Looking at Caixia's big tearful eyes looking at herself for a moment, Dye Hua couldn't help but comfort softly: "He loves you so much, how can he not want you, maybe he forgot it." ”

"Yes, but Brother Feng has such a good memory, how could he forget it." Caixia stared quietly at the mountains in the distance, her gaze quiet and gloomy.

At this moment, Caixia exuded a faint sadness, as if she had changed in an instant.

With a long sigh, Caixia said softly: "Sister Painting, do you know how important Brother Feng is to me?" There was a faint sense of loss and sadness in his voice.

Dye Hua glanced sideways at Caixia beside her, she knew that Caixia must have something to say to her.

"When he was four years old, Daddy went up the mountain to hunt, stumbled and fell off the cliff, and his life and death were uncertain. Grandma missed Daddy and became ill, and in the second year of Daddy's accident, Grandma also left quietly. However, before my grandmother died, she entrusted the five-year-old me to Brother Feng, who was only fifteen years old at the time. You don't know how good Brother Feng is to me. Saying this, Caixia paused, and a happy smile appeared on her face at some point. Even so, there is still a hint of sadness between the eyebrows.

"Whatever I want, Brother Feng will give it to me. In the past ten years, he has given me too much love, and in my heart, he ...... It is unique and irreplaceable. The faint voice seemed to be swearing something, and it seemed to be affirming something.

Dye Hua just listened quietly and didn't make a sound, because she knew that at this time, all Caixia wanted was an object to listen to.

I don't know how long it took, Caixia's voice gradually faded, and before she knew it, her face was hazy with tears.

Dye Hua couldn't help but raise her hand, wanting to wipe away the tears from the corners of Caixia's eyes, and when she reached halfway, she paused, because she saw a faint cold light flashing under Caixia's eyes.

Yubai's hand froze in mid-air, a touch of embarrassment flashed on the dyed face, Caixia turned her head, and her big crystal eyes had returned to their former clarity and cleanness.

Looking at the hand that was still stunned in the air, Caixia suddenly said curiously: "Hey, sister painting, your hands are so beautiful." As he spoke, he stretched out his paws, grabbed the hand that dyed the painting, approached his eyes, and carefully studied the hand that was dyed.

"Sister painting, you must be a child of a big family, these fingers, slender and delicate, full nails, at first glance you are a blessed person, hehe, painting sister, you will definitely marry a wishful husband in the future." After studying the half-ring, Caixia came to a conclusion.

The three black lines on the forehead of the dyed painting were about to be sounded, when a steady footstep suddenly sounded outside the bamboo forest. Listening quietly, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, Caixia let go of the hand that dyed the painting, and a hint of ecstasy flashed on her face.

Until the footsteps stopped behind him, Caixia Fang said in a trembling voice: "Sister Painting, is Brother Feng back?" She didn't dare look back, because she was afraid that it was all just her illusion.

Dye Hua glanced behind him sideways, although he didn't see the expression on the man's face clearly, but the tall and handsome figure was all too familiar.

With a long sigh, he said, "This time it's true." ”

Caixia suddenly turned around, and at a glance, she saw Gu Mofeng standing not far away, wearing a black robe without wind, and the corners of the robe were rolled. The handsome face is slightly thin. Thin lips hooked a light smile like a spring breeze. His deep eyes stared at the man in front of him.