Vol 2 Chapter 4602: Old man
Chapter 4602, the old man
"Feng song...it is you...you are, you are back..."
The old man's hands, holding the hands of the night.
Great strength.
I want to struggle in the night, but I feel the tremors of the old hands and the dampness of the palms.
She can't keep this heart.
In particular, when I saw the old man’s tears, he called the “Feng Ge” one word at a time.
The heart that cleared the night was like something being smashed.
She left the old man and grabbed her.
The old man whispered in tears.
Holding the big palms of the hands that clear the hands at night, it is even more trembling.
At this moment.
A rush of footsteps sounded outside the door.
The old woman’s slightly alarming voice sounded from the door: “Girl, what did you say about your name? I remember, where did I hear your name...”
When the old woman stepped into the room and saw the scene in the room.
The look on the face suddenly condensed.
Immediately respectful salute: "Home."
The old woman’s voice was very loud when she broke in.
The old man who made the old tears woke up.
He stared at the night and fell, and it seemed that there was something in the air.
"you……"
The old man who calmed down slowly released the hand that cleared the night: "No... you are not a phoenix, you are not my little song..."
The phoenix is dead.
Already dead.
"Home, homeowner, how come you..." The old woman’s tone was a bit sloppy.
The old man touched the tears of the corner of his eyes a little bit: "Feng Po, what is going on here? Where did she come from?"
Although the old man said yes, he asked the old woman.
But the eyes, but still gazing at the night without a moment.
It seems that I am afraid to remove my sight.
She will disappear.
That kind of look.
It feels very distressing to make the night clear.
"Homeowner..." The old woman looked at the old man and looked down on some uncertainties. "Old slaves... old slaves are not very clear."
She will see how she sees the scene of the night, and speaks it in a concise manner.
Then, there was some hesitant opening: "Home, you, you know... this girl?"
For the first time, she saw the horror of her homeowner.
Think of your own guess.
The old woman’s face is even more dignified.
"You just said, what is her name?" The old man finally moved his eyes and looked at the old woman.
The old woman looked at the night and cleared her eyes, and immediately pressed her inner thoughts and thoughts: "Go home, this girl, the name of the call... the night is clear, the old slave was in the mouth of the...owner." I have heard the name."
"Clear, clear,..."
The old man’s body once again stiffened.
The red-eyed cockroaches that had just been pressed back were sore.
His trembling hand, little by little, stroked toward the cheeks that cleared the night.
The wrinkled face is full of incredulity: "You call it clear? You really... call it clear?!"
When the old man’s hand almost touched the face of the night.
The girl's white hand gently held the old man's wrist.
She raised her eyes and looked at the old man's inquisitive and shocked eyes. She frowned slightly: "What is the relationship between you and Feng Ge?"
At night, she knew that she and her mother, who had never been masked, looked a little similar.
And this old man in front of you.
At first glance, she was mistaken for a phoenix song.
and……
The fluctuations in mood are somewhat strange.
Obviously, the relationship with Fengge is very good.
The night fell to the bottom of my heart, and there was some speculation.
"I... I am Fengge's... Father." The old man said one word at a time, staring at the night.
(End of this chapter)
