In a blink of an eye, the day of the highlight came. Wan Qiliang was called up very early to take a shower and change clothes. Everyone seemed to have a solemn expression on their faces, which made her very suspicious of what they wanted to do today.
Wan Qiliang was asked to wear a pure white dress, which matched her already fair skin. It had an elegant charm, but the problem also lay in this white dress. She didn't know if there was anyone there. She had done some manipulation on it, and the moment she put it on she felt as if she had been given an electric shock all over her body. However, the discomfort quickly disappeared, leaving her thinking it was just an illusion.
"Let's go." Feng Yiyang came to Wan Qiliang. She was the protagonist today, but without his recognition, she was still nothing. Thinking that his sister could wake up again, his tone was unconscious. Much softer.
If not so many things had happened, or if Wan Qiliang was just an ordinary little girl, she might have believed that Feng Yiyang was a good relative, and even called him uncle after finding out his identity. Unfortunately, all assumptions None of this will happen, and she will only have one family member left. Fortunately, she is not alone yet.
Wan Qiliang followed Feng Yiyang unhurriedly to the front hall. He first met the head of the Feng clan. Even though Feng Mingwei was no longer the clan leader, his former majesty still spoke volumes. , but Wan Qiliang didn't like that his gaze on her was too calculating. She was indeed a chess piece, but not everyone could control it. It's not like she hadn't thought about the death of both jade and stone, but she was very selfish. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to see her biological mother’s expression when she saw her
After Feng Yiyang brought Wan Qiliang to meet Feng Mingwei, he took her to Feng Yiyan's room. Although she didn't know what was said between the two people, she could clearly feel that Feng Yiyang's aura was chaotic. Okay, it seems ginger is still spicy.
Feng Yiyan was still lying on the bed lifelessly. To be honest, Wan Qiliang had considered whether Feng Yiyan's current situation would be her future situation. As a living dead, enjoying someone's love and helplessness. Endless loneliness.
"Lie down next to her." It was obvious that Feng Yiyang didn't want to be careless in this matter, so Wan Qiliang had no choice but to do as he was told. Even if the two of them were lying on the same bed, it would still be more than enough. .
In the following process, Wan Qiliang was both a witness and a party. He watched helplessly as Feng Yiyang inserted the needle into his skin, and the other end was naturally connected to Feng Yiyan. This was a situation he had only seen in ancient medical books. This moment is actually happening to me, and this feeling is always indescribably weird.
The pain was a very small part, just watching her blood flow into another person's body. You must know that if it continues at this speed, if it doesn't stop for a while, I'm afraid she will only become a mummy.
Feng Yiyang looked at Feng Yiyan's gradually rosy cheeks and muttered something. He didn't know what he was talking about, but it seemed to have created a barrier for them. Wan Qiliang could vaguely see a barrier covering her and Feng Yiyan. on her body, but she didn't expect that she would gradually lose consciousness.
Wan Qiliang's blood is just an opportunity. Whether Feng Yiyan can wake up depends on herself. Feng Yiyang knows that her sister may not want to wake up, but she will be willing to see her daughter die because of saving her. At the cost of a life? He is gambling, and whether he can win or not depends on fate.
Wan Qiliang didn't know what kind of place she was exiled to this time. Feng Yiyang always liked to create such surprises for her. Should she thank him for his 'understanding'? I'm afraid that's not entirely the case.
"Are you my daughter?" came a long female voice. Wan Qiliang's statement that he wasn't scared was definitely a lie. Anyone who suddenly made a sound from behind would give people the feeling of being caught off guard, not to mention that they were still there. Under such an environment, Wan Qiliang did not miss the content of her words, daughter? Then my daughter.
Wan Qiliang turned around and saw a face that was exactly the same as Feng Yiyan. In other words, the person in front of him was Feng Yiyan, except that his feet did not touch the ground and the whole person was suspended in the air.
"Probably." Wan Qiliang wanted to answer 'no'. She may not be able to figure out her identity now. It's as if who she is was arranged by Feng Yiyang. In the first half of her life, she was Wan Qiliang, and later in her life she was Wan Qiliang. What kind of person will he become in half his life
"I didn't expect that I would be able to see you again. This is the first time I have seen you since you were born." Feng Yiyan's self-deprecating tone made Wan Qiliang feel a little uncomfortable for no reason. Could it be that this has something to do with blood ties? relation? Wan Qiliang has long since longed for so-called family affection, and Feng Yiyan may not be able to give it to herself.
"I saw you when you were in a coma." She has the same pale face, but it is easy to tell from her expression that she is a gentle person. Even her words are soft-spoken. No wonder Feng Yiyang has feelings for her. Unusual feelings.
"Brother really worked hard." He knew clearly that he didn't want to wake up, but he still wanted to use his daughter as a bait to get himself hooked. She had been asleep for so long, but his brother still had no intention of letting her go.
Wan Qiliang nodded. Although he was not sure what the sarcasm in Feng Yiyan's tone was for, the use of the word 'painstakingly' to Feng Yiyang did not hurt him at all. He had been planning it since she was born. , should she say that his thoughtfulness might even cost her her life? But all of this is because I don't know people well. If I hadn't gotten to know Feng Yiyang at that time, I'm afraid I would have to forcefully tie her up now. After all, she is still very useful.
"How have you been doing after so many years?" Feng Yiyan may want to be a qualified mother more than anyone else in the world, but her identity and love destined her to not have such qualifications, so she would rather choose She wanted to escape and didn't want to see her child's resentful eyes, but Feng Yiyan found that it was difficult to find resentment in Wanqiliang, because in her eyes, she didn't have a mother at all. She was just a stranger, a stranger related by blood.
"If Feng Yiyang hadn't disrupted the situation, I think I would have lived a good life." With someone she loves and someone who loves herself, Wan Qiliang doesn't really ask for much in this life, but if someone gives her such a wish, Wouldn't it be too cruel to deprive it
"I'm sorry." Under what circumstances would a mother apologize to her child? According to common sense, this should not happen. Even Wan Qiliang, who claims to be cold-blooded, feels a little unbearable in her heart, but she doesn't know what she can say to forgive her even if she opens her mouth. From what perspective do you stand when talking about forgiveness with Feng Yiyan? They just don't have the fate to be mother and daughter, what else can they say
"There's nothing I'm sorry for, but I hope you can help me get out of here. Can you even help me solve Feng Yiyang's problem?"
"Don't worry, my brother won't make things difficult for you anymore." Feng Yiyan thought that maybe there was only so much she could do for her daughter. Such a polite tone would be strange to ordinary people, right? But if she was too close to her, it would be even more abnormal, but I don't know if they will have the chance to meet again in the future.
"Thank you." Wan Qiliang really has no experience in getting along with elders. Bai Qingyan and Wan Qisheng are not elders in her eyes. At least they have never fulfilled their responsibilities as parents. Even their deaths have not done anything to her. What impact does it have, but Feng Yiyan is still a little different after all. At least she can feel the care and caution coming from her, but this kind of relationship is actually sad enough.
Feng Yiyan nodded slightly. As the most talented daughter-in-law of the Feng clan, if she was serious, even Feng Yiyang might not be her opponent. She was so cowardly before, she lost her husband and her daughter. She even lost herself. Since God gave her a chance to make amends, she would definitely take advantage of it and never let anyone interfere with the happiness she wanted.
Wan Qiliang was surprised by the change in Feng Yiyan's momentum, but remembering Feng Yiyang's previous compliments to her, could it be true that adversity can inspire a person's fighting spirit? But is it too late? If she could have been so brave back then, would her growth have been normal? Even if I don't survive now.
Now that the mother and daughter have reached an agreement, it is no longer the turn of others to bully her. Feng Yiyan has been sleeping in her own world for these years, forcing herself not to think about those messy things, but the appearance of her daughter has no impact on her. It is a great encouragement to her. Without her husband, she at least still has a daughter. Although her daughter does not recognize her now, she believes that one day, her daughter will be willing to call her "mother" and become a mother. Naturally, Feng Yiyan's duty is to protect her daughter. Although this look has nothing in common with her or him, Feng Yiyan also knows the reason. Before she appeared in front of Wan Qiliang, he took advantage of her confusion to steal her memory. The original face was at least 70% similar to his, but he could never see it again. Some regrets.
Thinking back then, they had loved each other so much, but they were destined to separate in the end. She didn't want her past to happen to her daughter. She spent the pain of losing her beloved in deep sleep, but now that she thought about it, her heart felt... There is still a faint pain in the position. I have fallen in love with such a person in my life. That kind of love that is deep in the bones cannot be forgotten. Similarly, some hatred will not disappear with the passage of time...