Lin Feng's heart froze, standing in place, hesitating, not knowing where to go.

In the past, he has always done his own thing, but in fact, he can only tolerate Lin Jianyan in his eyes, and he does his best to protect Lin Jianyan's peace and joy, without the slightest distraction. The reason why he is indecisive now is only because he has an unspeakable guilt and a debt to Miss Sun.

People are like this, the more single-minded they are, the more decisive they are, and the easier they are to succeed. If you think too much, you will be restrained everywhere.

After all, people's hearts are so big, where can all the beauty in the world be carried. It seems that it is exquisite, all-encompassing; In fact, it is an ambush on all sides, and a knife is hidden on every side. When your talent can no longer support your seven emotions and six desires, whether it is a beautiful woman or a good general or a loyal minister, it will crumble little by little, turn into fine sand, and flow away from the fingers of playing with power quickly and decisively.

Lin Feng naturally knew these best.

A thousand years of time, no matter how profound the truth has been chewed up, no matter how strong the desire has been diluted, only the love for the light dust is eternal and unforgettable!

But right now, he can't hurt Wang Fengjiao ruthlessly again just for this love and for his own personal feelings, and hurt his confidant who once sacrificed his life for righteousness.

He knew that Wang Fengjiao had already said the same, but now that she was on top of her anger, any words of comfort would be nothing more than adding fuel to the fire. But Rao is like this, he doesn't want to leave just like that, on the night of his soul, he will have to find Lin Jianyan to ensure that she is safe and sound! All he can do is wait, wait for Wang Feng's squeamishness, and wait for Wang Fengjiao to understand.

Not far away, the paper money candles are burning in the sky, the flying ashes are light, and the drifting ones are all ordinary thoughts. The scriptures of the mantra of the past came from far and near the dojo, falling into the heart, and there was a faint cold.

The firelight shone on the crumbling pavilion, casting a huge shadow and covering the pavilion in the middle of the lake. In the dark silence, a lamp came from afar, and the voice slowly surged along the footsteps of the leather shoes: "Young Master Lin, don't come unharmed." ”

Lin Feng saw the person coming clearly, and his face sank unconsciously: "Ge Yan! ”

Wang Fengjiao heard the sound, her eyes withdrew from the snowy lake that was as bright as jade under the moonlight, and a smile symbolizing politeness appeared on her face: "Doctor Ge, here." ”

Ge Yan placed the lamp on the stone table in the pavilion and bowed to Wang Fengjiao: "Madame has taken the medicine and has fallen asleep." ”

Wang Fengjiao said "um" softly, and nodded slightly at Ge Yan: "There is Mr. Lao." ”

Ge Yan waved his hand and said, "Doctor benevolence, these are all things I should do. Madame, she's really pitiful! After finishing speaking, his eyes took Lin Feng and he let out a long sigh.

Lin Feng was already angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but scratch this gaze! He reached out and grabbed Ge Yan's clothes: "Ge Yan, what do you mean!" ”

Wang Fengjiao saw that the situation was wrong, and pinched the acupoint on Lin Feng's wrist with her sharp fingers, and Danfeng's eyes glared slightly: "Lin Feng, what do you mean!" ”

Lin Feng was very puzzled by Wang Fengjiao's return to protect Ge Yan, and he deliberately mentioned: "Miss Wang, Ge Yan is Japanese!" ”

Wang Fengjiao raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "So, so what?" ”

"You don't hate ...... the most"

"Lin Feng, don't think you know me very well!" Wang Fengjiao's fingers were forceful, and Lin Feng's wrist was picked away from Ge Yan's body, "Ge Yan saved my mother, and she is the benefactor of my General's Mansion!" ”