The rice paddies are magnificent, the scenery on the clouds

Xiu Qinghui and An Shumei are nearly [-] years old, and because of years of hard work, they have also grown prematurely.For such a pair of old parents, Feng Xuanlang couldn't help but feel sad.He thought of his father Feng Qi, thinking about it, he hadn't seen his father face to face for a long time.

After Feng Xuanlang sat in Xiu Qianmo's house for about an hour, he said goodbye to Xiu Anlin, Xiu Qinghui and An Shumei.Xiuqianmo told his family that he was going out to get together with Feng Xuanlang, and he might not be back until tomorrow.

Xiu Qinghui and An Shumei also agreed.Originally, Xiu Anlin also wanted to go out with her, but considering the cold weather, Xiu Anlin's body should not be tossed, so she finally gave up.

After Feng Xuanlang said goodbye to Xiu Qinghui, An Shumei and Xiu Anlin, he came out with Xiu Qianmo.The two got into the car, left together, and rushed to Feng Xuanlang's home.

Along the way, the two of them were surprisingly and tacitly silent.Although he didn't speak much, everything was so harmonious, as if there was nothing uncomfortable.When the two returned to the villa where Feng Xuanlang lived, they got out of the car, Xiu Qianmo still held Feng Xuanlang's hand, and walked in together.

Inside the villa, the lights were already brightly lit.When they learned that their master had returned, Feng Chu and Feng Yuhong rushed out to greet him.At this time, Feng Chu and Feng Yuhong looked a little flustered, Feng Xuanlang subconsciously asked:

"Dad is here?"

"Yes, young master!" Feng Chu and Feng Yuhong said in unison.

After listening, Xiu Qianmo's handsome face flashed a gloomy and cold moment, and then returned to normal.

"Xuan Lang, should I avoid it?" Xiu Qianmo let go of Feng Xuanlang slightly.However, Feng Xuanlang didn't shy away from it, and grabbed Xiu Qianmo back.

"Qianmo, my dad is here, let me show you to meet him!" Feng Xuanlang looked at the people around him, smiling as before.

Xiu Qianmo also stared at Feng Xuanlang, and nodded after a while: "Okay!"

The two of them didn't care about other people's eyes, just like that, they walked into the villa together hand in hand.Feng Chu and Feng Yuhong hurriedly followed.Although they had discovered that their master had a strange relationship with this man named Xiu Qianmo before this, but looking at it now, they couldn't help being amazed.These two people stood together, even though they were men, there was no sense of disobedience.

Having dressed by Feng Xuanlang's side for so many years, it was inevitable that he heard some rumors.Feng Xuanlang, this name is exactly the same as Feng Dilang thousands of years ago.Not only the name, but also his own master can do a lot.His temperament and deeds are no worse than a generation of emperors.At the beginning, many people were curious. Thousands of years later, there would be a "Feng Di Lang". Could there be a "Three Young Masters" somewhere in the world?

Now, when Xiu Qianmo came to everyone, when "Feng Di Lang" and "Three Young Masters" finally stood together, many people were shocked.It's just that I don't know what kind of result will the "two people" in this life, in this seemingly peaceful but hidden struggle, this flower on the Moshang will bloom.

Xiu Qianmo and Feng Xuanlang held each other's hands and came to the living room.In the living room, accompanied by Zhao Zhong, a middle-aged man in a purple brocade Chinese costume was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room.Holding a wine glass, tasting "Sangluo".

It was also this time that Xiu Qianmo finally met that blood feuding person face to face!Seal the chess!

"Dad!" Feng Xuanlang took Xiu Qianmo's hand, came to Feng Qi, and called out respectfully to his biological father.

Although he is middle-aged, Feng Qi at this time has already had gray hair.Those wrinkled cheeks seemed to be hiding unspeakable vicissitudes.Anyone can see that the man in front of him is not doing well.Xiuqianmo's clear eyes looked at this man intently, as if he wanted to do his best to see through this hypocritical person in front of him.

Feng Qi raised his still sharp eyes, and looked at Feng Xuanlang and Xiu Qianmo in front of him!When he saw Xiu Qianmo clearly, Feng Qi's upright posture, handsome face, coupled with the original purple coat, and the appearance of the whole person made Feng Qi's original movement of picking up the wine glass suddenly stagnant.

This person looks like him, really like him!

For a moment, those shining eyes were suddenly covered with a touch of sadness.

"Hello, Uncle!" Xiu Qianmo bowed politely to Feng Qi.

Feng Qi regained his composure, although he was a little surprised in his heart, he still calmly asked, "Who is this?"

Xiu Qianmo replied: "Uncle, my name is Xiu Qianmo, and I am Xuan Lang's college classmate."

"Xiu Qianmo?" Feng Qi frowned slightly, and a surprised light flashed across his vicissitudes of life.

"Yes!" Feng Xuanlang nodded, and asked with concern: "Dad, it's so cold, why did you rush over?"

Feng Qi put down the wine glass in his hand, "Father and son, we haven't been together for a long time, even during Chinese New Year, we haven't had a proper gathering once."

"dad……"

Xiu Qianmo could feel that the strength of Feng Xuanlang's grip on his hand had increased a little bit.But Feng Xuanlang quickly let go of Xiu Qianmo's hand.Xiu Qianmo immediately turned his head to look at Feng Xuanlang, only to see that Feng Xuanlang's usually indifferent face showed almost contradictory emotions.

The actions of the two were naturally seen by Feng Qi.When Feng Xuanlang and Xiu Qianmo came in, Feng Qi could clearly see that the two were holding hands tightly.These two young people, standing together, unexpectedly brought back memories of Feng Qi's youth.It's just that this memory is full of sadness and desolation.

"Qianmo, you go back to the room and wait for me, Dad and I, let's talk a few words first!" Feng Xuanlang said to Xiuqianmo.

"Well, good!" Feng Xuanlang let go of his hand.After bowing to Feng Qi, Xiu Qianmo calmly left the living room, walked up the stairs, and came to Feng Xuanlang's room.When he closed the door, a trace of gloom suddenly appeared on his indifferent face.

After Xiu Qianmo walked into Feng Xuanlang's room, Feng Xuanlang walked over to Feng Qi and sat down.It's just that Feng Qi at this time has a dignified expression.Not for anything else, just because of Xiu Qian Mo!

Feng Chu and Feng Yuhong had already retreated, and Zhao Zhong took out another wine glass for Feng Xuanlang, and they also retreated wisely after Feng Xuanlang filled the glass.Feng Xuanlang was beside Fengqi, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of Sangluo.This taste is always so familiar. Every time I drink Sangluo, I will always feel the sadness of missing in my heart.

After Feng Xuanlang took a sip of mulberry, he looked at the slightly rippling water patterns in the wine glass, and said calmly: "Dad, Qianmo, you look a lot like him, don't you?"

"So, you all know..." Feng Qi picked up the jug, filled a glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Yeah, Dad, these years, you have been unable to get out, isn't it all because of him?" Feng Xuanlang looked at Feng Qi with light brown eyes, and finally spat out three words deeply: "Xiu Tingwei!"

Feng Qi's hand holding the wine glass suddenly increased his strength!

"That person named Xiu Qianmo, is he..."

Feng Xuanlang shook the wine glass in his hand, "Dad, leave these matters to me. Don't worry, I will give us a satisfactory result. Because this is not just with you, Xiu Tingwei. The matter is more..." It is the fate of me and Qianmo who have been entangled for many lifetimes!

Feng Xuanlang finally sent Feng Qi away, this clock was already one o'clock in the morning.Feng Xuanlang took out a bottle of Sangluo from his kitchen, warmed it up, and returned to his room.Usually, these dozens of steps are only a few tens of seconds, but tonight, for Feng Xuanlang, it was extremely long.

Feng Xuanlang knew, he knew everything.Because of the obsession of waiting for many lifetimes, every reincarnation, there is only one thing in my life after waking up, and that is to find Xiuqianmo!His obsession forced him to be mature even though he was a child.It forced him to quickly understand the world.Xiu Qianmo and his father, Xiu Tingwei, can even be said to be very similar in appearance.Coupled with his father's longing for Xiu Tingwei, he tried every means to find out many unknown clues, including the change of power checks and balances 20 years ago.

That's right, Xiu Qianmo is Xiu Tingwei's biological son.Ever since he met Xiu Qianmo in this life, he has known it, he has always known it!However, the longing for Xiu Qianmo who had been waiting for him for so many lifetimes made him unwilling to take into account the many factors that bound the two of them together in this life.However, by this time, many things have already been out of control.

In this life, for Xiu Qianmo, there are really too many burdens. These obstacles that lie between them have already become the biggest psychological obstacle for Xiu Qianmo in this life.If Xiu Qianmo knew the truth, would he forgive himself?

Whether it was thousands of years ago or in this life, Xiu Qianmo approached him with a purpose. These two times, he even wanted Feng Xuanlang's life.However, up to now, Feng Xuanlang couldn't care less about these things.Thousands of years ago, his man fell in love with him, and even paid the price of his life for him.When they meet again in this life, even though they know their true identity and feel pain towards him, he can feel that Xiu Qianmo absolutely has feelings for him.Otherwise, he wouldn't be so confused and mad again and again.

In this life, no matter it is his life, he will face it and bear it together with the man he loves deeply.

Pushing open the door of the room, Feng Xuanlang walked in. At this moment, Xiu Qianmo was sitting on the sofa, looking at the cross stitch above the bed, fascinated.Feng Xuanlang came to Xiu Qianmo, put Sang Luo on the table, poured a glass, sat beside Xiu Qianmo, and handed the glass to Xiu Qianmo.

"Qianmo, drink some wine and warm up!"

Xiu Qianmo regained his composure and looked at Feng Xuanlang quietly.In the end, I ended up with a wine glass and took a sip.

The wine is clear and balsamic vinegar, and the mouth is sweet. Although it is the first time to drink this wine, it is a familiar feeling.

"This is?"

"This is Sangluo! Qianmo..."

The mulberry falls and the mulberry falls, and the autumn sang falls a few times.When the mulberry has not fallen, its leaves are fertile; when the mulberry has fallen, its yellow and fall.In the dark, some things seemed to be doomed to decline at the beginning, but at that time, they became lost.

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Hey yo, Wen Wen is writing here, it is already close to the climax, the grievances and resentments of this life will also be understood, and dear friends who are watching, I really appreciate your support all the way, I In order to persist until now!Dear friends who haven’t collected yet, welcome to collect my texts. Dear friends of Jinjiang account, don’t hesitate to throw landmines or deep-water torpedoes, hee hee, thank you dears O(∩_∩)O