Although Feng Sujin told Jun Mohan in her heart that she was fine now and would come back after a while, it was impossible for Jun Mohan to let such a separation go.
No matter where she is, he will find her.
All his patience has been worn out these days, and his only thought is to find Feng Sujin and put her in his sight.
He never gave up on his previous search, which was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Now that he had a clue, how could he let it be broken like this.
Jun Mohan held the envelope with his slender, jade-like fingers. His bones were so sharp that his veins were about to jump. He sighed into the void, "Ajin, you are so cruel!"
He was so cruel that he never came back. There was only one letter, but it couldn't relieve the pain of lovesickness at all.
He didn't even believe everything she said in her letter. If it was really good, why not come back
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Feng Sujin was sitting on a stone bench somewhere in the mountains of the Dongfu tribe, feeling the winter wind.
Although she couldn't see clearly these days, she had become familiar with the surrounding terrain. She would come out and sit for a while every day.
She could hear people in the tribe not far away preparing to celebrate the New Year, which was very lively.
But her heart became more and more lonely, as if she was the only one in the world.
She used to have Jun Mohan, but now she can only think about him but cannot return to him.
She could only keep recalling every bit of their time together in her mind. The more she recalled it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she missed her so much.
Feng Sujin felt a little cold on her face, and when she touched it, she found that she was crying.
"why cry?"
When Feng Sujin heard the voice, she knew it was Lu Xiyan and quickly wiped away her tears, "Why are you back?"
"Why are you crying, are you thinking about him?"
Feng Sujin knew that he was Jun Mohan in Lu Xiyan's mouth.
"I... I don't want to be like this, but I can't help but miss him."
"Since you miss him so much, tell him to come back to him."
Feng Sujin quickly shook her head, "No, I can't. Me like this will only drag him down. Wait for me... wait until my eyes heal."
"If it takes too long, aren't you worried that he will forget you and be with someone else?"
Feng Sujin's heart ached so much that tears fell down. She wiped the back of her hand and said, "As long as he is good, as long as he is happy, that's fine..."
What Feng Sujin said later was very difficult and painful. Even if she didn't want to, she only wished the other party well.
After Feng Sujin finished speaking, she suddenly heard a long sigh in the air.
"who?"
Feng Sujin couldn't see with her eyes, but her ears were extremely sensitive. She was so immersed in her own thoughts just now that she didn't notice anyone else around her.
Lu Xiyan glanced at Jun Mohan behind Feng Sujin. He was still as poetic and picturesque as ever, as if he had stepped on the moonlight. Only his red eyes of love and clenched hands could make people know. He was in a very uncomfortable mood at this time.
He was going to help Feng Sujin hide it, and he had been very secretive when sending letters before, but he didn't expect that Jun Mohan would find him so soon.
This man is always stronger than people imagine.
The reason why he left the valley today and returned to the tribe below was because Jun Mohan came to find him.
What he just asked Feng Sujin was intentional, just to let Jun Mohan see it, so that he could know Feng Sujin's heart. If he really understands it, he should cherish it.
After saying that, he left, leaving space for the two of them.
When Jun Mohan watched Feng Sujin cry, he almost couldn't help but be filled with longing and emotion.
Hearing what she just said again, Jun Mohan felt that his heart was going to break because of the love.