Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Bo Yunfei quickly handed her a tissue.    

He didn't understand why Yuwen Qingfeng did this.    

Isn't giving pain to time the best medicine?    

Obviously, they all knew. The best way to make Yuwen Qingge completely let Gu Yunxiao go was to never mention him in front of her again.    

However, now …    

"Happy Birthday..."    

Along with the birthday tribute, a man in a chef's uniform pushed a silver trolley over.    

In the car, there was an exquisite three layer cake.    

"Qingge, happy birthday."    

"..."    

Yuwen Qingge did not show the slightest bit of surprise or emotion at this scene. Her face was full of worry as her misty eyes were filled with pain and sorrow.    

This should be her saddest birthday.    

She saw the person she wanted to see, heard his voice.    

However, it was through the video.    

Everything was so unreal.    

"Qingge, today is your birthday. I hope that after this, you will be able to let go of everything and spend every day seriously and happily. "    

Yuwen Qingfeng, who was wearing a chef uniform, walked in front of her.    

"I made this cake for you with my own hands..."    

Before she could finish, Yuwen Qingge covered her mouth and ran out of the restaurant.    

As he ran, his long hair fluttered in the wind.    

"Clear Song …"    

Bo Yunfei quickly chased after him.    

Yuwen Qingfeng took off the mask on his face and leaned to the side. He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yunxiao, who was fixed on the illusion cloth.    

"If you were still here, I would beat you up."    

… ….    

Yunshan.    

Flower Creek Valley.    

It was clear after the rain.    

Between the valleys, the sea of clouds floated lightly, flowing in the Willow Waterfall, the scenery was hazy.    

White smoke rose slowly from the roof of a wooden house, merging with the flowing clouds.    

In front of the wooden house, there were many plants and flowers. A lot of them are rare.    

At this time, there were not many flowers blooming, only a few. The color of the flowers was also extremely monotonous.    

A yellow dog lay in its territory, its eyes narrowed.    

Suddenly, he quickly stood up and dashed out of the courtyard.    

Woof woof woof.    

Not fierce.    

It was as if he had met an acquaintance.    

"Paul."    

A short while later, a handsome figure arrived at the courtyard door.    

Woof woof woof.    

The dog took two steps back, barking and wagging its tail.    

Creak …    

The person pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.    

He bent down and touched the dog's head.    

"Paul, is your young master home?"    

Woof woof.    

The dog raised its head and barked at him.    

"Come, let's go in and take a look at your young master."    

The person straightened up and walked towards the door of the wooden house.    

There was a large water wheel about ten meters to the left of the wooden house. The water wheel was moving slowly on its surface.    

This place was surrounded by mountains and water. Needless to say, the scenery here was also especially suitable for cultivation and recuperation.    

The door of the wooden house was extremely simple and crude. It was only nailed together with a few wooden boards. The wooden board had not been polished, and there were still some cracks in the middle of it.    

The faint smell of medicine wafted from the gap.    

The man frowned.    

Pushing open the wooden door, the smell of medicine suddenly became stronger. He even had a nosebleed.    

The man walked to the center of the room and looked around. Finally, he headed to the side room.    

Inside the fire pit of the house, medicine was being boiled.    

A thin man lay on a bamboo chair by the fire pit, covered in a thin grey blanket.    

Under the illumination of the flames, his handsome face was like a knife cut, and his cheekbones appeared somewhat high. His face was sallow and sallow. From afar, he looked like an old man.    

"Ah Wu …"