If you dare to steal your husband, you are doomed!

Chapter 305 I'm so close (2)
"No way!" The four people in the southeast, northwest and north made their hands together, flying to block his way. "You can't bother her now."

"I remember her." Yun said coldly.

"I know." Protector Dong said, "But just remembering is not enough."

Yun was silent for a long while, then waved his hand lightly to the ground with some annoyance, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, who is she?"

The southeast and northwest fell behind him, lined up, all silent.

"You really know who she is." Yun clenched his fists tightly, not because of their silence, but because of his own incompetence.Why, why no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything?

Five people have their own concerns, relatively silent.

After a long time, Protector Dong let out a long sigh and broke the silence, "Actually, you asked this question yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday... ever since you saw her, and we have answered you truthfully. Answer, I just hope you can think of it yourself."

Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday... Yun looked confused, what time was yesterday?What time was the day before yesterday?
In my memory, the woman in the courtyard next door has been painting.Was that yesterday?Or... the day before yesterday?
Suddenly, a burst of severe pain spread throughout the brain, and a head seemed to want to explode.

"Master!" The southeast and northwest exclaimed together, supporting the crumbling cloud.

At the same time, the paintbrush in Murong Yunshu's hand flickered, "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?" Fengcheng asked.

Murong Yunshu: "Someone is calling 'Master'."

Hearing this, Feng Cheng stared and listened for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "I didn't hear anything."

"Impossible." Murong Yunshu put down his pen, walked a few steps in the yard, looked around, trying to find the source of the sound, but found nothing.

"Maybe it's your hallucination." Fengcheng said.

Murong Yunshu shook his head with a serious face, "I can tell if it's fiction or illusion."

Fengcheng bowed his head and remained silent.How much perseverance does it take to distinguish between emptiness and illusion in this bone-biting thought?
Admit it, Fengcheng, you are not even as good as a woman.

Ten years, during the ten years of losing Xi'er, three years of short-term pain and seven years of long-term pain, he still hasn't been able to train himself to be invincible.

"What good news did you say just now?" Murong Yunshu suddenly turned around and asked.

Feng Cheng was stunned, retracted his thousands of thoughts, and said, "I found the Valley of No Flowers."

Hearing this, Murong Yunshu sat down again, picked up a paintbrush and lightly traced on the canvas, "Have you seen Bai Yefeng?"

The corners of Fengcheng's mouth trembled, and he said, "Not yet." Then, he was ready to accept her ridicule.Yes, he was afraid of death, so he dared not enter the Valley of No Flowers.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yunshu didn't laugh at him, but just said lightly, "I want to see him."

Feng Cheng was surprised by her reaction, he was startled and said, "The Valley of No Flowers is not far from here, hurry up and arrive in ten days."

Murong Yunshu: "I'll give you a month to bring him here."

Feng Cheng was dumbfounded when he heard the words, "What did you say?!"

"I want to see him." Murong Yunshu's voice was still unhurried, but there was a bit more of an order.

Feng Cheng frowned, "I can't even enter the Valley of Flowers, how can I bring him out?"

"This is your business. Kill and set fire, as you please."

Fengcheng was speechless for a long time, and said: "He has a deep friendship with Chu Changge, if you go in person, he will not make things difficult for you."

Murong Yunshu: "I have more important things to do now."

Fengcheng: "What's important? Drawing and writing, reciting poems and writing?"

The pen in Murong Yunshu's hand paused for a moment, and said calmly, "Almost."

"..." Fengcheng was speechless.I haven't seen you for three years, this woman is really getting weirder and weirder!

Eyebrows are like distant mountains, eyes are like stars.What a handsome face, lifelike.

Murong Yunshu picked up his brush and stared at the finished painting in a daze, not even knowing when Fengcheng would leave.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded from behind... "Why did you draw me?"

Murong Yunshu's hand trembled when he heard the words, and the pen slipped from his hand. He stood up in great surprise and turned around, just in time to meet the eyes of the person behind him.

Relatively silent.

Staring at the person in front of him for a long time, Murong Yunshu suddenly turned around, slowly took the painting off the easel, carefully rolled it up, and then walked towards the study.

Yun didn't expect her to react like this, and he froze in place, not knowing what to do.After a while, she came out of the study again, holding a piece of paper in her hand.The breeze blew, and the thin paper moved, just enough for him to see the two big heads on the paper... the book of divorce.

For a moment, it seemed to fall into the ice and snow, and the sky was spinning.

Murong Yunshu handed him the divorce letter, and said flatly, "From now on, there will be no relationship between you and me."

Yun took the divorce letter, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Are you my wife?"

Murong Yunshu: "Not now."

Yun's body trembled, and he remained silent for a few seconds before he said in a sullen voice, "I don't remember."

"It's good not to remember. If you don't remember, your heart won't hurt." Murong Yunshu's voice was very soft, as if a breeze would blow it away, leaving only a trace of imperceptible sadness lingering in the air.

"Was our relationship good before?" Yun asked.

Murong Yunshu lifted her lips and smiled slightly, "Okay. No, how dare you forget me?"

That smile should obviously be bitter, but Yun saw the color of happiness in it.She was happy to be forgotten by him?Inexplicably, Yun felt extremely irritable in his heart.

After a long time, Yun asked: "Don't you want to be remembered by me?" The tone was awkward like a rebellious boy, obviously unhappy, but forced himself to hide his emotions in his heart, instead trying to cover it up.

"Can you remember?" Murong Yunshu asked back.

Yun was slightly startled, "I will remember you."

Murong Yunshu raised his eyebrows, as if he believed his words.

(End of this chapter)