The abandoned wife is also carefree

  "Martial arts? Don't count on it." Xian Feng Song smiled slightly.

  His collar fluttered, his long hair blowing in the wind. At that moment, Xue Lengyu suddenly had a hallucination, as if the person in front of her was no longer that simple and honest farmer, but behind that tattered shirt, an aura of sharpness that no one could block spread out, enveloping her within. Her heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily took a step back.

  Unexpectedly, Xue Lengyu was so shocked that Zhan Fengsong hastily said: "Lengyu, what's wrong with you?"

  "It's nothing." Xue Lengyu calmed down: "I just didn't expect you to have martial arts skills."

  "I don't know either." Zhan Feng Song's expression was very innocent: "These were all discovered unintentionally."

  "Perhaps you were a great hero in the past." Xue Lengyu smiled and said, "Why don't you go to those prosperous places, those famous schools and sects, and ask around? Maybe someone will recognize you."

  Zhan Feng thought about it, but ultimately shook his head: "No need to. My current life is very peaceful and fulfilling. To be honest with you, I vaguely feel that my past must not have been so calm."

  "Why?" Xue Lengyu was puzzled. Zhan Fengsong wasn't someone who dwelled on his past, had already forgotten it all, and even if he still vaguely remembered, he didn't think that someone with such a personality would have a turbulent life.

  Zhan Feng Furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, as if he had made some kind of decision, and handed the fresh peach in his hand to Xue Leng Yu, saying softly: "Want to take a look at my past?"

  Xue Lengyu took the peach in her hand and stared blankly, saying: "Your past?"

  Haven't you forgotten? How can you still remember the past?

  Xue Lengyu didn't object, and Zhan Fengsong's hand was on his own waist, actually undoing his belt.

  "Hey......" Xue Lengyu was stunned for a moment, and after understanding his actions, her face turned red as she quickly turned around to avoid looking: "What are you doing?"

  What's the point of taking off your clothes in this desolate mountain wilderness?

  Zhan Feng Cong's movements slowed down slightly as he explained, "Don't be afraid, I'm just showing you the injuries on my body."

  "Hurt?" Xue Lengyu heard this and felt surprised, then turned around with a relieved heart. Zhan Fengsong indeed wasn't a man who made people feel uneasy. If it was said that they were alone in the wilderness with no one around, it's likely that she would take advantage of him instead.

  Zhan Feng Song undid his belt and pulled down his upper garment, revealing his robust chest and shoulders.

  For Xue Lengyu, a man's bare upper body was not an unfamiliar sight, so it wasn't that embarrassing. On the contrary, she was startled by Zhan Fengsong's good physique and widened her eyes to take a closer look.

  She walked up and took a closer look, and Xue Lengyu's face suddenly changed.

  There were dense scars of all sizes on Zhānfēng Sòng's body. On his chest and back, there were obvious new and old wounds, some had faded to a faint mark close to the color of flesh, while others were still very conspicuous.

  Xue Lengyu wanted to smile, but her face was stiff, and she forced out an expression that was even uglier than crying.

  Seeing Xue Lengyu's change in expression, Zhan Fengsong thought of pulling up his collar. However, Xue Lengyu's somewhat stiff fingers lightly pinched the corner of his clothes, not letting him pull.

  "What?" Zhan Feng Song said: "Haven't seen it before, have you?"

  At this moment, she didn't think about the etiquette of men and women not being intimate. Xue Lengyu's fingers were icy cold, lightly touching a long scar from her shoulder to her abdomen, saying: "This... what kind of injury is this?"

  Such a long scar, leaving such a deep impression, this wound, at that time must have been extremely severe, enough to be fatal. Her heart couldn't help but ache. She could even imagine the scene of Xian Feng Song's gentle face, when he suffered such an injury, gritting his teeth in pain, how heartbreaking and distressing it was.

  Zhan Feng Cong lowered his head and said, "I don't know either. Maybe it's a knife wound, maybe it's a sword wound. My adoptive father and the others said that on the day they rescued me from the mountain, these were all scars from being scratched by rocks and branches on the mountain. But obviously, this scar is old."

  After a long time, Xue Lengyu slowly let out a breath: "Zhan big brother, what did you used to do in the past?"

  This is not a question, but an exclamation.

  "Are you scared?" Zhan Fengsong raised an eyebrow, looking at Xue Lengyu who couldn't help but tremble slightly, and said with self-mockery: "Perhaps the one standing in front of you is a ruthless killer."

  Xue Lengyu shook her head: "I don't believe it. Even if a person loses their memory, their temperament may change somewhat, but how can it change so drastically? Maybe you were once a justice-filled constable, and there would be many scars on your body."

  "You're not the same person anymore, are you?" Zhan Feng Song said: "Leng Yu, I didn't know you before, but everyone says that after you left the Murong family, you became a completely different person. Completely and utterly different. How can I put it?"

  How to say this? Is it possible to say that just because it's a different person, it's normal for things to be different too. Xue Lengyu smiled somewhat awkwardly: "That...I also can't quite put my finger on why. But my intuition tells me that you're definitely not a bad person. A woman's intuition is something that must be trusted."

  Xue Lengyu knew he was comforting himself, and Zhan Fengsong pulled up his outer garment and tied it, forcing a smile: "Maybe, but even so, that's still a life of sword shadows. Now that I think about it, I feel very tired."

  A simple linen garment, and the severe and stern expression that had been hidden beneath was immediately covered up. Only a fleeting glimpse of desolation and distraction flashed across his face before it once again resumed its warm and gentle smile.

  "Sorry." Zhan Fengcong said: "Scared you."

  Xue Lengyu shook her head: "No, I'm not that fragile. But why make me watch?"

  If Zhan Fengsong doesn't want to go back to the past and just wants to live a peaceful life in this village, then these scars and his speculations should all be secrets. The fewer people who know, the better. If Zhan Fengsong wants to pursue himself, he shouldn't expose such things even more.

  This kind of thing will scare girls away.

  Zhan Feng's expression was calm: "I don't know why, but I just feel that there shouldn't be anything hidden from you. I can't tell you what my past is like, but at least I want to let you know what it might be like."

  "I can't cover up the unbearable side and only leave the good for you to choose. That's not fair to you."

  Zhan Feng knew in his heart that when Xue Leng Yu saw the scars on his body, he might be afraid or hesitant, and the little goodwill they had would dissipate in anxiety. But how could he hide it?

  Knowing the meaning of Zhan Feng Song, Xue Leng Yu's heart couldn't help but feel a warmth, she lifted her head to look at his face, and the corners of her eyes were slightly flushed.