She smiled sarcastically, "Fei Yan, Fei Yan, everything is over. What are you still thinking about? Just let everything be in the past. Why bother yourself?"
Even though she was thinking like this, Feiyan's tears were still so unsuspicious, they dripped down without any control, one or two drops, and then became more and more.
Looking at the sunset outside, Fei Yan was confused about what to do next.
"Yan'er!" Old General Zhuo came in, but he was not the old General Zhuo she saw with spiky hair and no hair on his head.
General Zhuo was the only one among those people who escaped this disaster, but he was also the only one who witnessed all the tragedy. Perhaps it was the eternal memory of that moment that made him suddenly understand something, or he had already looked down upon something.
Already shaved off his hair.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Fei Yan wiped the tears from her eyes and asked the old general Zhuo calmly.
General Zhuo clasped his fingers together and said, "Amitabha! From now on, your father will not be here. My name is Wangchen. Yan'er, I want to become a monk and travel around. All this has made me understand a lot, become a lot less popular, but I also want to
You have forgotten a lot, and you should no longer dwell on the past here, Yan'er, start a new life again!" General Zhuo sighed, not with heaviness, but with infinite relief, as if it had just dissipated.
Together with all the disappearance of the past!
Fei Yan nodded, although she was still not completely relieved, but after all, she still had to get through the day, and it seemed that there were still things that needed to be done.
"I know!" What can she say, everything is for her, what can she care about, just like this, she was injured, and it was General Zhuo who saved him at this moment, but they never mentioned what happened that day.
Feiyan didn't ask what the outcome was. When she woke up, her person woke up, but Shangguan Minghao's palm actually made her heart die, at least she didn't wake up now.
Fei Yan turned around, she thought of Zi Yan, a woman who wanted to save herself, a woman who loved her lover deeply. Those few words before her death, Hei Xuan Ling? And the child? Maybe she should find out.
Well, in the future, she should never worry about these things again. People who hurt her will not be allowed.
Wangchen looked at Feiyan's lonely back. The golden color of the sunset was all shining on Feiyan's back. She dragged her long shadow, leaving only a silhouette, an inch, in this desolate place.
They were cut off by the surrounding environment, and then merged into one place on the distant road.
Yesterday's years and yesterday's people seem to be buried forever. Those who have cared about, those who have ignored, those who have hated, and those who have no time to hate are all swallowed up together with the fading light of the sunset here.
In the dark night.
Feiyan left the mountain and walked into a tea shop without actually going inside. She casually asked for a pot of tea. Although she had no direction, it was not the first time she had to deal with things alone. She dressed as a woman. For such a smart person,
With her, everything seemed very harmonious.
"Sir, what would you like?" Fei Yan sat down. It might be the clothes on her body. Although it was just a piece of clothing, it could make people aware of the quality of the fabric. It can be understood that Fei Yan's identity is rich or not.
It's expensive, so the waiter seemed very enthusiastic.