Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

In fact, when he and Fu Xuan had just made an engagement, Mo Feng was still a little scared to be honest. This was a normal emotion, he was afraid that if he spent his whole life with Fu Xuan, the return would be a naked betrayal.

After all, I lost too much when I was a child, and I still have some PTSD.

When he was still an ordinary cloud rider on patrol duty, Mo Feng witnessed a tragedy. It was a tragedy between the immortal species and the short-lived species.

A woman of the long-lived species fell in love with a man of the short-lived species, and the short-lived species just wanted to use the woman to get into the secret teachings of the King of Medicine to obtain the elixir of longevity. In the end, the woman fell into the body of the devil because of her long-term association with the secret teachings, and the man still resented the woman for not being able to bring him the elixir of longevity until the end.

Selfishness is human nature, but how many people in the world are willing to give everything for others?

Even if she trusted Fu Xuan, Mo Feng still had some worries in her heart, fearing that Fu Xuan would abandon her if his feelings faded. After all, she was just a short-lived creature, a short-lived creature that couldn't accompany her for the rest of her life. It was normal for her to feel abandoned.

Mo Xuan, his adoptive father once warned him: humans are the most changeable creatures, you can't trust anyone completely, the only person you can fully trust is yourself.

This is of course the case in most cases, and many human tragedies have always reflected the correctness of Mo Xuan's words.

But as time went by, Mo Feng felt that the worry in his heart completely disappeared. She really loved him. He had gone through so many hardships in his previous life that he could enjoy such happiness in this life and have such a loving and affectionate woman.

"I put some plums in it. It should be sweeter than yesterday's porridge. Don't worry, it won't burn again." Fu Xuan held a bowl of porridge and placed it beside Mo Feng's bed. She took a day off today to spend some time with Mo Feng. Of course, the general could also take a leave, but he just needed to do more things tomorrow.

Speaking of last night’s porridge… Fu Xuan cried for too long and the porridge was burnt. If Mo Feng hadn’t reminded him, it would probably have turned into charcoal if it had continued to cook.

But Mo Feng still drank the whole bowl of black porridge.

My taste buds clearly told me that it was not tasty, but I still felt sweet inside. The porridge cooked by my wife must be delicious.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Fu Xuan subconsciously touched his face.

"It's okay, I just wanted to see you more." Mo Feng could actually walk already, but he still wanted Fu Xuan to take care of him for a while longer. It was a little selfish of him.

"Then you can watch as much as you want, little fool."

The two of them looked into each other's eyes knowingly. They were afraid that the time they had spent together would be blown away by the wind, and that this was all a dream, and that when they woke up, they would find that it was all fake.

I don’t know how long it took.

"The porridge is almost cold. Do you want me to feed you?" Fu Xuan said, "You are so old."

"No need, no need. I just think you seem to have become more beautiful again." Mo Feng smiled and picked up the bowl of porridge and started drinking.

Fu Xuan didn't know why he suddenly felt a little disappointed, but he recovered his spirits immediately: "Of course? How many Luofu can compare to me? Even the fox people can't do it."

"Oh, my arms are so sore. It seems like it's the aftereffect of being dizzy for so long. I can't move." Mo Feng said with a wicked smile, put down the bowl of porridge, and collapsed on the bed.

Cheap trick.

But it works.

"I really can't do anything about you. I'll just let my virtuous and considerate fiancée take good care of you." Fu Xuan suppressed his smile and picked up the bowl of porridge and the soup ladle. "Open your mouth."

Sometimes tacit understanding does not require words, only a look is needed.

……

Fu Chen was playing Go with Su Wan. They could not leave Luofu until the next year when their daughter and son-in-law got married. It was not easy to come here.

And after this departure, I don’t know if I will be able to see my son-in-law again next time I come.

Alas, things have changed and people have changed. Even Fu Chen, who has experienced a long time, has this feeling.

"You don't seem very happy." Su Wan put down the white piece and said, "What's wrong? Are you jealous of your son-in-law?"

Fu Chen spit out the tea he had just drunk. What the hell? Who am I to be jealous of my son-in-law? I am not a daughter slave, although I was once, but not now.

"I can tell from the way you play chess. Chess is like a person. You are really unhappy. The reason is just my guess." Su Wan explained. "It can't be because of the Fu family, right?"

"I don't know why I'm unhappy, I just feel a little disappointed that my daughter doesn't trust me that much." Fu Chen chuckled and shook his head. Mo Feng was Fu Xuan's Achilles' heel, Fu Chen had thought it through completely.

"She just went through such a big shock, it's inevitable that she's a little impulsive. If I were dying, would you do the same?" Su Wan said, "Put yourself in her shoes."

"I know, but sometimes, there is still a distance between knowing the truth and understanding the truth." Fu Chen said, "However, Luofu is really full of disasters. What happened? There is a star core and Suiyang."

"Who knows?" As soon as Su Wan finished speaking, Fu Xuan slowly walked in.

Fu Chen looked at Fu Xuan who seemed to be hesitant to speak, wondering why his daughter suddenly came in.

"I was a little rude a few days ago. I'm sorry. That wasn't what I meant." Fu Xuan said hurriedly.

His arrogant daughter apologized. Is this still the Fu Xuan who always insisted on himself? For the first time, Fu Chen felt that Fu Xuan had changed a lot. Back then, she was the kind who insisted on leaving Yuque and couldn't be pulled back by eight horses. Whatever Fu Xuan believed, she always carried it out unswervingly, and would not admit it even if she knew she was wrong.

This is a small shortcoming of his daughter since she was a child, and Fu Chen knows it very well.

This is what tsundere means, because Fu Chen himself is also such a person. Mistake? It doesn't exist. How can I make a mistake?

But Fu Xuan apologized.

In fact, Fu Chen had never blamed Fu Xuan, but when he saw Fu Xuan like this, Fu Chen suddenly felt like he had reconciled with something.

"It's that kid Mo Feng who brought you the change. Okay... okay..." Fu Chen chuckled, "You know I won't blame you. You have always been my pride."

"But wrong is wrong." Fu Xuan said.

"Look, you're almost grinning, but the chess piece is placed in the wrong place. This is the edge line, not the grid line!" Su Wan said softly in annoyance.

People change all the time, for better or for worse.

A person who once did all kinds of evil may cry bitterly and turn over a new leaf after suffering setbacks.

A person who once had high moral character may fall into the evil path after being treated unfairly, and never be able to recover.

Fu Xuan is also changing, perhaps because of his experiences or because of others.

But some things seemed to have never changed, frozen in her heart, engraved in her mind like a brand.