No matter who was present, the man's words would surely be moved by them.
Of course, the wind chime is no exception. She is just an ordinary woman. Although she has never experienced feelings and has not been exposed to people from the outside world, she can feel whether it is good or bad, sincere or false, and it is so real.
.
She knew clearly that Mu Hanfeng treated her like this because he regarded her as a dead person. He believed that she was that woman, so he treated her like this.
In the darkness, the woman's eyes were particularly commanding, crystal clear, without any impurities. Her lips moved, she pondered for a while, and asked: "Can you tell me about the relationship between you and the woman you like?
Something?"
As cold as him, as powerful as him, as domineering as him, as proud as him, yet he was devastated for a woman, his heart was filled with sadness, and countless sorrows surrounded him.
She was very curious as to what happened between them that made him feel sad and sigh inadvertently when no one was around.
That is a kind of regret, and it is also a kind of self-blame that I hate myself for not being strong enough.
These emotions should all be for the woman who has died and left.
For some reason, she felt no displeasure or unhappiness at being treated as someone else, but instead felt a touch of distress...
Mu Hanfeng remained silent and did not speak. His black eyes were very deep, shining especially in the darkness.
I didn't hear the man speak for a long time, and the atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing. Wind Chime raised his lips and said in a shallow tone: "It's getting late, go to bed."
It's cruel to bring back a person's sad memories, and it's because she didn't consider it well.
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Mu Hanfeng suddenly spoke, his voice low and clear, with a different kind of temptation in the darkness.
He is not so fragile that he will be heartbroken when others mention him. He is used to hiding his true emotions with indifference and is not good at expressing his feelings.
He will not reveal his true feelings to anyone except those close to him.
Outside the window, a bright moon hung in the sky, and the stars twinkled, but the room was completely dark, with nothing else but the man's clear voice.
The wind chime didn't speak, didn't disturb, and listened quietly.
Time passed by minute by minute, but the two of them did not feel sleepy or tired at all.
Mu Hanfeng did not stand up, but just stared at the ceiling quietly, pursed her lips slightly, and said in a clear and clear voice: "She will not die, I have been waiting for her."
Anyone in this world can disappear, but Miao Ling will not.
That is the Nuwa Stone, a Nuwa Stone that was brewed by gathering the aura of heaven and earth and absorbing the essence of all things.
Miao Ling once said that she has her mission, to save all sentient beings in the three realms, and it is her unshirkable responsibility.
She completed her mission, but also disappeared forever.
In the eyes of others, she has indeed disappeared.
But he didn't believe it, and he never believed it. He didn't blindly believe that she still existed in this world, or that she was not dead.
Until this moment, he still clearly remembered what he had said to Mu Hanfeng that day.
"Yue'er, Ling'er is the Nuwa Stone. Her power is beyond our imagination. Although she has sworn to save all living beings in the three realms at the cost of her life, can she disappear so easily?" Mu Hanfeng frowned.
, there was a firm light in his black eyes, obviously not believing that Miao Ling passed away like this.