C124 The Secret of the Snowfall Night in England

Fei Yapeng could feel that Ying Yue's complexion was getting worse and worse. He stopped the car and called out to her, but he didn't reply. Instead, he reached out a hand to touch his forehead; it was burning hot.

"Yue Yue … Wake up … "Yue Yue …"

Just then, a phone call broke his anxiety and worry.

"It's me," Gao Wenhan said proudly. "Today is the last day, so I hope that you can help me take good care of Ying Yue and not ruin our good fortune."

"I know."

Fei Yanpeng hung up the phone. Seeing Ying Yue in a coma due to a high fever, he slightly raised his eyes and turned the steering wheel, returning to his own home.

Milan.

Walking out of the Marguerite's conference hall, Gao Wenhan said with a feeling of perfect liberation, "Gu Lin, today we're really too happy. Why don't we go celebrate?"

"Wenhan, I've booked a plane ticket back home today, so I won't celebrate for you."

Gu Lin walked away after speaking, but Gao Wenhan did not give up. It was fine to celebrate, but it was absolutely possible for him to do what he wanted.

Just as Gu Lin was packing up and preparing to leave, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, the alluring, red Gao Wenhan raised the red hair in his hand and said, "Lawyer, no matter how anxious you are, you should at least accompany me for a cup of celebration wine …"

Before Gu Lin had even spoken, Gao Wenhan had already rushed in and closed the door.

… ….

When Ying Yue woke up from her stupor, it was already three in the morning. She looked at the unfamiliar place, and before she could figure out where this place was, Fei Yapeng walked in from outside with a basin of water.

"Thank the heavens you've finally woken up," Fei Yapeng said as he reached out his hand to touch Ying Yue's forehead. "The heat has yet to subside."

"Senior Brother, this is …"

"It's my home," Fei Yapeng said as he helped her lie down. "On the way back from the cemetery, you suddenly had a high fever, so in a moment of desperation, I brought you here.

"But in order for you to recover as quickly as possible, you should eat the medicine first." Fei Yapeng was even more considerate as he passed the pill and cup over.

As for Ying Yue, she did not know what had happened. Suddenly, her hand slipped and the cup in her hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

"I …"

Ying Yue exhaled deeply as her heart beat faster than it had ever been before. There was an unprecedented sense of pressure and fear that tore at her heart, but it was also a feeling that she never felt before. The cold sweat on her palms were all driven by this feeling.

His face suddenly turned pale and trembled. His cold and cold hands tightly gripped the blanket underneath him.

"What's wrong, Yue Yue? Isn't it just breaking a cup? There's no need to be so nervous …"

"Senior apprentice-brother …" Ying Yue breathed again and turned her head to look out the window into the darkness. Her dry, cracked, and pale lips trembled as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out. However, the beating of her heart made her feel as if something had happened, as if yesterday and today were the days of a demon's curse.

"Yue Yue, don't you feel very uncomfortable? How about this … Shall we go to the hospital? " Fei Yapeng said with concern.

"No …." Ying Yue heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm fine … He just felt that his heart was beating really fast, it seems like... It's as if something has happened. "

Fei Yapeng's hand that was covered by the blanket paused for a moment, then a smile once again appeared on his face as he said, "I think you're feverish and confused. Just what exactly is going to happen? Isn't Gu Lin coming back soon?" Do you want him to see you look sick after he's done it? "

Ying Yue didn't reply, but the lock on her forehead was extremely heavy.

"Hurry up and eat the medicine and have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow will be a beautiful day."

Yes, tomorrow would be a beautiful day, because tomorrow, Gu Lin would be returning.

After settling down Ying Yue and returning to sleep, Fei Yapeng sat alone in the living room. The exquisite Huang Xiu, the luxurious and expensive furniture, everything about him showed just how extraordinary his current position was. Similarly, his mood was just as extraordinary.

He held the light switch in his hand, and the face of an angel or a devil broke out of the plot. Yesterday, today, or tomorrow, he should be able to return to his side.

After waiting for so many years, he was only one step away.

But now, all the plans were going according to his expectations. He was one step off, but this time, he definitely wouldn't lose.

"Gu Lin …" "Gu Lin …"

Fei Yapeng pushed open the bedroom door. The unconscious Ying Yue was still calling out Gu Lin's name, making him feel very uncomfortable. Even so, he couldn't stop walking.

"Yue Yue," Fei Yapeng calmly said as he sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the unconscious man, "I will definitely bring you back. I definitely will."

The person in front of him, that snowy night in England, was a secret hidden in Fei Yapeng's heart.

What Ying Yue did not know was that on that very night, Fei Yapeng had gently kissed her, whose eyes were hazy and intoxicated, and on that quiet, deserted street, Ying Yue had blinked in response to his kiss. The street lamp, the red phone booth, and the fluttering snowflakes had become the best background for their first kiss.

Ying Yue was drunk, so she didn't know. However, Fei Yapeng remembered her very clearly, or perhaps it was because of that kiss, that made him feel sure that he really did like Ying Yue, that he had always liked her. But liking someone wasn't as simple as putting her in his heart.

Thus, in the following years, Fei Yapeng continued to struggle and climb upwards. This was because she wanted to give Ying Yue a better future.

However, in the midst of her constant struggle, Ying Yue had sent her an invitation to marry. On the phone, she had smilingly told Yue Yang that she was going to marry a man called Sun Yusheng.

However, just as he was rekindling his hope and returning home with the meticulously prepared diamond ring, Ying Yue got married.

The person she'd married was actually Gu Lin, a true opponent.

Fei Yapeng gently removed the wedding ring on Ying Yue's finger and placed the ring he had meticulously bought on her hand. It was very suitable, very beautiful, and the large diamond between her fingers lingered in his heart. This day would come soon.

"Yue Yue, the only person in this world that can give you happiness is me, the only person that can …" Fei Yanpeng gently kissed the hand with the diamond ring. His lips were trembling, and his strong will was just like that night in England. Ying Yue didn't know about it.

"Gu Lin …"

Fei Yapeng raised his head and lightly patted Ying Yue's head before gently kissing her cheek.

"Yue Yue, tomorrow, Gu Lin will not return. Furthermore, from today onwards, he will not be able to return to your side because he no longer has the qualifications to do so. He has not done so before, and will not be able to do so in the future."

"Gu Lin …" "Gu Lin …"