Wan'er looked at Murong Feng in horror, and then said, "Feng'er, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Feng didn't speak, just lowered his head.

"Feng'er, what I said is true, I remember everything. Wan'er said emotionally.

At this moment, Murong Feng believed Wan'er's words, but the current situation, only how should he explain it to Wan'er?

And Wan'er was very puzzled by Murong Feng's coldness. She continued: "Feng'er, I don't know if someone said something to you, in short, I have now agreed with Master Zhong and Mrs. Zhong, and they all respect my decision, so at this moment, I am no longer the eldest and youngest grandmother of the Zhong family, nor is I a concubine, I am Wan'er, the Wan'er you used to be." ”

At this time, Wan'er took off a jade pendant from her neck.

"Feng'er, look" After speaking, Wan'er handed the jade pendant to Murong Feng.

Murong Feng glanced down.

Isn't this jade pendant the one I bought for Wan'er at the bottom of Lingyun Mountain back then?

At that time, Wan'er also said that this was a token of love between the two of them.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, after getting married, and experiencing amnesia, Wan'er still wears this jade on her body.

Looking at Murong Feng's surprised appearance, Wan'er smiled, and then said: "Feng'er, do you know? Over the years, I have never taken off this jade pendant, Zhong Jin once asked me, saying what this is, I had to prevaricate and say that this is a personal thing that I have had since I was born, so Zhong Jin didn't say anything." Feng'er, do you remember? At that time, we said that this is the token of love you gave me. Speaking of this, Wan'er's eyes turned red.

Although Murong Feng really had mixed feelings in his heart at the moment, in order not to let Wan'er see it, he forcibly resisted the impulse in his heart, and his facial expression was still cold.

Wan'er saw that Murong Feng was still so cold, and her tears suddenly fell.

Wan'er's tears were like countless silver needles, piercing Murong Feng's heart, how much he wanted to walk to Wan'er's side and then say to Wan'er, Wan'er, I have never forgotten you, I have always wanted to take you away.

However, Murong Feng knew that at this moment, because of Yan'er, and even more because of Yan'er's disappearance, he and Wan'er really had no chance in this life.

"Feng'er, I don't know if you've been at the Zhong family these days, do you know, when I came back, I saw your face when I knocked on the door, how happy I was in my heart? After all, the last time I went to that place, it was me and you, we agreed at the time that when the Zhong family's affairs were completed, we would come here together and live a happy life, but, "Recalling the past, Wan'er couldn't help crying.

"It's not early, Grandma Zhong, you better go back," although Murong Feng's heart was like a knife, he had to interrupt Wan'er, after all, no matter what Wan'er said, it would not change today's situation, it would only make Wan'er more and more painful.

"Feng'er" Wan'er shouted loudly, she didn't understand why Feng'er still continued to act at this time.

"Feng'er, I really think about it, I remember that we grew up together since childhood, I remember that we gradually changed from brother and sister love to love, we made a private agreement for life, and even, we also got married, Feng'er, have you forgotten all of this?" Wan'er said emotionally.

Listening to Wan'er's words, Murong Feng's heart was also very touched, but it was difficult to turn back, so Murong Feng said, "I'm sorry, young grandmother, I really don't know what you're talking about." ”

Murong Feng thought about it, so he simply kept pretending to be confused, making Wan'er believe that his memory still didn't come back.

However, this trick obviously has no effect, after all, everything on the lotus feast has already shown that Murong Feng's memory has long been restored.

Therefore, Wan'er shook her head and cried and said: "Feng'er, don't lie to me, don't call me Grandma, I'm Wan'er, I'm your Wan'er, I know, your memory has come back, but, why are you still like this, if it was in the past, you must be worried that I can't accept all this, and I can't do without Zhong Jin, but, Feng'er, it's not what it used to be, I know everything, the one who was attached to Zhong Jin in the past was Ji'e, not me Wan'er."

"Grandma, I'm saying it again, I don't know what you're talking about, you're already a married woman, please don't be in my room in the middle of the night, if you still don't leave, I'll go" After speaking, Murong Feng turned around and left.

"Feng'er" Wan'er pulled Feng'er.

And at this time, it may be because Wan'er was a little exhausted and pulled Murong Feng's neckline open.

Something fell out of Murong Feng's chest like this.

Murong Feng hurriedly picked it up, but at this time, Wan'er took a step ahead of Murong Feng and then picked up this thing.

Murong Feng frowned, he knew that this time, it seemed that it was really difficult for him to justify himself.

Because, what fell out of Murong Feng's chest was nothing else, it was the handkerchief that Wan'er gave to Murong Feng.

Wan'er picked up the handkerchief, patted the dust on it, as if it was her beloved child, stroked it gently, then folded it and put it in the palm of her hand.

Then, she raised her head, and Murong Feng saw that Wan'er's big eyes were full of tears.

"Feng'er, do you still want to continue acting with me?" Wan'er held the handkerchief in her hand and questioned Murong Feng.

Murong Feng didn't speak.

"If you just think I am the eldest and youngest grandmother of the Zhong family, if you just treat me as a stranger, if you really don't care about what happened before, then, let me ask you, what is this handkerchief?"

"I don't know," Murong Feng said categorically, because he was worried that once he hesitated, he would let Wan'er see through all his thoughts.

"Feng'er, this is our late maple, have you forgotten? I once said, how I wish you were the maple of the maple leaf, not the peak of the mountain, because only in this way, I can hold you in the palm of my hand, Feng'er, at this moment, I am back, let's continue our late maple, we"

However, before Wan'er finished speaking, Murong Feng suddenly widened his eyes, with a fierce look, and then said, "Okay, Murong Wan'er, I'll tell you the truth, I don't love you anymore." ”

The air seemed to freeze suddenly, and Wan'er's face was full of astonishment.

Murong Feng finally admitted that he remembered everything, but this result made Wan'er's liver and intestines broken.

She became Murong Wan'er in Murong Feng's mouth.

In Wan'er's memory, this is the first time Feng'er has called her by her name.

"Feng'er, you" Wan'er was shocked.

"Okay, since everything has been said, then I won't hide it from you. You're right, my memory has been restored, but what is the relationship between God and God? Although the past has come back, for me, none of this matters, and I don't care anymore. In other words, I, Murong Feng, have long forgotten about you, so you should honestly be your young grandmother in the Zhong family, and I also have my own happiness. Murong Feng said coldly.

However, except for Murong Feng himself, no one knew how painful Murong Feng's heart was at this moment.

"You talk nonsense. Wan'er seemed to be out of control, and shouted loudly at Murong Feng.

"Whatever you want, in short, between us, there is nothing. Murong Feng said, his tone full of desperate coldness.

Wan'er didn't know why the person standing in front of her suddenly became so cold.

At this time, Wan'er suddenly saw the handkerchief in her hand, so Wan'er seemed to see the last straw.

"You said you don't care, okay, then why do you still put this handkerchief in your clothes, Feng'er, I know, you remember, you care, you still think about our late Feng, you still love me. Wan'er cried.

After speaking, Wan'er threw herself into Murong Feng's arms.

At this time, Murong Feng's heart suddenly felt a tingling pain.

Seeing the person she loved the most suffering here, and she was the source of her pain, Murong Feng's heart was really pierced by thousands of arrows.

Wan'er couldn't stop sobbing in Murong Feng's heart.

How many years have passed since such a hug?

Wan'er's long hair was stuck to Murong Feng's face like this.

Murong Feng couldn't help but pick up his hand, thinking about touching Wan'er's shoulder, and then comforting Wan'er well, telling her that he still loved her, telling her not to cry, he would never let her cry again.

However, Murong Feng's hand that was picked up was just a stone's throw away from Wan'er, and it still stopped in mid-air, and after a long pause, it finally took it back.

Because, Murong Feng knew that his words "I will never let Wan'er cry again", even if he could say it, he would never be able to do it.

All I can give Wan'er is more sadness and more tears.

Therefore, Murong Feng knew that at this time, it was time to make a decision.

So, Murong Feng bit it, and then pushed Wan'er away.

Wan'er's eyes were full of fear, however, what Wan'er didn't expect was that more fearful things were still to come.

"Feng'er"

"Well, I'll show you what such a handkerchief means to me. After speaking, Murong Feng was about to snatch the handkerchief from Wan'er's hand.

Seeing that Murong Feng's eyes were red from anger, Wan'er was very worried, so she grabbed the handkerchief tightly, she didn't know what Feng'er was going to do.

Because Wan'er was very hard, Murong Feng did not snatch the handkerchief.

"Give it to me," Murong Feng roared angrily.

"Feng'er" Wan'er looked at Feng'er almost beggingly.

"I repeat, give it to me"

Wan'er still shook her head and clenched the handkerchief tighter.

Murong Feng grabbed Wan'er's wrist, and then forcefully broke Wan'er's palm away.

Because of Murong Feng's strength, Wan'er's delicate skin suddenly turned red.

Looking at Wan'er's painful appearance, Murong Feng knew that he had hurt Wan'er, and similarly, he had also deeply hurt Wan'er's heart.

However, Murong Feng knew that if he was soft-hearted at this time, everything would be useless.

Therefore, Murong Feng was ruthless, and still snatched the handkerchief from Wan'er's hand.

"Feng'er, what are you going to do?" Wan'er at this moment, she couldn't care about the pain in her hand, and asked crying.

Murong Feng didn't say anything, but made a move that Wan'er didn't expect at all.

He took the handkerchief in his hand and tore it vigorously with both hands.

"Feng'er, are you crazy?" Seeing Murong Feng tearing the handkerchief, Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

Murong Feng pushed Wan'er away, and then continued to break the handkerchief.

Back then, the opportunity for this handkerchief was because Wan'er participated in the women's red contest held by Mrs. Zhong, in order to get the precious embroidery thread, so she sewed a handkerchief for Murong Feng, so Wan'er can be said to have put a lot of effort into this handkerchief.

Because this handkerchief was sewn with the embroidery thread that won the award that year, and the quality of this embroidery thread was also excellent, Murong Feng couldn't tear the handkerchief apart for a while.

Wan'er looked at Murong Feng's madness and wanted to cry without tears.

She was stunned, staring at all this blankly, the handkerchief in Murong Feng's hand, gradually deformed, shattered, and twisted.

And Wan'er felt at this moment that what Murong Feng was tearing at the moment was not just that handkerchief, but her own heart.

However, at this moment, Murong Feng didn't feel that he was tearing his heart?

Finally, with Murong Feng's best efforts, the handkerchief turned into a pile of rotten strips of cloth.

Maybe it was because it was too hard, maybe it was because he had gone through too much in his heart, after throwing the fragments of the handkerchief on the ground, Murong Feng felt tired like he had never felt before, and then sat on the ground.

And at this moment, Wan'er was already in the dust, and she didn't know what to say.

Just like that, the two men were silent.

And on the ground, scattered fragments of handkerchiefs.

All the affection, all the memories, and the evening maple were torn apart forever like this handkerchief.

I don't know how long it took, Murong Feng spoke.

"Do you know now? this is my mind, this is my attitude towards the past, this is," Speaking of this, Murong Feng couldn't say any more.

However, he still gritted his teeth and said what he wanted to say: "This is my attitude towards you." ”

After speaking, Murong Feng stood up, and then walked out of the room without looking back.

At the moment when he went out, although Murong Feng was calm and free, no one knew how painful his heart was.

"I'm sorry," Murong Feng muttered.

Obviously, it was said to Wan'er, but Murong Feng was worried that Wan'er would hear it, so he said this sentence very quietly.

Therefore, Wan'er naturally wouldn't hear it, and she naturally wouldn't understand how determined Murong Feng was to act in such a play in front of her.

In this way, Murong Feng left.

In this way, Wan'er's heart was completely empty.

Sitting in an empty room, Wan'er didn't know what to do.

Despair, pain, and grief completely crushed the woman.

In this way, Wan'er sat there stupidly, and there were no tears in her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Wan'er sat up suddenly, and then picked up all the rags scattered on the ground.

That used to be her own hard work, that used to be her own countless nights, stitch by stitch, before she didn't succeed, Wan'er's heart was full of expectations, looking forward to how she would hand it over to Feng'er, how to tell the meaning, how to explain, what Wanfeng was.

However, now, all the hearts and minds, all the depths of love, have been ruthlessly turned into pieces.

Wan'er finally collected all the fragments, and then, held those fragmented pasts in the palm of her hand, at this time, Wan'er really couldn't help her pain, and then, hid her face and cried.

However, it didn't take long for Wan'er to suddenly feel that there was a pair of hands on her shoulders.

This is a pair of very powerful hands, very heavy, but at this moment, Wan'er feels the tenderness and caress in it.

Who is it?

Is Feng'er back?

Is Feng'er going to say to himself that everything just now is a prank, and at this moment, he wants to take his Wan'er away and start their own life from now on?

Thinking of this, Wan'er hurriedly raised her head.

In the tears in his eyes, a figure emerged.

However, this figure is not Feng'er.

It's Zhong Jin.

Zhong Jin looked at the handkerchief in Wan'er's hand and seemed to understand everything.

Because, although the handkerchief was torn, the "evening maple" on it was still clearly visible.

Coupled with Wan'er's tears, Zhong Jin knew everything.

And Wan'er saw that it was not Feng'er, but Zhong Jin, so she cried even more sadly.

"Wan'er" Zhong Jin hugged Wan'er in his arms, stroked Wan'er's hair, and comforted her.

Wan'er was very surprised, why did Zhong Jin call herself Wan'er instead of Ji'e this time?

In fact, Zhong Jin also knew that by now, Wan'er had probably recovered her memory, so everything was over.

"Wan'er, I'm sorry," Zhong Jin said.

Wan'er's heart at the moment was really speechless in pain.

"Wan'er, I don't want to explain the past. I know that I am sorry for you, I should not lie to you, I know, even if it is because of love, but this kind of love is too selfish. So, I know that I am not in a position to ask for your forgiveness," Zhong Jin said, his eyes reddening.

"Wan'er" Zhong Jin held Wan'er's face at this time, then looked at Wan'er's eyes, and said: "The past is a matter of the past, let it pass, I know, you have never had me in your heart, and I also know that it has always been my wishful thinking, but, Wan'er, Murong Feng's attitude, you have also seen that the current situation is really different from the past." ”

Wan'er's tears came down all of a sudden.

"Wan'er" Zhong Jin wiped away Wan'er's tears emotionally, and then said, "Wan'er, from today onwards, I am not dwelling on the past, I know how I should go in the future, so, Wan'er, promise me, you are also a person who is not addicted to the past, let's start again, okay?"

Wan'er looked at Zhong Jin in front of her and burst into tears.