the very least, the egg noodles she made are tasty, even if they aren't particularly fancy.Nuann warmed afraid he was hungry, hurt his stomach, made one and brought out one, let him eat first if he w...The blue sky and white clouds over the Aegean Sea are the most beautiful I've ever seen, pure and flawless. Warmth couldn't help but admire them. Ye Fei Mo took her to an island in the Aegean Sea.

This is a private island with soft white beaches, vast fields of lilies, towering palm trees, and rugged rocks. This combination makes it feel very strange and uncomfortable.

Ye Fei Mo had checked, this island was registered under the name of a Chinese woman named Gu Zhenzhen. But he searched through all the data and couldn't find out who Gu Zhenzhen was, which could only mean either that this person had no record, or that this person didn't exist at all.

Ye Fei didn't care much about this situation. After all, there were many people in this world whose information couldn't be found in any country, such as members of secret organizations who wouldn't leave any trace for anyone to find.

"Could mandalas grow in a place like this" Warm asked Ye Fei Mo, who frowned and looked at the red expanse all around. An ominous feeling arose in his heart. These were flowers on the Huangquan Road, traditionally considered an unlucky blossom.

The mandala, a symbol of death.

The island was very quiet. Ye Fei and Wen Nuan walked for a long time on the island without encountering anyone, but they saw several old-style mansions. These buildings looked like deep courtyards in ancient costume dramas, with two large red lanterns hanging at the door, very antique.

The style was very peculiar. There were many dragon and phoenix carvings on the stone pillar in front of one house's gate.

The street was a clean cobblestone road, not very smooth, with only three houses in total, forming a rather peculiar triangular shape. Each household had a patch of cosmos flowers in front of its door. There was a small river on the island, and also a small stone bridge, giving off a feeling of idyllic scenery.

Warmth and Ye Fei Mo knocked on the door of a house. They knocked for a long time but got no answer. The two looked at each other, then went to knock on three more doors, but still got no answer. The island was eerily silent, with only the occasional croak of a crow, which made Warmth's skin crawl and her hands and feet go cold.

Ye Fei held her hand tightly and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

In the stillness, Ye Fei Mo's voice was incredibly reassuring. Warm nodded in agreement, thankfully she and Ye Fei Mo came together, otherwise she would definitely have been scared to death.

"Won't there be anyone on the island" Wen Nuan said warmly.

Ye Fei didn't shake his head. "No, there are houses here, and I saw lots of footprints on the beach. Someone definitely lives here."

Private islands usually don't have many footprints. If there are, it means someone must live there. Mom confirmed yesterday that she went to this island. If no one lives there, what would she do going there

Warmth looked at the doors of these few households, it seemed like none of them were locked. She thought for a moment and asked Ye Feimo, "Why don't we push the door open and have a look"

Ye Fei Mo was just about to push the door open when suddenly it swung open, a gust of wind blew in, and a girl in a white dress appeared out of nowhere, startling Wen Nuan who instinctively tightened her grip on Ye Fei Mo's hand.

The girl looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a white gown. Her face was as pale as a ghost, with no trace of blood color whatsoever. Her lips were also deathly white. Her jet-black hair streamed behind her, dancing wildly in the wind, giving her an eerie appearance.

If you saw it in the middle of the night, you would definitely think it was a female ghost.

The little girl's features were very delicate, and she had a pair of extremely beautiful, warm yet cool, peach blossom eyes.

"Who are you looking for" The woman in white asked, her Mandarin was very standard, and her tone was light and airy, matching the white gauze gown she wore. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes held no emotion, empty like an abyss.

Ye Fei and Wen Nu looked at each other. Through the woman, Ye Fei could see the courtyard scene. It was empty, with nothing in it. Only a rather elegant rattan chair and a table could be faintly seen, but nothing else could be seen.

"Warmly said, "Little girl, hello. Excuse me, is there a woman in her forties on this island"

"No!" The woman in white said coldly, her words as sharp as ice.

"Warmth frowned, "How could there not be My mom comes to the island every year to see her friends. I heard her say that her friend is over forty."

"No!"

"Warmly became a little anxious, "Little girl, are there any other people on your island"

"No!"

After repeating the phrase "er" three times, the young girl's tone remained flat, devoid of any emotional variation. It was unnerving, her voice lacking the natural inflections one would expect from a living person.

There's a shiver down my spine.

"Is there anyone else on the island besides you" Ye Fei Mo said.

"Yes."

"Yesterday, a woman in her forties came to the island. What did she come for" asked Ye Feimo.

The white-clad woman's gaze fell on Ye Feimo, then glanced at Wen Nuan, and walked out of the mansion. Turning her body, she followed along the riverbank all the way back. Wen Nuan and Ye Feimo followed her, and the mansion door behind them automatically closed.

In a short while, after passing through a field of chrysanthemums, the woman in white stopped and pointed at Ye Fei Mo, saying, “You can’t go any further.”

Ye Fei's ink dangerously narrowed his eyes, reaching out to hold Wen warmly in his arms. The woman pointed at a tombstone in the nearby grassy field, staring blankly at Ye Fei's ink, implying that Ye Fei couldn't go take a look, only Wen could.

This island was full of eerie vibes. Ye Fei Mo would absolutely never let a kind person walk into a graveyard, in case something happened, he'd regret it for the rest of his life.

He even regretted bringing warmth to this island.

The woman didn't show any expression or speak, she said warmly, "Fei Mo, I want to go and take a look."

"Let's go, it's too eerie here on this island. We shouldn't go any further, there's only a tombstone. Mom comes to visit her deceased friends every year, there's nothing interesting about it. Let's just leave, Mom's friends have nothing to do with us." Ye Fimuo tried to persuade Wen Nuan to leave, but Wen Nuan shook her head, saying she wouldn't go anywhere. She had come to this island, so she had to understand everything.

Ye Fei didn't know why Nuan was so obsessed with warmth, his heart worried, he couldn't help but look at the woman.

The woman in white didn't look at them at all. Ye Fei Mo saw that her gaze was also fixed on the tombstone and asked, "Whose tombstone is that"

The girl in white didn't answer.

Warmth said, "I'm just going to take a look. I'll only glance and then leave. Otherwise, I wouldn't be at peace. Fei Mo, you stay here watching. Nothing will happen to me. If anything does, I'll call you."

It was a grassy field, in the center a cross-shaped tombstone. A bouquet of lilies lay before it, presumably placed there by someone who had just paid their respects.

Warm thoughts, maybe Mom.

Then, is the person mom sees every year a dead personfident that if Wenwen had met him before Ye Feimo, he wouldn't have been late. It's a pity... time cannot be controlled.He couldn't blame others.A warmth filled Wen's eyes, she saw a tinge of pain in...