Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 503 Where's My Lin Jing?
After a while, Hai Yan said again: "Mr. Feng, things may not be certain, after all, Gu Lun is gone now. Only by finding him will we know the cause and effect."

Feng Mocheng took a deep breath, inhaled the freezing temperature in the air into his lungs, trying to cover the heat.

However, instead of warming the air, he cooled his heart.

He said: "I'm not sure if it's Lin Jing from the past or the current Lin Jing. I always feel that she is lying to me."

"Really?" Hai Yan blinked in confusion, and in order not to make Feng Mocheng sad, he also clung to him and said, "That's not certain, Miss Lin really likes to lie, she is different now from before So don't worry too much."

"Then why did she lie to me? She promised me that if she could survive, she would stay with me and never fight against me again. Why did she change? Why did she look at me like that? strangeness?"

Haiyan didn't understand either.

Feng Mocheng's smile became more and more painful, "I really hope she lies to me, I would rather she lie."

Seeing the wind getting bigger and bigger, and snowflakes floating in the sky again, Hai Yan saw that Feng Mocheng was almost frozen, but he himself didn't feel it.

He was very worried, and persuaded him: "President Feng, go back, don't stand here, you will get sick. Don't think too much about Ms. Lin, there will definitely be a turnaround."

"Turning? If she is really Lin Jing from the past, what should I do? Where did my Lin Jing go? Should I leave her in the past to die?"

When he thought of this, his heart ached as if it had been ripped apart, the flowing blood stained the snowflakes under his feet, it was dazzling red!
Hai Yan quickly persuaded him: "Don't think so, whether she is the Lin Jing of the past or the current Lin Jing, they are all the same person, and there is no need to distinguish them so clearly."

"The same person?" Feng Mocheng suddenly raised his head, let out a deep breath, and said with emotion: "You are right, they are indeed the same person."

Even though Feng Mocheng said so, Hai Yan didn't feel relieved at all, and felt even more uneasy, his brows were also wrinkled, and his face was serious.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Mocheng said: "But to me, they are just different."

Hai Yan didn't know what to say anymore, he lowered his head and remained silent for more than ten seconds.

Until a gust of cool wind blew on his cheeks and made him shiver, he realized how cold it was again, "President Feng, go back, tomorrow is the new year, no matter what happens, just forget about it Have a good time on the last day of the year. You see, the day before the new year, Miss Lin came back, isn't that a good thing?"

Suddenly, Feng Mocheng's eyes flashed a gleam when Hai Yan said these words.

On the most important last day of the year, she came back.

Suddenly, Feng Mocheng turned around and said to Hai Yan: "That's right, no matter what happens, tomorrow will be a good day."

"President Feng, you are right, go in quickly." He stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

As soon as he touched it, he immediately retracted his hand.

Feng Mocheng's arm was frozen like an icicle, cold and hard, he was really afraid that if this man stayed here any longer, he would become an ice sculpture.

Feng Mocheng nodded, his eyes were a little dull, "Okay, go back."

He walked forward step by step, supported by Hai Yan's address.

(End of this chapter)