President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Feng Yin fell to the ground, watching Leng Yue and Mr. Xiao surrounded by Leng Yan, at this moment, her ears were buzzing, the sound of tinnitus replaced everything, the dagger fell on the ground, very close at hand, It can't hear any movement.

In my first rebirth, I came here to personally kill the person I love the most...

Is it ridiculous?
Everyone was immersed in great grief, and no one saw the pain and struggle in Feng Yin's eyes, which finally turned into a collapse of despair and spread throughout his body.

She thinks it's good to be a lunatic by herself.

No memory of the past, muddled, unaware of pain, unaware of loss, living a foolish day every day is counted as a day.

Everyone was busy with Leng Yan's affairs, and Shui didn't care about the second person besides Leng Yan. When Leng Yue left the study with the others, he suddenly found that Feng Yin had disappeared... …

"Who was the last to see Feng Yin?"

"Has she left the Chamber of Secrets?"

Cold sweat broke out on Leng Yue's forehead. The elder brother had just had an accident. Could Feng Yin disappear again?
"Second Young Master, Young Master Leng's knife... there is a problem."

At this time, Wei Changhe's voice sounded from downstairs, Leng Yue froze for a moment, and the next moment, he rushed downstairs, giving Xiao Qi instructions while running.

"Go find Fengyin! Hurry up!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Qi got the order to leave quickly.

However, this search took three years.

In three years, more than 1000 days and nights, what has changed and what has not changed, it is difficult to get back on track.

Fengyin seemed to have disappeared from the whole world.

Or maybe she never showed up.

Everything is just a dream of everyone in the Night Palace.

Woke up without her.

Night Palace is Night Palace.

……

Three years later, country x

The blue and white seaside villa is located in the quiet and fresh Love Island in Country X.

It was bought by a Chinese businessman a few years ago, and now it is a private island, and outsiders are not allowed to connect within three kilometers of here.

Who lives on the island and what kind of structure it is, outsiders have no way of knowing.

In the past few years, there were also paparazzi and curious people who wanted to get closer to find out. Without exception, they were found and prosecuted according to the law. Since then, few people have dared to approach this place again.

On the terrace on the top floor of the villa, Chen Weishuang brought the freshly squeezed juice to Feng Yin, and said softly, as if afraid of scaring her, "Have some juice?"

There was no answering sound, only the motion of picking up the cup in a numb manner.

On the sea-sky line, azure blue and pure white are intertwined. Under the balcony in the center of the terrace, on a soft recliner, a slender figure sat there for a long time.

Quietly looking towards the direction of the sea, the casual red dress is dazzling and gorgeous in the sunlight.Even so, it couldn't reflect the sadness and coldness in her eyes.

Chen Weishuang seemed to have long been used to Feng Yin's non-response, seeing that she put it down after only one sip, and tried to persuade her to take a few more sips, but Feng Yin shook his head and refused.

For three years, she seldom spoke, and never said a word if she could replace it with movements and eyes.

The psychiatrist said that she was greatly stimulated, and there were only a few scattered paragraphs left in her past memories. The more she tried to remember, the more she didn't know anything. Later, she simply forgot, and it didn't matter.

The doctor said that this is the sequelae of traumatic stress, but her mental state is far more than PTSD can explain. To put it bluntly, she is now a dangerous mental illness patient, suffering from depression, mania, paranoia. Some kind of disease would break out and lead her to the abyss of destruction.

For her, that was a relief.