Chapter 2827 The Person I Have Been Waiting for Is Finally Here!

Iceland, located near the southern town of Vik, is famous for its black sand beaches, basalt columns and ocean stacks.

It is one of the best places to see the Northern Lights in Iceland, as it offers dramatic views and a soundtrack of waves, while the night sky is its show.

The small hotel at the corner of the mountain receives astronomy enthusiasts from all over the world, as well as followers of romanticism. Halfway up the mountainside, which looks like a pastoral landscape, there is a large gathering place for camping tents. Those who can set up camp here are almost all professional astronomy camping enthusiasts. Based on experience and physical fitness, almost everyone can withstand the cold in Iceland.

Cold weather.

In a camping tent on the side, a thin man was wiping the dagger in his hand: this dagger must be a few years old, but it has always been loved by its owner.

The resolute face appeared even more indifferent in the cold air.

Cong Gang has been in Iceland for a week.

Maybe the drunkard doesn’t care about the wine, nor does he care about the mountains and rivers!

Just looking for a quiet place to cool down! Until the feelings in my heart are completely disintegrated, and then they are removed from the depths of my heart bit by bit.

That would be great if it actually worked!

Cong Gang wouldn't have been stuck here for more than a week, with no way out and no way back.

To die quietly in this icy and beautiful nature might be the best destination for Cong Gang.

"Bug...caterpillar...dog thing...where did your mother die?"

As soon as Cong Gang touched his neck with the dagger in his hand, he heard someone's cry from outside the camping tent.

Cong Gang's heart, as silent as death, began to have small ripples: Was he too hungry, and he actually heard Feng Xinglang's scoundrel cry?

Cong Gang put the dagger against his palm and slightly opened a bloody opening: It hurts!

I shouldn't be hallucinating!

"Insect...Cong Gang...where the hell are you?"

The shouts were shuddering due to the cold air.

Could it be... could it really be... Feng Xinglang?

The next second, Cong Gang flashed and flew out of the camping tent as fast as a cheetah. The scene he saw made his originally determined and cold eyes suddenly glow with gentle light.

Feng Xinglang stood in the snow, trembling like an octogenarian; wearing clothes that were elegant and not warm made him freeze like a dog. And he’s also a very sad dog!

"Feng Xinglang? You...why are you here?"

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang who appeared in front of him in disbelief, and was so excited that he was speechless.

Moreover, there was no one else around Feng Xinglang, only him!

"Damn... dead insect... I... I... finally... finally... found you... a dead... dead thing! You... why aren't you... immortal? You... killed... me Me!"

After seeing Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang immediately lost control of his emotions; if his mouth hadn't been so cold that he couldn't even speak clearly, he probably could have scolded Cong Gang for hours!

"Feng Xinglang... you... why are you here?"

Cong Gang took a step forward and supported Feng Xinglang, who was shaking from the cold.

"Say... you... where is your camping tent? Who... is hiding in it? Tell me..."

Before Feng Xinglang could finish speaking, his vision went dark and he half fainted due to hypothermia.

"Feng Xinglang...Lang!"

Cong Gang hugged the half-fainted Feng Xinglang tightly, and whispered softly into the unconscious Feng Xinglang's ear:

"The person I've been waiting for...is finally here!"

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When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already two hours later.

He was enveloped in the warm heat, and his whole body felt warm.

Two hours ago, Cong Gang first carried Feng Xinglang to his camping tent, made a series of insulation measures for him, then carried him down the mountain and brought him into a small hotel.

With Feng Xinglang's physical condition, he definitely couldn't survive in the camping tent; so Cong Gang carried him all the way from the mountainside back to the small hotel at the corner of the mountain. Because the hotel has heating and hot food!

Feng Xinglang's cold body had already been warmed by Cong Gang.

Seeing Feng Xinglang frozen like a dog, Cong Gang was angry and funny.

What was even more touching was: this guy actually came here to look for him alone! !

Within these two hours, Cong Gang carried him for one hour and held him for another hour.

Feng Xinglang woke up and stared at Cong Gang with resentment.

"Where's the friend you made an appointment with? Let's call him out and play together!"

Feng Xinglang looked around the cramped environment and asked Cong Gang, who had been waiting beside him, in an uncharacteristic manner.

The gentleness in Cong Gang's eyes was like the warm sunshine in winter.

This guy came all this way just to question who he was dating?

Cong Gang reached over and took out the hand-warming bag from Feng Xinglang's heart, then looked at him quietly and smiled softly.

"You damn Xiaomaoxiao! You have fun teasing me, right?"

Feng Xinglang came over and slapped Cong Gang on the cheek.

It's not very powerful, but it definitely shows off its domineering momentum.

Cong Gang seemed to be used to being slapped in the face by Feng Xinglang; but one thing must be made clear: Feng Xinglang could only hit him if Cong Gang acquiesced!

In other words, only when Cong Gang wants others to hit him, others will have the opportunity to hit him!

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang quietly without getting angry, and then said in a gentle and clear tone:

"The person I made an appointment with is right in front of me! He came all the way here... I'm really touched!"

Under Cong Gang's gaze, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: "The person you are dating is not me, right?"

"President Feng Da is indeed very witty!"

Cong Gang smiled warmly and put a piece of chocolate to Feng Xinglang's mouth.

Feng Xinglang doesn't like sweets, but chocolate can replenish his energy in a short time.

"You're playing this stupid thing with me? Do you think I'm mentally retarded?"

When Feng Xinglang was about to get up, Cong Gang immediately wrapped him in a thick soft fur blanket.

"You are the only one who knows that I came to Iceland... and I only told you!"

Cong Gang changed into a warm bag and let Feng Xinglang hold it in his arms.

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang's sincere face, without any hypocrisy, and curled his lips slightly, "I believe you!"

Cong Gang put a soft leather pillow on Feng Xinglang's back, "Would you like to rest for a while or eat something first? If you have any common sense, you would wear a warm down jacket."

Cong Gang tightened the blanket on Feng Xinglang's body, "The body temperature is normal, but your internal organs must continue to be heated for a while!"

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, looking at the imprint of his five-fingered hand on Cong Gang's face.

Although it was normal to get angry with Cong Gang verbally, as time went by, Feng Xinglang rarely hit Cong Gang.

Even if it is an old yellow dog that has been by their side for many years, most owners are reluctant to beat it often.

What's more, Cong Gang is a living person!

"When you get beaten... you don't know how to avoid it?"

Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang, "Or is it because he absconded out of fear of crime, so he is in the wrong?"

"First of all, I didn't run away in fear of crime, and secondly, I don't think I was in the wrong either!"

Cong Gang gave Feng Xinglang a mouthful of mushy lobster soup, "The reason why I let you beat me is to thank you for the cold and hardship you endured all the way here!"

"Haha...haha!"

Feng Xinglang sneered twice, "Wanwan and Fein borrowed Xiaomumu to come back and play in love... You are also involved, right? I said how could my daughter come up with so many tricks? It turns out you are behind it. Where is the commander?!"

"Feng Xinglang, I said I am innocent, do you believe me?"

Cong Gang fed Feng Xinglang another mouthful of rich lobster soup, "Your precious daughter came to me back then and said she didn't want to live anymore... said she had thought about it for a long time... I couldn't just watch her go. Are you going to die?"

"Then why don't you discuss it with me before you do anything?"

Feng Xinglang became anxious; when he heard that Cong Gang said that his daughter had said that she didn't want to live anymore, and that she had thought about it for a long time, his heart hurt.

How could you, such a stupid kid, think about death? !

But now Feng Xinglang has seen the truth: his daughter Lin Wan loves Feng Shiwu so much that he can't control himself, loses his mind, and loves her to the core!

"I want you to know...your daughter really has only one chance of death!"

Cong Gang let out a faint breath, "Lin Wan's love for Feng Shiwu is much stronger than your love for your daughter... Even if I tell you, you can't stay by her side for the rest of your life." Don’t do anything stupid, right?!”

Feng Xinglang was silent for a long time!

"Then you bring a fake child here to deceive Lin Xueluo and me?"

Feng Xinglang glared at Cong Gang again.

"What kind of fake child? Xiaomumu is the heir of your Feng family!"

Cong Gang took advantage of Feng Xinglang's surprise and fed him another spoonful of lobster bisque.

"What? Xiaomumu is really Wanwan and Fein's daughter?"

Feng Xinglang asked in surprise.

"No...but there's not much difference between a granddaughter and a granddaughter..."

There were some things that Cong Gang shouldn't have told Feng Xinglang; after all, Cong Gang had promised someone.

But he was really moved that Feng Xinglang could cross the ocean and come to Iceland alone to find him. Cong Gang was overly moved at once, and then he forgot about what he had promised someone.

"Granddaughter... and granddaughter? What do you mean? Could it be that... Xiaomumu is my granddaughter?"

Feng Xinglang's eyes began to shine with surprise, "Really or not? You're not playing tricks on me again, are you?"

"I didn't play tricks on you from the beginning... Lin Wan took Xiao Mumu back to recognize his ancestors."

Cong Gang gently smoothed Feng Xinglang's short black hair, "I know you are a patriotic heir!"

"Is Xiao Mumu..." Feng Xinglang asked in surprise, "Is he the child of Xiao Chong and An An?"