Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

The laughter of the crowd, the rap of Master Gongsun, and the sound of fireworks bursting one after another, accompanied by the explosion of fireworks.

All this seemed like the grandest event in the world, but Mo Feng was focused on finding Fu Xuan, and at the same time, she felt guilty for having kept her waiting for so long.

This was the only thing he didn't want to lose, and the one he wanted to protect the most. It was just as worth protecting as all her promises.

After his unremitting search, he finally found that familiar pink in front of the stage amidst the crowds of people.

I have seen that petite figure many times in my life, but it is the one I will never forget. She was there, with her arms folded, quietly watching the fireworks blooming into the sky.

If you observe carefully.

The pupils in her eyes showed no joy like the other people around the stage, but were completely cold.

Fu Xuan seemed to be waiting for something. The desolate atmosphere around him was out of tune with the lively atmosphere of the crowd.

Because of the crowd, Mo Feng couldn't get to Fu Xuan quickly. After all, if he pushed people away, it would easily cause a bad influence, and even cause an accident in serious cases.

Mo Feng's loud call was also drowned out by the sound of fireworks.

But it seemed that Fu Xuan still had some feelings in his heart, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Mo Feng. The moment he saw Mo Feng, the loneliness in his eyes disappeared, and he subconsciously smiled and waved. At this moment, the fireworks also came to an end, and a bunch of fiery red fireworks shot up into the sky and bloomed in the sky.

Together with Fu Xuan's gentle smile, they painted a picture so beautiful that it made people forget to breathe.

Mo Feng subconsciously wanted to save this beautiful scene, but he felt a little regretful because he didn't have a camera. However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

Recording does not necessarily require a medium; memory is the best record.

Just imprint this scene in your mind. Every day with Fu Xuan is such a wonderful picture.

……

"I'm sorry Fu Xuan, I was gone for too long." After the garden party, Mo Feng took the initiative to apologize to Fu Xuan. Although Fu Xuan looked like he really didn't care, Mo Feng couldn't forgive himself if he didn't apologize.

"Well, then how do you plan to compensate me?" Fu Xuan chuckled.

"How do you want me to compensate you?"

"That'll take some time for me to think about it. I'll owe you that." Fu Xuan stuck out his tongue, "I won't be angry. After all, you didn't blame me when I didn't have time to accompany you, right?"

"That's different. After all..."

"What's the difference?" Fu Xuan interrupted Mo Feng. "Idiot."

While the two were still being affectionate with each other, they paid no attention at all to Fu Chen and Su Wan who were not far away.

Su Wan looked at the young couple with satisfaction, while Fu Chen had a blank expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking. Alas, the daughter he raised was abducted after all.

"Does it look like us when we were young?" Su Wan elbowed Fu Chen in the chest.

"Alas, that was hundreds of years ago." Fu Chen sighed, "Time will never come back."

"Go to hell, you're making us look old." Su Wan knew what Fu Chen was thinking, "Do you want me to take you on a date so you can experience what it's like to be young?"

"The boss is not young."

"Haha, you're the only one who's not allowed to say that to me."

The shadows of the four people grew longer and longer in the moonlight, like the shadows of weary birds returning home.

When Mo Feng and Fu Xuan returned home, it was already quite late. But even so late, Mo Feng was still too excited to sleep, probably because he was shocked by Fu Xuan's smile.

Fu Xuan was already fast asleep in his arms, probably because he was tired from playing.

The moonlight gently shines through the window onto the bedside. Through the hazy moonlight, Mo Feng can clearly see Fu Xuan's sleeping face. This is a rare thing, after all, Fu Xuan always gets up earlier than himself.

No matter how you look at it, Fu Xuan's bare face is still so attractive.

The more he watched, the harder it was to fall asleep. Really, how could Fu Xuan be so heartless and fall asleep? Staring blankly at Fu Xuan, Mo Feng's thoughts began to wander again.

From a lowly servant, he has become the current General Luofu.

In the eyes of others, it should be a very special and legendary time. But Mo Feng knew very well that no matter whether his mentality was right or not, the one who supported him to this point should be the beautiful woman sleeping soundly in his arms.

The reason why he did not lose his way in the dark, no matter what Fu Xuan had thought in the past, was because of her various actions that kept him from losing his way.

If I hadn't met Fu Xuan, what would I be doing now?

Perhaps this is the shackles of fate that Fu Xuan often mentioned. Fate, sometimes does not require logic, and things that are obviously unrelated can be forced together in the end.

Mo Feng thought about his own affairs concerning the reincarnation seed.

He had always felt a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart. As he gradually gained control of the power of his hunting destiny, he noticed that those vague memories of the past began to emerge.

Memories that he had been completely imperceptible to in the past began to slowly find him, and he felt like there was only a layer of membrane between him and them. As long as Mo Feng was willing, he could break this membrane at any time.

But Mo Feng was a little afraid, it was a subconscious behavior.

Although he had been relatively normal recently for some reason, he had nightmares not long ago because of these gradually revived memories. He had never touched those memories, but he had roughly understood that without exception, these memories were painful.

In other words, will every reincarnation of mine be painful?

Mo Feng's mind was wandering. Without any solid evidence, his intuition told him that reincarnation was a tragedy, that the shackles of fate would shatter his beautiful life, and that everything before him was temporary.

This may be the trouble after getting it.

Once you get something, you don’t want to lose it. This is a shortcoming that everyone has.

But obviously, before we get it, we won't cherish it at all. It is precisely because there is a possibility of losing that people will cherish it.

What a contradiction! Perhaps fate is contradictory.

My thoughts slowly slowed down, and a feeling of tiredness slowly rolled over me. As expected, if I think too much, I will feel sleepy.

The last trace of thoughts was fixed on every little detail of his time with Fu Xuan, which made Mo Feng chuckle involuntarily and made him subconsciously hug Fu Xuan tighter, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

Fu Xuan's even breathing and sweet smell made Mo Feng feel the familiar comfort. It was this comfort that could make him forget his worries at any time.

"I will protect you, definitely." He said softly and subconsciously kissed Fu Xuan's forehead.

Then he slowly fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw an unforgettable scene. Under the fireworks, he suddenly looked back and found his lover wandering in the dim lights with a smile that he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.