Chapter 2671 Finale (Part 2) Lifelike

"It's okay." Feng Jin said, watching him put on his shoes. If she were a teenager, she would definitely squat down and hug him and cry bitterly, but now, she can't.

In the situation where the enemy is hidden and we are in the light, if she does this, it means losing her mind and everything.

He can keep the appearance of 20 years ago, and I don't know if it is a trap. If it is him, he will not forget her even if he risks his life. At this moment, he calls her "sister". Although her appearance is no longer young, Feng Jin is naturally beautiful and looks only in her thirties...

"I'll go get you medicine." Lian Shaozhu was a little at a loss, especially her burning eyes, which made him a little panic.

He has lived here alone for many years. The first woman he saw was Gu Chuyan. He didn't expect Feng Jin to break in. He felt that she was familiar, but he felt very depressed and had the urge to escape.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Feng Jin stood there, watching his figure fleeing in panic.

Feng Jin stood there, her hands clenched into fists, her nails piercing into her flesh, blood seeping into her nails, she suddenly laughed out loud, but her laughter could not hide her bitterness and sadness, she had been looking for you for so many years.

"I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be brought here by them, and... forget me." Feng Jin said softly.

She turned and left, blood slid down the palm of her hand that was scratched by her own nails, she stepped on the grass in her embroidered shoes, the blood gushed out and dyed her shoes red, and just as she turned around, Master Lian ran over with medicine.

"Don't." Master Lian watched her body shaky and fall on the grass, he strode forward and hugged her.

Feng Jin fell into his arms, she looked up at him, anxious and flustered, reached out and touched his jade-like handsome face, and said, "Don't be sad."

"I don't like to see you sad." Feng Jin said, her palm was full of blood, and her touch on his face was stained with blood.

Feng Jin was a little panicked, and wiped the blood with her sleeve, but the more she wiped, the more blood spread, and she couldn't wipe it clean. She was anxious and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Who are you?" Lian Shaozhu looked at her panic, wanted to cry but held back, the love in his eyes was true, but he was confused, how could this woman who appeared out of thin air disturb his heart.

He took off her shoes and stopped the bleeding for her.

Lian Shaozhu sprinkled the medicine on her wound, and the originally deep wound suddenly stopped bleeding, and the scar gradually healed. This scene happened too fast, and Lian Fengjin didn't have time to see it clearly.

"You are lonely here, right?" Feng Jin asked.

Lian Shaozhu was a little at a loss. After stopping the bleeding for her, he put her on the ground and fled.

"Who is she?" Lian Shaozhu ran back, washed his face, and watched the clear water dyed red with blood. He looked at himself reflected in the water and poured the water out in pain.

He walked into the painting room and looked at the paintings he had drawn in the past. His eyes were fixed on a certain place. He walked forward and said, "The same expression."

"Hiss." The young master Lian looked at the portrait and felt a severe headache. He covered his head and turned to hide aside. His originally black hair gradually turned pale. He hid and did not dare to look out.

Feng Jin followed him and walked in to see the room full of portraits. She choked a little, as if a fish bone was stuck in her throat.

"This is..." Feng Jin looked at each painting. There were scenes when she first met him, and sometimes when he turned when they quarreled. Some she even forgot, but the paintings vividly presented their original appearance.