Chapter 147: Letting Go of the Heart Knot, Seeking Companions

Wang Tingwan thought so, watching Feng Yan's back and seeing him leave.

On the path where the sun was slowly sinking, watching Feng Yan, she continuously felt pain in her heart and also hoped the sunset's afterglow would once again shine on the two of their hearts.

Let them forget each other, not see each other, let them completely break away from this incident, let the two never see each other again, erase everything, forget everything.

After hearing Wang Tingwan's words, Feng Yan smiled, then turned and left; from that moment he obtained the answer he wanted.

"Ah, I finally got it, the answer, but you really came too late, too late," Feng Yan said, his expression excited, stammering the words under the sun's afterglow. His heart began to clear gradually.

Feng Yan knew the girl behind him kept watching him, and he also understood what turning back meant; even a single turn would keep the two's story from ending.

Because his own heart had not truly let go yet.

If he wanted to completely end it, leave her side, abandon everything about her, and start a new life…

Feng Yan was still somewhat hesitant; he stepped away from the girl in his heart, yet a trace of hopeful feeling remained in him.

He still thought that there might still be a possibility between him and her.

But the next second, he denied his own thought.

"Am I not supposed to start a new life?" Feng Yan thought, suppressing his heart, restraining himself from looking back at the girl in his heart.

"Can I do this?" Feng Yan asked himself from the bottom of his heart, clenching his fist as if gripping his own heart.

He tried hard to control his heart, though he knew he still liked the girl behind him.

They each left something in each other's hearts, and both strived to suppress their emotions so they could endure, not letting tears fall.

Wang Tingwan was like that, Feng Yan was like that; from this moment onward, even if they happened to meet again, it would be only a fleeting glance, and they would forget the beautiful years that belonged to them and her.

Finally, Feng Yan stopped his steps, and Wang Tingwan watched his halted silhouette.

She guessed that the person before her was about to turn.

However, she was mistaken; the person in front lingered for a few minutes, still leaving without looking back.

"Is that so?" Wang Tingwan smiled, having contemplated countless outcomes, her guilt gradually eased, as Feng Yan drifted farther away, wondering whether the two words from his mouth would slowly disappear.

Neither of them knew this; perhaps with Feng Yan's departure, the story might reach a new chapter.

Feng Yan walked toward the distance, turned back at a place where the girl could no longer be seen, then flicked his hair up, trying to style it in the way he thought looked cool at the time.

"How could I forget? Perhaps it's sealed, an invisible lock, a deliberate forgetting," Feng Yan said, looking toward where Wang Tingwan was, his eyes showing loss.

"Sigh." Feng Yan exhaled, then told himself, "Well, this can be considered the end of something, I guess."

Feng Yan slowly left, heading toward Wanggong, and behind him a group of people quietly followed.

"Look, the Adventurers' direction is toward Wanggong!"

A few of them saw Feng Yan heading toward Wanggong, then gave up tracking him and returned to report to their Master.