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"Asking knowing the answer."

"Then what about you and me..." Wen Wen wanted to ask her, what was their relationship exactly, but she felt it was pointless. This woman in white looked very young, younger than her, yet she seemed mature beyond her years, as if she had experienced a lifetime of ups and downs.

Warm and thoughtful, she realized that she was lucky after all. She had no idea from a young age that she belonged to the Dragon family, nor did she bear any responsibility or psychological burden from them. She grew up happily and blissfully, living carefree for twenty-one years without worry.

She was lucky after all.

Compared to the girl in front of her, she was much happier.

At least, there was no lifelessness and emptiness in her eyes that a young girl in white would have.

Warmth knew that if she asked again, she wouldn't get any answers. She finally gave up and walked towards Ye Fei Mo. Her heart was conflicted. This woman in white was probably the first blood relative she had ever met.

But they were strangers, even stranger than strangers.

Ye Fei Mo asked, "What did you say to her"

Warmly shook her head, listless. "He didn't say anything, just asked about mom. Let's go."

This made her very uncomfortable, she felt oppressed and weighed down all over.

Ye Fei Mo didn't say much either. He held Wen Nuan's hand and walked along the path of Manju Shahua all the way to the beach, then boarded the yacht.

The woman in white watched them leave, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

A warm person stood at the bow of the ship. The Aegean Sea was beautiful, especially on the island, where it was breathtakingly gorgeous. Although they planted a patch of very special chrysanthemums that looked strange, when the sun set, the setting sun dripped blood, casting a tragic and yet beautiful scene.

To watch the sunset over the sea is truly a unique experience.

Living in a place like this would be a good choice, whether for retirement or even for the final resting place.

So...

Long Xiushui should be at rest now.

Warmth could not tell how she felt toward this stranger's mother, nor did she feel empathy or deep sorrow. Only a faint pity. Perhaps it was really the adage that blood is thicker than water. She hoped that Long Xiushui could rest in peace after her death.

Ye Fei's ink walked over and silently held her in his arms.

Her back view looked lonely, sad, and isolated. He watched her with compassion, feeling a warmth towards this seemingly simple woman. But lately, he couldn't see through her. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking or what she was pondering.

She seemed to have a lot on her mind, but she kept it all bottled up inside. She wasn't willing to talk, and he didn't want to force her.

Since she didn't want to say anything, he gave her a hug, letting her know that having him by her side was enough.

He didn't pressure her.

I won't pressure her anymore.

Finding warmth in Ye Fei Mo's embrace, her heart was filled with sorrow.

She no longer resisted this warm embrace, reaching out to hug his waist. Wherever Ye Fei Mo was, she inexplicably felt a sense of peace. Even after seeing Long Xiu Shui's grave, she still felt at ease.

If this person were to disappear from the world, what kind of sorrow would it be for her.

Just thinking about it was unbearable for her.

"Fei Mo, if one day..." The warm words reached halfway before she stopped, her nose stinging with a sour ache. She couldn't bring herself to say them, but she desperately wanted to know his thoughts, "What are you most afraid of"

"What are you most afraid of" Ye Fei Mo gently stroked her long hair, his eyes full of tenderness. "Now that you're in my arms, I'm not afraid of anything. What I fear most is you leaving me."

“I smiled wryly, “You know what I fear most”

"What"

She held him close, her voice soft. "I'm most afraid of death."

Everyone fears death, with too many worries in their hearts. Once dead, they know nothing. What should they do with all their worries

In a flash, Ye Fei Mo seemed to have thought of something. He lowered his head and looked at Wen Nuan. Some things he had always ignored seemed to surface, like the Aegean Sea, Mother Wen, ...Wen Nuan...

He lowered his head to look at Wen Nuan, these days she had been preoccupied, could it be because of the curse

Did she know

Who told her.

No wonder...

"Warmth, did Du Di tell you something" Ye Fei Mo asked in a deep voice, "Do you know about the curse"

Warmth came from his arms, his peach blossom eyes looked at Ye Feimo innocently, a look of confusion, "What curse What did Dudi say"

Ye Fei looked at her innocent and confused expression, with a look of complete bewilderment as if she didn't understand what he was saying. He couldn't help but feel lost himself. Did Wen Nuan even know

"It's nothing." Ye Feimo said, tilting his head with a warmth that was incongruous with the shock in his heart. He already knew about the curse All her careful hiding had been for naught. He knew, and yet he asked

Why

What could be more important than his life Ye Fei Mo's personality wouldn't believe these things, however, does he truly know about the Dragon Family's peculiarity, is it really true, and does he really not care

My heart aches even more deeply with warmth.

One person staked their own life, and also another person. This requires how much confidence and self-awareness, and what kind of struggles and choices would there be Wen Nuan suddenly burst into tears. Ye Fei Mo knew everything after the fact, and still loved her as always.

But she, on the other hand, was thinking about divorce.

If a curse was upon her, she wouldn't care at all. But now the curse is on Ye Fei Mo, how can she pretend nothing happened Even if they were together like this, neither of them would be happy. The rest of their days would be spent in misery.

When the two returned home, Mom Wen wasn't back yet. Wen Nuan was a bit tired and didn't feel like eating dinner, so she went back to her room to rest.

Ye Fei Mo called Ye Ning Yuan, "Brother, can you help me check something"

……

After a moment, Ye Ningyuan called him back, smiling and saying, "You guessed right, that island was indeed where Long Xiushui used to live. There's just one strange thing... The other day, the first terrorist organization's satellite took aerial photos of Athens and the Aegean Sea. Because there were many chrysanthemums planted on this island, I found it interesting so I had someone take a panoramic view. I looked and looked, but I didn't find the tomb you mentioned. According to what you said, Long Xiushui died over ten years ago, the tomb should have existed long ago. There's no reason why I didn't find it when I took pictures the other day, and now you guys go see it today, and it just appeared. There's only one possibility, there wasn't really any tomb there, it was only created these few days, just a smokescreen."helplessness. Mo Xiaobai said, "I should have done this when I was in Berlin... Brother, I forgive you, big brother..."He kept apologizing today, and Mo Yao was a little confused.Mo Xiaobai's body sof...