeed.
"Why couldn't she fall in love with me in the end?"
Lin Feier stopped swallowing and asked him: "Didn't you say that you have been in love a long time ago?"
"That might just be wishful thinking on my part."
He held his head with both hands: "Looking back now, every word she said to me feels more like a sister than a lover.