"Is it because of Mo Zhi?" Mu Chenxiao instinctively thought of the man, "Do you feel guilty about him?"

"No, it has nothing to do with him." Feng Qingcheng frowned and said, "This is an intuition... As for why there is such intuition, I don't know."

"Then we..." Mu Chenxiao said a little angry: "I don't understand where you came from, but I know that you can't get married without me?"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes flashed, his eyelashes trembled and jumped, and the color of doubt filled Moran's black pupils.

"I have no idea……"

Mu Chenxiao suddenly slapped the carriage heavily and said in a deep voice: "You have never planned to marry me, have you?"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes trembled, "Don't ask me again, okay?"

Mu Chenxiao slowly closed his eyes, "Is there something wrong with us?"

"No..." Feng Qingcheng vetoed, "In my heart, you are still you, but like you and you cannot marry you, they are all subconscious, just like I don't know why I like you, and I don't know why I can't marry you..."

"Do you know..." A faint sadness suddenly appeared in Mu Chenxiao's voice: "Since I met you again, I always feel that I will lose you. Maybe one day, you will suddenly leave me... just like the first time..."

In his expression, there was unprecedented helplessness and confusion, "I don't know what to do to truly retain you."

"I will not leave you again..." Feng Qingcheng quietly held his fingertips: "Unless you don't want me."

"I won't want you," Mu Chenxiao held her hand tightly, raised his eyes to meet her eyes: "Unless I die."

...

When I returned to Beiyuan again, Feng Qingcheng felt like he was a different life.

The ancestor of the Su family, her so-called grandmother, had long passed away from illness, and the Su family was not as prosperous as before.

Especially when he looked at the backyard where he had lived in the past and raised his hand to brush the thick dust on it, Feng Qingcheng's heart became more and more sad.

"Time flies, but in the blink of an eye, life has been fleeting for decades and fleeting in a flash. Why bother with those things outside of your body, fame and fortune?"

Hailan was also sad and sighed sadly: "If the master was still alive, the lady would not have lived here for so many years..."

"By the way," Feng Qingcheng's heart suddenly moved, and he turned his eyes to look at Hailan: "Do you know the house where my parents lived before their death?"

"I know, later the old man was afraid that you would not be taken care of, so he sold the house and took you over..."

"Let's go and have a look," Feng Qingcheng seemed to be on a whim, "Look at where my parents lived."

"Ah?" Hailan suddenly looked puzzled: "Isn't it suitable? It's been sold for decades, and I'm afraid it's already changed. Besides, there are people living in them..."

...

In fact, the Feng family’s old house was also in the capital, but Feng Qingcheng was not a free person at that time, so he had never been there before.

Looking at the unfamiliar house in front of him, Feng Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!