Feng Fei defies the sky

Chapter 945 Forgetfulness (13)

"Yes, Hao, you have a way." Zhao Yiluo smiled and took Xiao Hao's hand, and said softly, "Hao, are we still as good as before? Are we?"

With that said, Zhao Yiluo gave him an obvious hint.

She didn't believe that with her beauty, she couldn't compare to that person.

They will definitely be as affectionate and loving as they are in modern times, husband and wife are of the same heart, and they will grow old together to show that woman.

A look of disgust flashed in Xiao Hao's eyes, he pulled out his hand, and said in a bad mood, "I'm in a bad mood today, let's talk about it another day, I still have something to do and you should rest well."

Zhao Yiluo was stunned for a moment, his face was not very good, and he was also angry, but he didn't dare to explode.

In such a fantasy world that respects martial arts, she still has to rely on him to survive.

Seeing Xiao Hao leave, Zhao Yiluo clenched his fists tightly, his face nails sank into his flesh, his eyes were cold, "Feng Yinxue"

This woman, she must tear her into pieces.

The moment Feng Yinxue opened her eyes, her eyes were a little empty, not knowing what she was doing.

After a moment of sluggishness, he finally remembered what had happened.

Some still couldn't believe it, the Wangqing formation had been completed.

So, can I never remember those heart-piercing feelings anymore?

Close your eyes, and outline in your mind the face in your heart, the face that you think about day and night.

She opened her eyes with a swish, there was no throbbing or pain, but her face was getting paler and her lips were trembling faintly.

"Hehe, I miss him very much, but my heart doesn't move anymore, it seems to be dead. It turns out that this is the feeling of forgetting one's feelings."

If loving Di Qingye is a kind of belief, does it mean that the belief is shattered now?
She wanted to cry, she wanted to yell, but she couldn't cry, because she didn't have the urge to cry, so what's the point of yelling.

Her heart was empty, and those memories were like a blank sheet of paper in her heart, plain and unremarkable, like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

She got up like a walking dead, got out of bed, and without even wearing shoes, she walked barefoot into the yard.

There is a reclining chair there. In the past, when she was in Fengyun College, she often lay in his arms to bask in the sun.

She walked over, her pale fingers slid across the edge of the recliner, wanting to feel the sensation of touching it, then she sat down for half a moment before slowly lying down.

Close your eyes, the pleasant picture of that time is still in your mind.

I imagined that he was still beside me, hugging me, blowing in her ear, teasing her, and stuffing a small pastry into her mouth.

The pastry was delicious, sweet but not greasy, and it melted in the mouth. He took another cup of tea and brought it to her lips. She took a sip, and her lips were filled with a happy smile.

Thinking about it, Feng Yinxue suddenly smiled, very pale, "Qingye, I'm sorry, I found that I no longer have the feeling of loving you, what should I do? Have I betrayed you?"

This kind of cognition was like a hammer hitting her heart hard, but she couldn't feel the pain.

The smile is pale, the words are weak, and the hands cover their faces, but they don't know what expression to use to face all of this.

"Mother, are you awake?"

Di Qianzheng's small wah-wah sound suddenly came from behind, Feng Yinxue shook violently, and her hands that covered her face froze suddenly.

After settling her mind, Feng Yinxue took a deep breath, stood up, turned her head again, and looked at Di Qianxuan with a smile, "Zuoer, come here quickly, mother."

　I'm sorry everyone, I can only update here today, some things have been delayed, sorry, I will find a way to replenish you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)