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He knew that Mu Yunjin was waiting for an explanation from him.

However, he also knew that he had nothing to explain.

"Won't you tell me something?"

Mu Yunjin smiled, leaning her straight legs against the wall, casting a slightly thin shadow.

The still gentle singing voices of the women in the building came out, one sentence of joy and one sentence of sadness.

"What else do I have to say?"

Feng Yao smiled bleakly, his eyes were full of heartlessness, and there was deep despair.

Mu Yunjin really wanted to rush up and beat Feng Yao up, so that he might feel much better and wouldn't feel as painful as being grabbed.

"I thought you would at least give me an explanation."

At least, I will keep this feeling.

But obviously, Mu Yunjin was disappointed.

"I don't feel it anymore."

"..."

"I do not like you."

"..."

"Are these enough?"

Feng Yao raised his head, his eyes were determined and indifferent.

"Not enough, then I will continue, I—"

"No need. I'll give you the letter of divorce, and we won't have any disputes in the future."

These are enough, they have already hurt him badly, what is not enough.

Mu Yunjin didn't look at Feng Yao again, turned around and walked away.

The rain started to fall, not very heavy, but the kind of lingering rain.

Feng Yao's hands trembled uncontrollably, he stared at Mu Yunjin as he left step by step, without any worries in the rain.

Yunjin, from now on they will all go their own way, don't get involved anymore, don't have any more feelings...

"Ugh-"

Until Fengyao watched Mu Yunjin disappear, he let out a groan, and knelt down on the ground weakly, letting the rain fall harder and harder, wet his hair, his face, and his whole body.

"Yunjin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this."

"I've always been yours alone..."

"It's always been..."

"But, I'm not good enough for you..."

It was never good enough.

Although he is weak and weak, his hands are covered with blood. When the woman caught him, his usually gentle eyes became terrified, and he realized that the identity of the Feng family cannot be made public.

Feng Yao tried his best to evaporate the moisture in his eyes, but the icy cold rain dripped mercilessly in his eyes, making him ache.

He thought that as long as he was careful, Yunjin would not find anything.

It's just that when Mu Yunjin touched his body that night, he felt afraid.What he wanted to hide, what he was afraid of being seen by Mu Yunjin, would destroy the relationship between them.

He was afraid that Mu Yunjin would also hate him...

However, he didn't even have the courage to confess, as long as he thought of those who died in his hands, those grievances, fears, and panics, they had already pushed him to the edge of the precarious cliff, and only Mu Yunjin is alone.

"I do not want to hurt you……"

The young man choked with sobs, he lowered his head, he knew that Mu Yunjin had already left, with all the exhaustion and scars that he bestowed on him.

It's not that he doesn't trust him, he just can't afford to gamble.

No matter how tolerant Mu Yunjin was, he was still afraid, afraid that Mu Yunjin would leave him if he knew the truth...

Therefore, it is better to let him end this relationship with his own hands.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Fengyao knelt there, crying.

Pedestrians on the street ran away in a hurry, only the sound of the rain drowning their hearing.

Feng Yao pursed his lips, allowing himself to be drenched by the rain, he lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and the unconcealable sadness radiated from his bones.

Feng Yi walked over holding an oil-paper umbrella.He stood beside Fengyao, using an umbrella to cover Fengyao from the rain, but he didn't help him, letting Fengyao mess around in the rain.

"You do this, don't you regret it?"

Feng Yao raised his head like a wooden man, his movements were sluggish, and even his eyes were gray.

"Brother, I regret it. I regret it from the time I planned to do it."

"But what can I regret, I can only let go..."

"Why don't you just say it straight, Mu Yunjin will understand you."

"..." Feng Yao shook his head, and he smiled sadly, "I can't afford to bet...Brother, are you the same? You are devoted to that person, but he just doesn't accept you..."

Unusual, Feng Yi also fell silent, the two of them remained silent in the rain.

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"Don't throw it away."

Feng Yao's face was pale, and his eyes darkened when he watched the housekeeper arrange for someone to clean up his room but wanted to remove the things that belonged to Mu Yunjin.

"Get out, don't touch anything in this room!"

Several attendants who were busy moving things were surprised to see the usually gentle Second Young Master lose his temper.

The butler hurriedly let the attendants go out, but he was sent out to close the door.

Feng Yao staggered to the side of the bed, hugging Mu Yunjin's clothes in his arms, the familiar smell lingered on the tip of his nose, making him want to cry.

This is something Yunjin did not take away.

Only these things are left.

I don't know what's wrong with Yunjin now?

Feng Yao's eyes were dim, he made Mu Yunjin misunderstand him, now that Mu Yunjin has left, but he didn't send him the letter of divorce, his mood is both happy and indescribably sad, the happy thing is that their relationship is still intact. There is no break, and the uncomfortable thing is that my goal has not been achieved.

In this entanglement, within a month, Feng Yao, who had been sick for countless times, hid in his room and was sentimental, looked at Mu Yunjin's things with a wry smile, and occasionally rode a horse to the outside of the city alone, but in the grass Crying like a child there.

Knowing this, Feng Yi didn't pay attention to it, he still took care of Feng Yao like Mu Yunjin had never been to Feng's house before, and then disappeared alone for a few days.

Fengyao knew that his brother was struggling because of that person, so he just smiled slightly. If he and Mu Yunjin couldn't be together, it would be fine for his brother to be with that person, but the three monsters stayed at Feng's house. won't it change?

The more he thought about it, the darker Feng Yao's eyes became. He began to dream that his brother was not with that person, and then dreamed that he killed Mu Yunjin and brought him back to Feng's house.

The real feeling in the dream made him very scared, but excited involuntarily.

Mu Yunjin died in his hands, the feeling of blood splattering on his face.

He became more and more weird in his dream, he even opened his mouth and swallowed his beloved Mu Yunjin into his stomach.

He was smiling alone in his dream, crying freely, so that he could be together forever, without having to see this person again, for disgust.

However, when he woke up, he hid at the foot of the bed again, with a pale face and silent tears.

His whole body was going to be driven crazy by endless thoughts.

First it was unbearable grief, then it became a breakdown, and finally a person was calm.

No one noticed his abnormality.

Where Mu Yunjin once left traces, Feng Yao would stand there for a long time, showing that kind of gentle smile alone, his eyes became more and more gentle and darker at the same time.

Now his whole body is like a piece of paper, weak and unappealing.

Feng Yi couldn't stop his younger brother's change, and the proud Danfeng rolled his eyes. After so long, he didn't know what happened to Mu Yunjin, so why not let Feng Yao go find Mu Yunjin.

Even if it was a corpse that was brought back.

He smiled strangely, looking at Fengyao with pampering eyes again.

It's just that other things are mixed in this pampering.

The author has something to say: I don't plan to delay the plot anymore, == I feel that I have lost all the cute points, I plan to finish it quickly, and concentrate on saving the manuscript in the second half of the year.