The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Fenglan held a shawl in her hand; it was very soft, pure black, and had some embroidery on it.

He draped the shawl over Tang Tang's shoulders, then took her hand and walked outside, looking at the sunset, and said, "Do you know where this is, Muse?"

Tang Tang didn't know.

Tang Tang had been fooling around on the plane the whole way, and had no idea where the plane was heading, let alone where she was.

She was neither worried nor afraid, but simply looked around with interest. Tang Tang was unusually relaxed at this moment; she had her shawl wrapped around her shoulders, and her hair was loose and slightly disheveled by the wind.

The sunset was beautiful. The area was sparsely populated. Through the woods across the asphalt road, she could see the shimmering sea.

Tang Tang didn't guess, but looked at Feng Lan and asked, "Is that the sea over there? Can we go there?"

“Of course,” Feng Lan said, taking Tang Tang’s hand and walking with her towards the sea.

He seemed to know every path here intimately, leading Tang Tang through the woods with ease.

When we entered the woods, the asphalt path turned into a gravel path, which was a bit uncomfortable but also very beautiful.

Tang Tang lowered her head and let Feng Lan lead her inside. She then picked up some fallen leaves and cute pine cones from the ground.

A curious squirrel peeked out from under a leaf, but quickly scurried away.

There are very few people here; there wasn't a single person along the way.

After walking for less than ten minutes, Tang Tang saw the exit and the quiet coastline in front of her.

Further away, two people could finally be seen fishing quietly. But there were only those two people.

Quiet, lonely, desolate.

This is the feeling that this place gives Tang Tang.

She gazed out to sea and saw a lighthouse bearing the marks of time. The lighthouse was very tall, but because it was quite far away, she couldn't see it clearly.

Tang Tang could still see the red top of the lighthouse, which seemed to match the sea reflecting the sunset, a rare bright spot in the gray tones.

Tang Tang raised an eyebrow slightly. "I think I know where this is."

"Hmm?" Feng Lan's expression shifted slightly, and she looked at Tang Tang with some anticipation, saying softly, "Muse, tell me... where is this?"

The sea here is not boundless; on the contrary, the sea here is even somewhat narrow.

Because the opposite shore of the sea is dotted with lights, this is a somewhat simple and dilapidated little stone pier.

here it is……

"Marmara Sea," Tang Tang laughed, "Feng Lan, you said that before."

Feng Lan smiled too, her smile sweet and bright. "You still remember?"

Yes, Tang Tang still remembers.

This was a place Fenglan had mentioned to her before. Fenglan had been to many, many places, and had murmured to herself in the quiet of the night, while holding Tangtang as she slept, that she wanted to go to many places with Tangtang.

This is the place Fenglan once mentioned.

If Tang Tang is not mistaken, the full name of this old wharf is probably "Ah?rkap? Feneri (Ahler Stone Wharf)".

“That’s right,” Feng Lan said softly, looking at the old lighthouse. “Muse, we are in Istanbul now.”

Istanbul is a very special city. It is located in northwestern Türkiye, and most importantly, it guards the Bosphorus Strait.

The Bosphorus Strait is flanked by the Black Sea and the Sea of ​​Marmara... This means that Istanbul is the only city in the world that straddles the Eurasian continent.

This is a city where Eastern and Western cultures meet, and right now they are in a hidden corner of the European section—the very edge of the old town.

Across the harbor from the shore, you can see the lights of the Asian region.

As dusk approached, the lights of the lighthouse and the opposite bank gradually came on. Feng Lan looked at the red lighthouse, pointed at it, and said, "I came here when I was a child."

“My father brought me here,” Feng Lan said quietly. “I’ve remembered some things.”

That's why he went to find his mother.

Fenglan learned of her grandfather's conspiracy. Even though she was tormented by the false family ties, she was unwilling to become a puppet.

So Fenglan began to try various methods to recall the past, or to investigate everything he had overlooked.

The effort was quite effective; Fenglan did indeed recall some very fragmented memories.

“My father is actually a blur in my memory,” Feng Lan said quietly, “but now I remember a lot.”

For example, he came here when he was very young, brought by his father who had "accidentally" passed away long ago.

He seemed very happy then, like an ordinary child, being lifted very high by his father.

“I sailed here, learned to swim, and I even went to that lighthouse.”

“I have a very small villa here, only three stories high, but inside there is a toy room that belongs only to me.”

“My father seemed to love me very much; he took me to do all the things that ordinary children would do.”

"I seem to be very happy here, and I have many ambiguous memories."

Feng Lan looked at Tang Tang, the wind blowing her shawl, making her look like a butterfly, incredibly beautiful.

“I don’t know why I brought you here,” Fenglan said. “Probably because I feel safe here.”

Tang Tang nodded, looked at Feng Lan, and suddenly said, "Feng Lan, I have two days to spend with you."

Feng Lan's eyes widened slightly.

Tang Tang suddenly smiled and looked at Feng Lan, saying with certainty, "Well, how about this?"

She raised her hand, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and said, "How about we go back to the places you want to revisit?"

Didn't you say your memories are hazy?

it's OK.

Tang Tang can take Feng Lan with her to create new memories.

She looked at Fenglan and reached out her hand, saying, "Let's go, let's go buy a camera and a drone."

Tang Tang looked at Feng Lan, who was in a daze, and tilted her head, saying, "Hey, great designer, your photography skills must be pretty good, right?"

Feng Lan snapped out of her daze, looked at Tang Tang, and suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace. Then she choked out, "Yes... we have to."

"Have you ever heard me say that your answer is completely irrelevant?"

Feng Lan had no time to pay attention to what Tang Tang had said.

He was almost moved to tears.

Feng Lan hugged Tang Tang, still feeling a little aggrieved, and said, "I have so many... I don't remember them all."

"It's okay," Tang Tang smiled and kissed his lips, then said, "Then let's choose with our eyes closed—wherever we choose, we'll go."

When Fenglan laughed, it was no longer the suppressed or somewhat morbid laugh she had always had.

At this moment, his eyes were curved as he gazed at Tang Tang. Even though his features were sharp and aggressive, Feng Lan's smile was still gentle.

"it is good."

"you said."

He said, "We should be together."