The Mysterious Bride of the Wind God

This scene was seen by Zhong Qian Lin who had just entered the room. He was almost scared out of his wits. Did he get it wrong? They are siblings! He silently retreated.

“Feng, I love you.” He finally let go of her. For the first time, dreams and reality merged into one. Did the gods hear his daily prayers and give him extra compassion?

Her head rested against his chest. What should I do? Knowing it’s not possible, yet allowing him because of his passion, Ye Feng, this isn’t right! Or have you already been moved by him, feeling differently about him? If I don’t think about our sibling relationship, can I accept him?

“Forgot it already? Ye Wu Feng, we only have two paths to choose from. One is for me to forget we are siblings, the other is for you to forget you love me. We can’t be both siblings and lovers!” Feng was truly at a loss.

“I can’t change any fact, we have twenty years of memories. Unless you kill me, let me reincarnate and not be your brother again.” He picked up the knife with a pained expression. “Kill me, and we will both be free.”

She tremblingly took the knife, looking into his deeply pained eyes, seeing the tender, sad smile, and stabbed the potatoes on the counter. “I can’t do it, you know I can’t do it! You’re too cruel, too extreme!”

“Feng!” His heart ached as if it were tearing apart.

In the icy room, Qing Jian was in the Tian Wen Shan family’s fading time. Tian Wen Shan had a wife named Mei Jiang who was a doctor. That year, Mei Jiang was Tian Wen Shan’s senior and a high-achieving student at the medical school.

“What did Ling Zi draw?” Qing Jian asked Tian Wen Shan’s five-year-old daughter. In this house, he seemed to have found his dream family.

“It’s Aunt Ju Zi. She’s having a baby.” Ling Zi pointed to the woman in the painting. This little girl had inherited her father’s artistic talent, which she expressed in her art.
“This is me!” Qingnian flipped to the middle of the photo album and exclaimed in surprise.

“Because I like the ice house brother!”

“Do you like me?” Can such a young girl understand liking someone?

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