Chapter 332: Night Charms Depend on Each Other VII
"Who are you?"
The woman in her arms asked cautiously, a feeling of déjà vu gradually surrounding her.
A name echoed in her heart thousands of times, but when the words came to her lips, she could not say them out.
How can she hear and see?
Feng Ruohen held her in his arms without saying a word, but could not let go and put her down. The moment he saw her flying and falling, he almost suffocated.
I have never noticed that my obsession with her is so deep...
I also remembered my father’s question back then, do you want this country and this world?
At that time, only a clear image appeared in his mind, and a string of laughter as clear as silver bells echoed.
No... what he wants is not in this deep palace.
From beginning to end, all he wanted to have was a person and a heart with whom he could share eternal happiness.
I just didn't expect that this simple thought would evolve into the complexity it is today. Should Feng Yao be fully responsible for everything he did?
How could he let go of the woman who lowered her eyebrows and looked at her gradually becoming clearer?
The wind blew gently from behind the man, bringing his breath to the people who were full of questions.
It was a taste she could never forget, familiar and profound.
Involuntarily, she raised her hand and carefully explored it...
When it touched his cheek, the fingertips trembled slightly, and it became clear instantly.
"Don't be afraid." Even though he knew she couldn't hear him, Feng Ruohen still said softly and stubbornly, "It's me."
Qin'er seemed to hear his words, her eyes under her eyelids twitched, and her thick eyelashes revealed sporadic water stains.
Then, the woman tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to flow, and took several deep breaths.
Then he smiled at the person holding him, and when he spoke again, his voice was no longer blank, "Thank you. If you hadn't happened to pass by, I might have fallen to death."
Just passing by?
The man's face was frozen, and she said again, "I can't see or hear. Could you please take me down the mountain? I think my friend will come to me soon."
Did she regard him...as a passer-by?
Looking at Qin'er's beautiful smiling face, Feng Ruohen suddenly understood what she meant.