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He didn't use Hawkeye, a ray of light that was not controlled by the cold wind, something that surprised even him.

Long Hui's question made Leng Feng a little stunned, while Mo Ran leaned on him with a shyness on his face, his eyes looking at him from time to time, as if waiting for his response.

Sensing that Mo Ran and Long Hui were both looking at him, Leng Feng raised his eyebrows, thinking of reasons in his mind, and said after a while: "Uh...... I'm only nineteen years old, and I'm not old enough to get married......"

"Poof......

Hearing his words, Long Hui almost squirted out the tea, and Mo Ran also slapped him lightly, blaming him for being too.

Indeed, the reason for the cold wind is a bit too nonsense.

The person sitting in front of him was the head of Huaxia, and it was a matter of blinking his eyes if he wanted to get a marriage certificate.

and Mo Ran sitting next to him, she is the daughter of the richest man in China, and the marriage certificate is not a pressure at all.

What Leng Feng said is not of legal age for marriage, it is complete nonsense, this is nothing to the Long family, and it is nothing to Mo Ran.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, she dreamed of entering the palace of marriage with Leng Feng, but now it seems that this is still a bit far away, because Leng Feng has no intention of getting married.

Indeed, Cold Wind had no idea of getting married, and he wouldn't have thought of getting married until his abilities were restored.

Mo Ran regained her smile again, she held Leng Feng's arm, and threw away all the disappointment just now.

She could understand Leng Feng's thoughts, at least now Leng Feng was her boyfriend, and with Leng Feng's personality, it was only a matter of time before she married her.

At this moment, Xia quietly walked out of the kitchen with light steps, holding a plate of colorful pastries in her hand, which exuded a sweet and greasy smell that would whet people's appetites.

"I'll just say it's amazing. Mo Ran whispered in Leng Feng's ear.

Leng Feng just raised an eyebrow, he was still full and didn't have much interest in these pastries.

This can be said to be a small gathering of the Long family, the cold wind that has been missing for eighteen years, and finally returned to the Long family after knowing that his biological parents were one year old.

Long Hui stood up and said to Leng Feng: "Feng'er, come, let's talk about our father and son." ”

"Why don't you eat some pastries and talk about it?" Xia asked softly.

"You and Mo Ran eat, I think you two must have a lot of things to talk about. As he spoke, Long Hui glanced at Leng Feng and waited for his response.

The cold wind pushed away Mo Ran's hand and stood up.

Long Hui walked upstairs with a cold breeze, Xia looked at the backs of the two of them softly, and couldn't help but smile: "He, he must want to take Feng'er to see the history of our Long family." ”

"The history of the Long family?" Mo Ran felt a trace of doubt, she didn't know anything about the Long family, and she didn't have the ability to understand.

Even if it is Mo Zhen, he has no qualifications to know.

In the hallway on the second floor, the walls on both sides are covered with sketches, some colored, some not.

Leng Feng subconsciously glanced at it, and then his gaze stayed on a painting, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

Because the person in the painting is actually himself, and he is still when he was a child.

The painting is colored, and the cold wind stands next to a tree, looking up at the branches of the tree.

The age of the cold wind in the painting is about ten years old, and the cold wind still lives in the foggy mountains at that time.

Cold Wind stopped next to the painting, and he couldn't help but open his eagle eyes to look at it, and found that the painting had been there for a long time.

Noticing that the cold wind was not following anymore, Long Hui turned around and found that he was staring at the painting.

"This painting was painted by your mother. Long Hui walked up to him, stretched out his hand to wipe the frame, and said with a smile: "On your tenth birthday." ”

"How could she know what I look like?" Leng Feng was deeply puzzled, since this painting was painted nine years ago, Xia Qingyu couldn't have known what he looked like at that time, but this painting was exactly the same as what he looked like when he was ten years old, not the slightest difference.

"If I say it's her intuition, do you believe it?" Long Hui asked rhetorically.

Leng Feng frowned, and his first reaction in his heart was disbelief.

Long Hui saw that he didn't believe this, and immediately smiled: "I wasn't sure at the time, but I also looked for you according to this painting, but I still couldn't find it." ”

"When I was ten years old, I was in the mountains, and you couldn't find me. Leng Feng said.

Indeed, in the foggy mountains controlled by Mu Shiyun, even the most awesome people with abilities should not think of finding cold winds.

"Tell me about your master. Long Hui looked at the cold wind and said, "Mu Shiyun, she is a legend, I have heard her story when I was born. ”

Leng Feng didn't answer immediately, he just stared at the painting on the wall, and after a long time said, "She rescued me in the ice and snow, and then raised me, taught me knowledge, taught me how to control my abilities, and that's it." ”

He didn't want to talk too much about Mu Shiyun with Long Hui, Mu Shiyun had a supreme position in Leng Feng's mind, and he didn't allow anyone to speak disrespectfully to his master.

What Leng Feng was most worried about was that Long Hui and Xia Qingyu were hostile to Mu Shiyun.

Long Hui seemed to see his vigilance, and hurriedly smiled: "I respect Mu Shiyun as much as you do, and even I am very grateful to her, thank her for saving you, otherwise, our Long family would have been extinct a long time ago." ”

"With her ability, it is impossible not to know that you are my Long Hui's son, but I don't blame her for not sending you back, but it's a pity that she has passed away, otherwise my Long family will thank her for her kindness even if they do everything. ”

"It's good you're willing to come back. ”

…………

Huaxia, H City.

Zhang Yinghan returned home, today is New Year's Day, she left work early, planning to go home to spend this very festive day with Zhang Xueping.

But on the way back, she received a call from Zhang Xueping.

Zhang Xueping said that she would not be home for the next two days, and that she would take a 6 p.m. flight to Australia to attend a signing ceremony for a company.

Since Alisa Cosmetics went international, Zhang Xueping has often flown abroad, attending ceremonies and events of major companies, and also promoting her own company.

Now, the entire company is Zhang Yinghan's main house, and Zhang Xueping's main house.

Zhang Yinghan was a little disappointed, but he had long been accustomed to such a rhythm of life; Zhang Xueping was at home for a few days in a month, and Zhang Yinghan had been disappointed since he was a child.

The temperature in H City is a bit low today, and like last year, this year's winter is also very cold, and many people are wearing thick cotton jackets, but they still can't resist the cold wave.

Zhang Yinghan wears a long white down jacket, a soft scarf around his neck, and a mask.

The mask is not used to keep warm, she is only used to cover her face so as not to cause bad effects.

Zhang Yinghan walked to the front of the house with some ingredients, and she habitually looked around to make sure that no one was following her.

It was a habit she had suddenly formed, glancing behind her every time she opened the door to see if anyone was following her.

Since breaking up with Leng Feng, no one will send her home every day, no one will do everything for her, and no one has the ability to protect her.

Because of her appearance, Zhang Yinghan is always worried, and every time she comes home, she locks the doors and windows of her home.

Now Zhang Yinghan is becoming more and more insecure, and she even put a pistol in her room, and this pistol was given to her by Leng Feng when she was in love, to protect herself.

The villa was a little scary, Zhang Yinghan locked the door, and then put the ingredients on the table.

She took off her mask and turned on the heating in the villa, so that the temperature in the living room rose a little and it was not as cold as outside.

Zhang Yinghan didn't go to sort out the ingredients immediately, but sat on the sofa, looking at the empty hall, his mood was slightly depressed.

She had never felt lonely before, but since she broke up with Leng Feng, she has learned what it feels like to be lonely and cherished it.

But she had no chance of making amends, it was already too late.

After a long time, Zhang Yinghan recovered from her trance, she took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, and found that it was already half past five in the afternoon.

Zhang Yinghan clicked on her phone a few times absentmindedly, and when she reacted, she realized that she had opened the photo album of her phone.

The cover of the album is a photo of her and Leng Feng.

This photo was taken more than half a year ago when she and Leng Feng were walking down the campus path, and a student secretly took a picture of the two of them, but was later caught by Leng Feng.

But Leng Feng and Zhang Yinghan were very satisfied with this photo, so they didn't take the student seriously, and even asked her for this photo.

Later, Zhang Yinghan and Leng Feng both used this photo as a desktop map of their mobile phones, and Zhang Yinghan even used it as the cover of the album.

Even though they have broken up, Zhang Yinghan has never changed this cover, but she rarely opens it again, for fear of causing those memories.

Zhang Yinghan stood up and put the ingredients in the kitchen, and then she grabbed some hygiene tools, intending to clean up the house.

Such a large villa is very tiring to clean, but today is New Year's Day, many people will choose to clean their homes, and Zhang Yinghan is no exception.

Some people choose to work part-time, but Zhang Yinghan does not, she does not trust other people, and she is very insecure now, not feeling comfortable letting strangers into her home.

Zhang Yinghan opened Zhang Xueping's room and planned to clean Zhang Xueping's room first.

Since Zhang Xueping is often away from home, her room is very tidy, and the bed is not messy, and everything is in order.

Zhang Yinghan doesn't need to tidy up, just needs to clean it up a little.

But as soon as Zhang Yinghan was about to start cleaning, her eyes stayed uncontrollably on Zhang Xueping's desk.

On the desk, there was a white notebook, and this notebook looked a little old, obviously stored for a long time......