Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 674

"Are you scared?" He Hanchuan curled his lips disdainfully while watching Feng Mu pondering, "I'm not as indecisive as you were before."

Of course, Xiang Wan gave him the news of his death, so he didn't have this chance.

"No." Feng Mu said calmly, raised his eyes, and stared worriedly at the emergency room, "I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."

The mountain road twists and turns, and the dirt is very difficult to walk on. Moreover, there are [-] steps, and you have to kowtow step by step.

He Hanchuan was speechless, "Don't think about those useless things, Menglan is still waiting for your help. When did you say that you would never fall in love with her fighting spirit?"

After the words fell, Feng Mu slightly curled his lips, and gave a faint wry smile,
"Now I can finally understand what you said, be kind to Menglan, otherwise I will regret it."

There's nothing you can't do, just drop one thing at a time.

Now even he himself can't tell whether his feelings for Menglan are love or not.

It was only when all the truth was revealed that she was found to be innocent. He had suffered so many years of grievances, and he wanted to try his best to make up for it.

In the end, before it started, he personally pushed her into a deeper abyss.

He owed Menglan, and I am afraid that he will not be able to pay it back in this life.

It was more than eleven o'clock at night, but Feng Mu couldn't wait for dawn, so he drove to the foot of Xiangshan Mountain.

The weather has been very bad recently, and there is always light rain on the mountain. When the car was halfway through, it was too deep to drive in because the mud was too deep.

He parked the car directly on the side of the road, took off several gift boxes from the car, walked step by step to the steps, took a deep breath, and began to kowtow step by step.

The steep steps were covered with a layer of sharp stones, big and small. Just as Feng Mu's knee fell, he felt a cut in the skin on his knee.

It hurt, but he didn't even frown, and continued to kowtow.

When Feng Mu knocked down more than 1000 steps, he didn't feel much discomfort except for the pain in his knees.

But the weather was not good, and the situation in Xiangshan in the second half of the night was very bad.

Only a sound of "bang" was heard, and there was a thunderstorm, and the rain fell down, and Feng Mu was drenched all over in an instant.

But he didn't flinch, and continued to kowtow his head forward. At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in, making his already wet body even colder.

Until more than five o'clock in the morning, the sky was just getting bright.

Feng Mu only knocked down more than 6000 steps, and he was still a long way from the goal, but his physical strength was exhausted, and he didn't eat or drink, so his tall figure couldn't help shaking.

"Male benefactor, who is this?" At this moment, an old man in sixties with a bamboo basket on his back and a bamboo hat on his head walked up to him.

Holding a wooden stick in his callused palm, he walked to Feng Mu's side, looked at him, and asked in surprise,
"No one has come to Xiangshan's backyard for many years. How did you break in? It's raining so hard. You should go back quickly, or you'll be afraid of a mudslide on the mountain!"

"In that case, old man, hurry up and go back." Feng Mu's handsome face was indifferent, and he continued to climb the steps, kowtowing step by step.

The old man didn't leave, but kept following him and looked at him, "Male benefactor, seeing that you are so devout, you should be praying for your family, right?"

"Yes." Feng Mu agreed lightly, just as he raised his knee, he lost control of his strength and rolled down several steps.

The old man stepped forward and supported him,

"You are exhausted too much. Seeing that you have climbed nearly [-] steps, you must have come here a long time ago. Sigh, eat something and drink some water to relieve yourself."

After saying that, Feng Mu raised his eyes, looked at the endless steps above his head, and nodded.

He needs to add some strength, otherwise he may fall directly from the top of the mountain before reaching the 1 steps.

The old man was a warm-hearted old man. He personally helped her to the root of a big tree, took out some hay from a bamboo basket and spread it on the bottom.

At this moment, Feng Mu didn't care about whether it was dirty, so he sat on the spot, took out the dry food he had stored in advance from his backpack,
But this heavy rain has already wet the bread.

The old man looked at him and laughed heartily, "Young man, you are too young. If you don't dislike it, you can eat mine."

He put down the bamboo basket behind him, opened the lid, and took out a few sesame seed cakes cooked with coarse grains.

"Thank you." Feng Mu didn't refuse, his eyes darkened, and he took a sesame seed cake.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, still steaming, Feng Mu put it to his lips and ate silently, but his mind had already drifted away, and he didn't know how Menglan was doing?
"Male benefactor, who do you want to help pray for?" The old man chatted with him in a leisurely manner.

Feng Mu pursed his lips, the biscuits mixed with the dirt around his mouth were tasteless,
"My love." He said firmly.

"I see, to tell you the truth, I also climbed the [-] steps of Xiangshan Mountain when I was young."

"But I'm not praying for blessings. I made a big mistake when I was young, and my wife punished me." After speaking, the old man looked at the distant mountains with his deep eyes.

Feng Mu was attracted attention, subconsciously asked, "And then?"

"By the time I went down the mountain, my wife had already left." The old man shook his head helplessly, "She only left me a letter, in which she explained that after making some mistakes once, there is no forgiveness."

Feng Mu didn't take it seriously, "Since you made a mistake, why don't you continue to find her and make up for it?"

"I went to look for it, but there was no chance to make amends. She has a stubborn personality, and no one can persuade her to change what she has decided." Even if he mentions it now, the old man's tone is still full of regret.

He sighed, "When I was young, I was always too impulsive. Now that I am over sixty years old, I can naturally think about many things. As long as I can watch her live in this world safely, that's enough."

"Compared to life and death, death will be more painful. If that's the case, then watch her smile."

The topic was a bit heavy, Feng Mu's eyes showed bitterness, and he lost his appetite for food all of a sudden.

After a long while, he seemed to be enlightened, his eyes red buttocks, and then he nodded,
"Thank you."

Isn't he possessive of Menglan?

It was because of this damn possessive desire that Yu Menglan was injured again and again!
If he had let her go earlier, Mr. Feng would not have done anything to her, and her life would not have been in jeopardy!
Feng Mu's heart was full of remorse, but his eyes were extremely firm. He would see Master Jingbai no matter what, and begged her...to save Menglan!
(End of this chapter)