Chapter 28: Familiar strangers

When Ye Feng stood in Gross Cathedral, he finally put away his cynical expression.

Gross Cathedral is the largest Romanesque church in Switzerland. It has a double tower building with a majestic appearance and its unique shape is also a symbol of the city of Zurich.

Ye Feng has been to church more recently, but he rarely goes to China because he lacks the necessary conditions in China. He rarely speaks foreign languages ​​because he does not have that environment.

Although there are white lotus that are not stained with mud, there are more toads and mosquitoes that come out, and the environment is very important. Ye Feng certainly understands this.

Although he did not believe in the Buddha or Allah, Ye Feng was still respectful when he came to Gross Cathedral. He respected not because of the Lord, but because of a person here.

Sitting in the confessional room for a long time, Ye Feng didn't know how many times he had recited his guilt, but he came to teach and answer questions, not a pastor or a nun.

The cultivator is not short in middle age, but the nun's clothes cover up his graceful figure, his facial features are upright, and his expression is solemn. The moment he saw Ye Feng, he felt a little warm.

When Ye Feng saw the nun, he also felt a hint of warmth on his face, "Hello, Mama."

"I'm not good, I thought you forgot me." The nun looked at Ye Feng and finally laughed, "Child, you have grown up."

There are not many people who call Ye Feng's children. Jin Menglai always calls Ye Feng's eldest nephew. Ye Feng is respectful on the surface, but in fact he wants to kick this uncle into the gutter. He doesn't need to feel it recently. Everyone can see that Jin Menglai is a little sarcastic, but there is no handle. The result of Ye Beigong and Ye Feng's discussion was that being careful about Jin Menglai was the best. The nun called Ye Feng a child, but it sounded natural and could not be natural. Ye Feng didn't feel disgusted at all when he heard it.

"Did I not be big three years ago?" Ye Feng smiled, "Madam, you are still so young."

"You kid," the nun smiled lovingly, "why, there's another problem?"

"Can't you find a nanny without any problems?" Ye Feng touched his nose with a wry smile.

"Of course," the nun laughed, "but I know you are very busy. Your father is very busy, I can't help you anything, fortunately, I'm here and can help others."

Ye Feng's eyes were a little wet, "Madam, although you are my adoptive mother, I have always treated you as my biological mother. In fact, you don't have to work so hard. Isn't it good to go back and relax, isn't it good?"

The nun smiled and shook his head, "Relaxation is not necessarily a blessing. I am born with hard work, and some people cannot be idle. But, I," the nun suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, "Feng'er. Why has it been three years since I have not even had any news? Every time I ask your father, but he..."

"I'm not back now," Ye Feng smiled bitterly: "I'm back, there's no one missing arms or legs."

The nun's face changed, "Feng'er, what's wrong with you? I rarely see you so depressed."

"I'm guilty." Ye Feng said softly.

"You are guilty. Why don't you go to the priest?" Although the nun was joking, his expression became serious.

"The priest can't solve it, I just want to ask you." Ye Feng touched his nose.

"Tell me, but I'm afraid I can't help you." The nun was kind-hearted.

"My biological mother has passed away, how many years have passed away." Ye Feng still said in a low voice, and the nun's face changed. Ye Feng noticed this, "I can't help asking. Madam. Do you know too?"

The nun couldn't help but be surprised, "I know too? So, besides you, there are other people who know? Have you found your biological mother? She, hasn't she been dead for many years?"

"Everything is my father's lie," Ye Feng said without anger, but helplessness, "He hid me so hard. He said that my biological mother died of dysfunction after giving birth to me. In fact, this is just an excuse. My mother left when I was two years old, but her death, according to the signs, it was only in recent years. My father said that my mother passed away, but she didn't want me to go to her."

"Your father is in trouble." The nun suddenly said.

"Is there any difficulty?" Ye Feng's eyes flashed, but he was not as impulsive as he was treating his father at the beginning. After all, it was his father who was wrong, not his adoptive mother. He only found his adoptive mother to solve his doubts.

"Although I have never seen your biological mother," the nun saw a hint of disappointment in Ye Feng's eyes and smiled, "I know that you are asking me today, complaining is one purpose, and wanting to know your biological mother's situation is the main purpose."

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed. He temporarily let go of everything, looking concealed, but he didn't expect that not only Uncle Fourth could see through his purpose at a glance, but also his adoptive mother.

"Although I have never seen your biological mother and I have no words to comment on her, I cannot deny it," the nun said slowly, "Your father loves your mother, right?"

Ye Feng was silent.

"Feng'er, you are so smart, you will definitely see this. He would rather endure the pain than let you find your mother. He must have his intention." The nun sighed, "Actually, you know everything, but why are you still so persistent? Your father doesn't say it, maybe it's just because he feels that it's not time to say it yet."

Ye Feng's eyes were a little wet, "But my mother asked someone to come and take care of me. The man was named Bai Chenbei. She loved me. She heard my mother talk about me for more than ten years. When she approached me, I didn't know that she loved me so deeply. I didn't even know that she was chosen by my mother for me."

The nun's face looked strange, "Your mother chose for you, she must be an excellent girl."

"But she is dead, she died to save me." Ye Feng's voice was a little hoarse.

The nun also fell silently and said for a while: "Is that what happened three years ago?"

"No," Ye Feng looked up suddenly, tears fell. He could laugh when he was bleeding, but when he was crying, he looked like a child who was ignorant of the world. His voice was a little choked, "I have always been doubting. I have always been denying her, and I have always been complacent because I thought I was a winner of the relationship, but later I realized that I was wrong! From beginning to end, I was just a self-righteous poor person."

The nun didn't say anything, she just grabbed Ye Feng's hand and held it gently. Listening to his complaints, she was powerless to do anything about Ye Feng's grief. After all, only those who have experienced this kind of pain will know the pain. All she can do is listen.

"When she was dying, she gave me this." Ye Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, with a small keychain on his palm. The nun looked at him in confusion and said nothing. Ye Feng pressed the protruding point next to him, and the keychain bounced away, revealing a small photo inside. On it, a child was smiling innocently.

"This is me." Ye Feng's low voice, "Photo of the full moon."

The nun sighed, "She..."

"She has loved me for eighteen years. Just one photo." Ye Feng couldn't help but shed tears again, "I really don't believe it. I thought she lied to me, I thought my father was lied to me, I thought all the people in the land were lied to me, but I couldn't deceive myself!"

The nun was speechless, but the corners of his eyes were also wet, which looked like a fairy tale. But she would rather believe that there was such a person!

"But a few days ago, I saw another photo and I finally believed it," Ye Feng sighed and wiped away his tears. "This is my last cry for her. I thank her, I thank her for making me believe. There is still love in this world! She has changed everything about me. But Mama, has I got a chance to change it?"

"As long as you are sincere, you will always have a chance to reform." The nun's eyes were complicated and finally said: "But you should cheer up. When the Lord saves his people, he never seeks to pay, because the Lord loves his people, and loving someone means giving, even life!"

"Even if it's life?" Ye Feng murmured to himself.

"If you don't want her life to disappear, you want her life to be continued," the nun said softly: "Go and do what she wants you to do."

"What did she ask me to do?" Ye Feng looked up at the nun, feeling helpless.

He was not so depressed and helpless, and unconfident, but this time, he still wanted to hear the nun's opinion, otherwise he wouldn't have come.

"Life well and be a good person." The nun said slowly: "I think this is not only her wish, but also your mother's wish."

"How did you know that this is my mother's hope?" A ray of light flashed in Ye Feng's helpless eyes.

"Because I am also a mother," the nun said softly: "I know that a mother who loves you will never ask for too much."

Live well and be a good person? Ye Feng murmured to himself, stood up, his eyes with unprecedented firmness.

He strengthened his belief and perhaps he had decided something. When he walked out of the confessional room, he saw Yebei Palace at first sight.

Ye Beigong looked at him with a calm eyes, calm as before. Ye Feng has always admired his father for this. He didn't know when he could be so honorable and disgraceful!

"I'm going to Macau." Ye Feng shrugged, as if he had shaken off the burden he had put on him over the years.

He is the best talent in the sect, he is the most capable son in the eyes of his father, and he has countless halos in the eyes of others. He is always the best prince charming in the eyes of women. He has always pursued glory, halo, and confidence, but after today, he decided to put aside these and do what he wanted to do.

It's very simple, but it's really hard for him.

"I don't have to worry about going to Macau," Ye Beigong suddenly said a meaningful sentence, "I should be anxious about the people waiting for you to go."

Ye Feng obviously understood. The father and son had already had a tacit understanding. They were father and son, and friends. Perhaps it could be said that they were even more rivals because they knew each other too well.

He just smiled, and Ye Feng's smile was very sarcastic, "But I always have to go. After all, I volunteered and had the heavy trust of Mr. Shen."

Ye Beigong looked at him for a long time, "Every day, there are times when geese pecked at the eyes."

"What about you?" Ye Feng's smile finally turned into respect.

"Everyone is the same." Ye Beigong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Feng's expression, "Everyone can chase geese, and anyone can be a geese."

"Then where are you going to let me go first?" Ye Feng was a little puzzled.

"Go to France first and meet Mr. Latu. Tomorrow is his daughter's birthday." Yebei Palace hesitated, "By the way, I say hello to Sophie on my behalf. In the past few years, if you are not here, I usually go there."

"Why do you need to meet Latu?" Ye Feng said bluntly. He didn't need to circle around his father. In most cases, their social purpose is very strong, and he doesn't need to hide it.

Ye Beigong looked at him for a while. "I don't think you don't understand this."

"What I don't understand is why not look for Guter." Ye Feng said seriously.

Ye Beigong was obviously stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: "You are just whimsical." Of course he knew who Gut was, but how could he join forces with him?

"Latu has extraordinary influence on the French wine industry, and even the whole world," Ye Feng said slowly: "Of course I know the purpose of letting me go. You have gradually separated your industry from Southeast Asia. Focus on entering Europe, is it? The wine industry is also an important goal of your development, right?"

"You said it's right. Southeast Asia's money is indeed easy to make, but it shouldn't be earned by us anymore." Ye Beigong sighed, "Ye Feng, if there was a Baicheng in this world before, I knew me. Now there is another you."

"Why give up the Southeast Asian market?" Ye Feng's eyes were burning.

"You have your own brain and can analyze it." Ye Beigong said lightly: "I don't like my son asking his father about everything, and I don't want to affect you. I know that you have your own career."

"Why do you speak so much like a person?" Ye Feng said inadvertently.

"Oh?" Ye Beigong's eyes flashed, "Who is it?"

"Ants and bees."

Ye Feng said the words, if others heard them, they would probably vomit blood, but Ye Beigong just smiled. "You are very humorous."

"Really humorous? No explanation?" Ye Feng asked persistently, "This is someone else's privacy, but not yours."

"I should tell you something," Ye Beigong said slowly: "If you deal with the Macau thing this time, you will be dealing with the same words as I think."

"What are you thinking?" Ye Feng asked.

"I can't tell you this," Ye Beigong shook his head discriminally, "Ye Feng, you have to know. I don't want to compete with anyone, including you! If you don't agree with my ideas, I force you. It will only cause hidden dangers to our father and son in the future. If you agree with my ideas, what's the difference between me or not?"

"You are just trying to do nothing," Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned, "Don't you think this is too negative?"

"Maybe it's negative," Ye Beigong said lightly: "But at least I think this is the safest and best solution. Recently, I really can't think of any other way."

"When I'm leaving, you don't have any advice?" Ye Feng's eyes also showed thoughts. He originally wanted to say something to his father, but now he found that he no longer needed it. Was his father coming here this time just to show him something?

"I just want to tell you that although the eagle flies far away, there are times when it is lonely and tired. The pigeon can convey messages to you, just because of its homesick instinct."

"I do not understand."
To be continued...