The ground was very soft, as if she was walking on Seaweed. She held Feng Yulin's hand and said, "this soil... no wonder this flower can grow. "
The corners of Feng Yulin's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes. "This soil was made by my mother. Her superpower has this. Come with me. "
His big hand was very warm, and Ling Jue could feel his faint excitement.
She followed him forward. The forest under the moonlight was much brighter, as if it was a fairy tale kingdom with a mysterious story.
There were epiphyllum flowers along the way, which gradually began to wither.
Ling Jue followed him and walked on the soil. Her heart always moved along with him.
"here... " all of a sudden, she felt that the spiritual energy was somewhat dense, and a dense fog appeared in front of her, as if it had enveloped the entire forest.
"This was their favorite place in the past. "
Ling Jue saw a small bamboo house. Feng Yulin brought her inside. There were many night-luminescent pearls hanging on the small door outside, and they were somewhat dim at this moment.
The door and windows looked a little old. Feng Yulin miraculously took out something from his hand and inserted it into her hair.
Ling Jue was a little puzzled. He reached out to touch it. It was a Mahogany hairpin with some rich spiritual energy.
"This is my gift to you. " Feng Yulin kissed her lightly and looked at the small bamboo house. "Do you want to go in and take a look? "
This was the only memory they left him. Many years ago, he didn't want to touch this memory again, but now he missed it a little.
At that time, he was afraid to see this and feel even more lonely.
Now, there was someone beside him who wanted to tell her everything about himself and share it with her.
"Okay. " Ling Jue held his hand tightly and walked in. The dust was blowing in his face, and there were some spider webs hanging on the pillar.
Feng Yulin let go of Ling Jue and walked forward, opening the window.
Ling Jue looked at the table. There were all four treasures in the study, and there were paintings on the wall. There were both men and women.
As for women, they were devastatingly beautiful.
This was the first time Ling Jue had seen such a beautiful woman. The painting did not weaken her spiritual energy, but rather, it made her look even more perfect. It could be seen how much emotion the person who painted the painting had poured into her.
She also knew that the woman was Feng Yulin's mother, and the man was his father.
The person who painted the painting should be his father.
Feng Yulin did not speak all this while. His eyes looked at the painting on the wall, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes.
"speaking of which, I have lived for so long. I was born again at the age of an adult, but I met two such good people. In my heart, I also yearn for a home... "
"Little Jue, I hope you can have your home too. "
Ling Jue nodded and hugged his waist. "Yes, I've already decided to confess to Zhong Lihuang. "
"That's not what I'm talking about. " Feng Yulin's slender fingers lifted her chin. "I'm talking about our home. "
Ling Jue stared at him seriously. After a moment, a smirk appeared in his eyes. "Are you proposing? And this is a keepsake? "
Ling Jue looked at the hairpin on his hair. It seemed that giving hairpins to men was no longer popular in this era.
In ancient times, men only gave hairpins to women. Now, it seemed that they were giving rings to women.
"Then, do you agree? " His eyes were full of amorous feelings.
Ling Jue pushed him away and ran out. "If you don't agree, you're too insincere. "
Feng Yulin chased after him. "Then what do I need to do to be sincere? "
"beat me first. "
"Then let's not get married. Let's just be together forever. "
"Why? "
"because I can't bear to bully you. "