C306 A Storm Brewing at Forty-eight

There was only a short line of words on the letter: "I'm fine, don't worry about me!" "Take care of yourself!" Feng Ge carefully placed the letter on his chest, she still remembered him, and was still concerned about him. After enduring for so long, her tears finally broke, and Meng Yuan did not speak, nor did he urge her, but quietly looked at her. At this moment, Feng Ge's tears were so real