It was cold yesterday in Shahua on the other side

Gu Yuqi looked at the two of them strangely, but didn't ask any further questions.

"Qi Qi, can you accompany me to Puyan Temple?" Jing Luxi asked cautiously.

Looking at her pleading expression, he couldn't bear to refuse, and said, "Jin, let's go together."

Feng Jinge has always disliked lively places, and was about to refuse.

"Aqi, since you don't want to, you don't have to force it." The words were addressed to Gu Yuqi, but Chen Mohan glanced at Feng Jinge intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's not as serious as you said." Gu Yuqi looked at Feng Jinge who had a strange expression, "Jin, what's wrong?"

"Fu Shi, I'll go with you." What's wrong with him, Feng Jin Ge, just like this.

Chen Mohan jumped off the railing, "Then let's go."

There were crowds of people on the street, Gu Yuqi was afraid that Jinglu would get lost, so he took her hand, "Don't let go."

Jing Luluo's heart warmed up, "Yeah." Gu Yuqi's hand was very big, just enough to hold her small hand.

Feng Jinge was pushed around by people, and after a while, Gu Yuqi was no longer visible, and was distressed, "Don't lose it." Chen Mohan grabbed his hand and protected him on his chest.

"Here we are." Let go of Feng Jinge's hand, "Follow me." Chen Mohan stepped forward, looked at the anxious Gu Yuqi in the distance, and shouted, "Ah Qi!"

"Jin, I thought I lost you." Gu Yuqi ran over.

Feng Jinge smiled and said, "Isn't this lost?"

"You. Go, go in." Gu Yuqi took his hand.

Feng Jinge withdrew her hand indiscriminately, "There are few people here, so I won't lose them."

In the temple, Jing Luzhen knelt in front of the Buddha statue, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a pious wish.

Jing Luxue stood up, "Fu Qi, let's meet Master Fu Kong."

"Yeah. Jin, you stay here and wait for me for a while." Mother has always loved worshiping the Buddha, and often brought him to see Master Fukong for guidance. Since he came to Puyan Temple, it's better to go to see him.

Feng Jinge walked into the Buddhist hall, many pilgrims had already left here, only the crisp beating sound of wooden fish remained in the Buddhist hall.Feng Jinge looked at the Buddha statue and said, "May they all be well."

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Chen Mohan leaned against the door frame and squinted at him.

Feng Jinge walked out the door, "I don't believe it. I just want peace of mind."

A young monk came over, "Two benefactors, Mr. Gu asked the young monk to tell you that they will stay here for a long time, and let you go back to the residence first."

Feng Jinge bowed to him, "Thank you little master."

"Two walk slowly."

In the hot summer, the golden water flowers are in full bloom.

"What is this?" Feng Jinge stared at the flowers in the river.

"The name of the flower is Fuqu." Chen Mohan stretched out his hand and picked one off, lightly scratching his index finger with his thumbnail, a drop of dark red blood fell into the tender yellow stamen, and the petals were instantly dyed a coquettish blood red.Chen Mohan put it in front of Feng Jinge, "Beauty is beauty, but it is indeed poisonous."

"It's amazing." Feng Jinge's eyes didn't fall on the Fuqu, but looked into the dark green. It was obviously cold, with a calmness that didn't match his age, but there was a bit of struggle in his narrow and deep eyes. With pain, the smile does not reach the eyes.Feng Jinge's hands covered his cold face, "Aren't you tired?"

Chen Mohan was startled, looking at those clear red eyes, like a lotus in his hand.He quickly suppressed the emotion in his eyes. "Let's go." Let go of that Duo Fuqu.

Feng Jinge picked it up with her slender hands, "It can't live without water, Young Master Chen, how can you live without heart?"

Chen Mohan in front stopped in his tracks, "If you don't want to die, can you live if you have the heart?"

"Jing Ge doesn't know." Walking to his side.

"Chen Mohan."

"Feng Jinge." The young man smiled.

The two walked together, Feng Jinge was not a man of few words, and he spoke a lot along the way.He loves those eyes, and loves that person even more.He could read the loneliness in that person's eyes, like a cold pool without knowing the depth.

"Brother, dad!" Feng Jinge saw the person at the gate of Nightmare Moon Palace and hurried over.

"Little guy, are you having fun?" Qi Yue's gloomy face dissipated when she saw his bright smile.

Qi Yingxuan couldn't hide the emotion in his eyes, "Smile, I have to go back to the other shore."

"Father?" Feng Jinge looked like he was seeing him for the first time.

Qi Yingxuan hugged him tightly, "Jin'er."

Encircling Qi Yingxuan with her small arms, "Daddy, Jin'er will go back with brother, don't worry, Jin'er will be obedient."

"Really?" Qi Yingxuan kissed his forehead.

Feng Jinge smiled, "Well, Jin'er will also take good care of mother."

"Okay, Daddy's letter to Jin'er. Xiaoer, tell your mother or not, you can decide for yourself." Seeing Qi Yuexiao nodded heavily, Qi Yingxuan left.

Feng Jinge looked at Qi Yue and smiled, "Brother, go home."

"Okay." Qi Yue smiled and took his hand.

Sichen lives inside.

Feng Wuxiu burst into tears.

"Mother...," Qi Yue couldn't bear to laugh as she looked at Feng Wuxiu who was crying so hard.

"Xiaoyi, it's mother's fault. Mother shouldn't be so willful and insist on pestering your father."

"Mother, if you really want to say this, don't you want to blame father for loving mother too much?" Qi Yue wiped her tears with a smile, "It would be fine if it was Xiaoyi."

"Nonsense, whether it's you or Xiao Er, mother is not willing." Feng Wuxiu looked at the child who was already much taller than herself, "Xiao Yi, can you promise mother something?"

"Mother, tell me."

"You didn't say anything to mother tonight."

"I see."

After exiting the room, Qi Yue took a weak step with a smile.

"Laugh." Yu Qianfan jumped in front of Qi Yuexiao, looked into his dull eyes, "What's wrong?"

"What should I do, Fan..." Qi Yue laughed and burst into tears like a child.

Yu Qianfan hugged him, "Laughing..." I've never seen him cry, and he always smiles in that leisurely manner, what happened?

Feng Jinge waited in the room for a long time but did not see Qi Yue smiling back. When she was worried, a person appeared in front of him, "Are you free?"

"Yes, what are you doing here?"

"Then go out with me." Before Feng Jinge agreed, she wrapped her arms around his waist, flew out of the house, and came to the edge of Fuqu Pond in the morning after a few ups and downs.

Feng Jinge, who wanted to reprimand him for making his own way, was unable to speak when he saw the indescribable pain in his eyes.Under the willow tree, a few empty jars fell to the ground, and Feng Jinge noticed the smell of alcohol all over his body.

Chen Mohan turned his back to him, "Jing Ge, you're right. I'm really tired." Picking up a jar of wine, he poured it into his mouth.

Seeing him sitting unsteadily by the tree, Feng Jinge could tell that he was in a bad mood.

Chen Mohan looked at him.

Feng Jinge untied her hairband, three thousand black hairs scattered on her body, and looked at herself with pity in her long and narrow eyes.Feng Jinge's snow-white robe fluttered wantonly in the wind, and the water sleeves revealed his fat-like wrists when he danced, and the black silk swayed like a waterfall with his movements.At night, the Fuqu exudes a white light, which makes him unreal, and his smoke-like eyes are noble.Between the white clothes and the hair, there was a bit of loneliness on his face.The dancing posture is light, and it seems that it wants to exhaust the prosperity and loneliness in one turn.Chen Mohan didn't know if he was hallucinating or not. In his dance, he seemed to hear the crisp and sweet bells, a phoenix that was beautiful on a high place was expressing its loneliness without losing a trace of luxury.

"The dance name is Huangling." Feng Jinge walked towards him slowly.

Is it the legendary Huangling Dance?It turns out that you can dance without a bell. "Thank you."

"No matter how proud a phoenix is, it may not be lonely."

Chen Mohan smiled, "A child can teach an adult."

"How old are you?" Feng Jinge asked unconvinced.

"Sixteen." Chen Mohan didn't touch the wine in hand again, but the dance just now swept away a lot of unhappiness in his heart.

Feng Jinge sat down beside him, "I'm twelve."

Chen Mohan put his hand on his head, "Yes, kid."

"Why are you sad?" There was still a lot of sadness in his eyes.

"I don't know." Why can you understand it?Chen Mohan chuckled, but he was just a 12-year-old child.

Feng Jinge pulled down his collar, and her pink lips touched his.

Chen Mo Han and dark green eyes stared at him, and the warmth on his lips made him tremble.

"When mother is angry and sad, that's what father does." Feng Jinge said.

"Your parents are husband and wife." Chen Mohan said dumbfounded.

Feng Jinge frowned, "Can't Jinge do it?"

"Yes, but only to me." Chen Mohan looked at the person in front of him.

"Why?" Feng Jinge asked curiously.

"Because you kissed me first."

"kiss?"

Chen Mohan patted his head, "Don't you want to?"

Seeing that he didn't explain, Feng Jinge didn't ask any more questions, he didn't hate Chen Mohan, but also wanted to comfort him, "Yes."

His answer destined the fate of the two to be entangled in this life.