Jun Mohan's sigh of longing made Feng Sujin's heart tremble. She missed him too. Without him, she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.
Feng Sujin wanted to say I miss you too, but her lips moved and she suppressed it. It was better to wait for him to come back and say this miss than on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Feng Sujin held the phone and could feel her heart beating. She really missed her Mr. Jun.
Habits are actually quite scary. She used to be used to falling asleep in his arms at night. Recently, it was common for him to go down there for inspections and not come back for two or three days. Every night, she would miss him and miss him. embrace.
Feng Sujin thought and took a deep breath. Now is not the time to think about this.
She hurried back to the ward and saw her father sitting by the bed, seemingly waiting for her quietly.
"Dad, I..."
Feng Sujin didn't even know how to explain her martial arts skills to her father.
Before she could say anything, Feng Yiyue interrupted her and sighed: "My daughter has grown up and is so outstanding now."
Feng Sujin looked at her father's expression, her eyes widened, "Dad, can you accept my martial arts skills?"
Feng Yiyue nodded lovingly and sighed, "It used to be my father's fault. He always wanted to keep you safe. Now I feel that in this world, only by being strong and stronger can we protect ourselves." , Dad hopes that my daughter can protect herself, and I hope you will become stronger. As for martial arts... "
Speaking of this, Feng Yiyue paused for a moment, his eyes full of reminiscence and nostalgia, "Jin'er, do you still remember the Fei Hua Wu that your mother gave you when you were a child?"
When Feng Sujin heard her father's words, she suddenly thought of the past.
She was about ten years old at the time, and her mother taught her to practice dance, saying that the flying flower dance was the most beautiful. She had to practice various basic skills, such as squatting, handstands, spinning...
At that time, there was a tree in the yard at home. When the flowers fell in the spring, she would take the flowers and practice the flower dance. The whole yard was covered with petals. It was so good and beautiful at that time, and their family was in harmony.
Feng Yiyue and Feng Sujin both missed their home at that time. After a while, Feng Yiyue interrupted the memory and said, "Jin'er, actually that is a set of exercises, suitable for you to use silver needles as weapons to protect yourself."
Listening to her father's words, Feng Sujin opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "Dad, tell me, you said it was a set of exercises? Not a dance? This... how is this possible?"
Feng Yiyue sighed and said: "It was my father's fault in the past. Your mother taught you martial arts. I always felt that the girl's family couldn't live a normal life because of fighting and killing. Dad didn't agree with it. I thought I could protect you." With my sister, I didn’t expect…”
Feng Yiyue said, a little apologetically. If he had told his daughter earlier, she would have suffered less.
Feng Sujin's head buzzed. She remembered that when she was young, many things her mother taught her were useful now. Her mother taught her how to identify the natural environment, how to live in the wild, taught her astronomy and geography, and also There are things like building dirt walls and playing with dirt in the yard, and interacting with birds... Even dancing is a skill
As she thought about it, her face changed, "Dad, what is mom's identity?"
She remembered that once when she was fighting with Mrs. Feng, Mrs. Feng said that the assassination was related to her mother, that her mother's identity was unknown, and that it was related to her father.
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