The Mysterious Bride of the Wind God

Tian Zhong Wenshan watched her silhouette disappear into the crowd. I still love you, but the one I truly want to protect is Bing Shi Qingjing. I don’t want to deceive you; I want to face my feelings honestly, without hesitation anymore.

Feng Jianya and Ye Feng decided to leave Dongjing. At the New Dongjing International Airport, Zhu Neizheng, Lingmu Chun, Tian Zhong Wenshan, and Bing Shi Qingjing were there to see them off.

“Meeting you and playing music together has made me very happy. In the cold desert of Dongjing, having friends like you is truly fortunate,” said Ya, hugging each member of the group.

“Let’s all live well, and when we meet again one day, we’ll see who’s living more vibrantly.” Wenshan extended his hand, and the hands of the four men clasped together.

“Qianlin?” Ya looked around.

“Sorry, I’m late,” Zhong Qianlin appeared, carrying a suitcase.

“Qianlin, are you leaving too?” Lingmu Chun was somewhat surprised. She had just been discussing something quietly with Feng, when her usual professionalism seemed to falter due to the flurry of events.

“I’m waiting for the next flight to Los Angeles. Ya, Feng, smooth travels,” said Qianlin.

Feng leaned against Ya, a blissful smile on her face, no longer startled or hesitant.

The time to board arrived. It was time to say goodbye; there’s no banquet in the world that doesn’t end. As long as people live long enough, they will meet again one day.

The silver airplane ascended into the blue sky. Feng moved closer to Ya.

“What’s wrong? Are you still uneasy?”

“I was thinking, we’ll be happy,” she grabbed his long hair. “Let me style your hair again, Ye Wufeng.”

“As long as you like it, you can change both my hairstyle and my name,” he softly kissed her fingertips.

The meaning of reunion is to gain a life with the one you are destined to meet. No matter how painful the pursuit, we finally walked together, challenging the world with our happiness.

Is what the world doesn’t allow definitely wrong?

THE END

Three months later. Milan.

Ye Feng, now four months pregnant, could not keep the unexpected baby. After weeks of sorrow, she finally recovered. Now she and Ye Wufeng were busy with their Ye’s restaurant, full of life.

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