President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Feng Yinyang threw the phone into the sea, not wanting to be tracked by Chen Xiuzhu.

This is what she knows, there are few places on the island that have a signal, she finally found a way to contact Leng Yan, and she always remembered the private number, but no one connected.

She had seen the picture of Leng Yan before, she had never seen the woman next to him, with delicate features and quiet eyes, walking side by side with him, she looked harmonious and warm.

She desperately wanted to remember what happened between herself and Leng Yan, and many bizarre images flashed before her eyes, sharp daggers, bright red blood, and Leng Yan who fell silently in front of her...

"Will not……"

Feng Yin came back to his senses, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

Why did she feel that she was the one who stabbed the dagger into Leng Yan's chest?
Leng Yan is so kind to her, and she loves him too, how could she hurt him?
But that terrifying and familiar feeling just refused to let her go, the memory that had never been awakened before became clear little by little, Feng Yin covered his face with his hands, it seems that this is the only way to throw away all the bad pictures.

But they seemed to have grown feet and kept following her.

Remind her repeatedly that she killed Leng Yan!She stabbed the extremely sharp dagger into Leng Yan's chest with her own hands.

Even if Leng Yan is still alive, she will not forgive her as a murderer.

He would hate her all his life and always hate her.

Why did she treat Leng Yan like that?

Is the woman next to Leng Yan his fiancee?
If yes, do you want to bless him?
With the sea breeze blowing, Feng Yin started to feel confused.

The love she thought had changed...

……

Palace of the Night Thousands of Kilometers Away

The bathroom was hot, and Leng Yan walked out with a bath towel wrapped around his body. The scar on his chest was still obvious. To him, it was a symbol of the love that made him reborn.

While wiping his hair, he glanced at the two mobile phones on the table.

A personal mobile phone that has not rang for three years, and the other is usually used for work.He has recuperated for two and a half years, and only in the last six months has he started to do some simple work while trying to recover his body.

Now my body is almost recovered. Although I can't compare with three years ago, I don't need other people to take care of me for my daily activities.

If it wasn't for a few days ago when he and Nie Baoer were secretly photographed walking out of the night palace, Leng Yan didn't want to come back so soon.

No matter what the sneak photographer's intentions are, it will be a matter of time before he comes back.However, now the company is handed over to Leng Yue, Leng Yue is very organized, and Leng Yan is not interested in Leng's, he has his own new ideas.

Leng Yan walked to the table, clicked on the mobile phone she used frequently, and the screen lit up, but there was no notification of missed calls.

Leng Yan was startled, he just heard the phone ringing inside, could it be a hallucination?
The next moment, an inexplicable chill invaded his whole body, making him involuntarily look at another mobile phone that was quietly placed.

Except for going to the bathroom, this mobile phone never leaves the body at other times.

Only Leng Yue and Feng Yin knew the number.

Thinking of Feng Yin, the scar on the left chest felt a dull pain.

Feng Yin has already started a new life elsewhere. She is living happily and has formed a new family. He promised not to bother her anymore.

Three years ago, Leng Qing was about to suppress his personality in his body. At the critical moment, Mr. Xiao relented and did not make a move. It was Feng Yin who picked up the dagger and stabbed him in the heart. That knife was only one millimeter away from the key position. .

Xu is that there is no unparalleled road, and that one millimeter distance gave him hope.

However, this hope was not completely fulfilled until two years later.