Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin immediately abandoned their daughter Feng Cailan and left her aside, and began to worry about what to wear to meet their son Feng Lingyan.
Feng Cailan: ...
Okay, it's all my fault! I was overthinking it. You two elders are still strong and healthy, so this level of ups and downs is nothing...
Feng Cailan, feeling despised, rubbed her nose, then left Qingrong Garden awkwardly to find her Yang Bao. Feng Cailan decided that as long as Yang Bao could forgive her, she didn't care, whether it meant kneeling on the washboard or being beaten with a thorn stick...
At three in the afternoon, Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin, having finally packed up, entered the study of Yueting Nanshe together. However, neither of them was dressed in formal attire, but in casual clothes, just like they had worn when Feng Lingyan was a child and they played with him.
"Yan'er~"
Looking at the gentle and handsome figure sitting at the desk in front of them, quietly flipping through a book, Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin, who had originally intended to pretend to be calm, both choked up in their throats and burst into tears.
"Mother……"
"Father……"
Feng Lingyan looked up at the words and saw two familiar figures approaching the study door. However, their once vibrant black hair had now turned snow-white, causing Feng Lingyan's heart to ache slightly.
"Yan'er, it's really you!"
"Your legs..."
Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin held Feng Lingyan's arms on each side, squatting on either side of him, staring at him intently, as if they couldn't see enough, and seemed afraid that Feng Lingyan would disappear if they closed their eyes.
Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin both tried hard to ignore the fact that Feng Lingyan was sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't walk, because every time they looked at her, it was like cutting their hearts with a knife.
"Mother~"
"Dad~"
Feng Lingyan, with tears streaming down her face, called Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin "Mom" just like she did when she was a child.
"The ground is cold, so please don't squat. I feel guilty for not being able to pay my respects to you two elders. In the past sixteen years, Lingyan has never served my mother for a single day. Lingyan is unfilial..."
Feng Lingyan cried like a child in front of Feng Jingyun and Mulanjin.
"My Feng family is a military family. We don't care about those empty formalities. It's enough for Mom and Dad to know that Yan'er is filial."
Feng Jingyun let the hot tears run down his slightly weathered face. He stood up and stood in front of Feng Lingyan, stroking his head like he did when they were children.
"That's right, our Lingyan is the world-famous Young Master Feng, how could he be bad?" Mulan Jin directly used her sleeves to wipe away the tears on Feng Lingyan's face.
Feng Lingyan, who had been trapped in the valley beneath the Forgetful Cliff for sixteen years, had finally returned home! Back to his loving mother and father...
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