"Wan'er, are you Wan'er?"

The man looked at Mu Wanfeng and immediately exclaimed with joy.

"Ahh

Mu Wanfeng was startled by the man's sudden action of sitting up, the boat was already small, and as the man suddenly sat up, it began to shake.

One is unsteady on his feet, Mu Wanfeng is really "sinking underwater" this time!

As she fell into the water, the man in the boat immediately ran wildly. ‘

The man grabbed Mu Wanfeng's wrist and then held her in his arms.

With difficulty, Mu Wanfeng was sent back to the boat, and the man then climbed up.

"Wan'er, is it really you?"

Through a layer of white veil, the man asked in disbelief.

"You ......"

Mu Wanfeng raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, feeling a little like she was in a dream.

"I'm Jiang Xue, Wan'er, I'm Jiang Xue."

The man said, almost choked.

"Jiang Xue?"

Mu Wanfeng's tears welled up in an instant.

The man in front of him had a beard on his chin, as if he hadn't taken care of himself for a long time.

No longer the beautiful and handsome of the past.

No wonder looking at the portrait of Murong Ziyan, everyone said that they had never seen the person on the portrait!

A feeling full of vicissitudes of life hit Mu Wanfeng's heart fiercely, making her feel sour in her heart, and she couldn't help crying.

"Jiang Xue, I finally found you."

Mu Wanfeng threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

With such a familiar embrace, such a familiar person, and such a familiar breath, Mu Wanfeng's tears could no longer be suppressed.

"Wan'er, Wan'er, I'm finally seeing you again."

Crystal tears poured out of Jiang Xue's eyes.

hugged each other tightly, thousands of words, all in such an affectionate hug.

Nothing needs to be said again, nothing needs to be said again!

Before you know it, it's dusk.

Mu Wanfeng packed up Jiang Xue's portrait and found that the paper that was originally covered on Jiang Xue's face turned out to be her own portrait.

Looking at her former face, Mu Wanfeng couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Jiang Xue, will he care?

Mu Wanfeng gently lifted the veil and presented her face covered with whip marks in front of Jiang Xue.

"Now me, am I still the Wan'er in your heart?"

Mu Wanfeng asked softly.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you? ”

Jiang Xue's heart suddenly ached, as if she had been stabbed.

"Would you mind how I look now?"

Mu Wanfeng continued to ask.

"No, it won't...... Wan'er, I just feel sorry for you, who actually hurt you? ”

Jiang Xue's fingers gently stroked the whip marks on Mu Wanfeng's face, her eyes full of pity.

"You don't mind. Jiang Xue, let's go home. ”

Mu Wanfeng said with a smile.

"Home?"

Jiang Xue was a little confused.

"A home that belongs to us."

Mu Wanfeng reminded him softly.

"I'm sorry, Wan'er, I ...... I've been here for so long, and I've never prepared a home for you. This Ye Xiaozhou, that is, is my safe place. Wan'er, I'm ...... I'm sorry...... You ......"

Jiang Xue said guiltily.

These days, no matter how hot the wind and rain were, and how vicious the sunlight was, he lived on this small boat.

Only with this endless lake, only by placing his affection in this landscape can he relieve the pain of missing Mu Wanfeng.

Why hadn't he prepared a home for Mu Wanfeng earlier?!!