The hand of the man in the black robe suddenly stopped holding the spoon, he raised his eyes, his pupils moved slightly, and an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart.
Mu Ziyi couldn't see it, but she could feel that the man was sitting opposite her, and they were so close.
The woman stood up and eagerly wanted to walk towards him, but before she took a few steps, she bumped into the corner of the table in front of her.
The man in black robe frowned slightly, and quickly stepped forward to support her, scolding her in a low voice: "Why are you so impatient..."
Although the words were scolding, the tone was filled with deep concern and care.
She was the treasure he cherished so much that he couldn't bear to say harsh words to her.
The man's elegant but deep voice came to her ears, and the familiar breath rushed to her face. Mu Ziyi's heart felt inexplicably sour, and her eyes were wet with tears: "Brother Yun..."
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
Yun Zhongge's eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, and he did not move away for a long time. The petite green figure was reflected in his eyes, and his eyes were very focused.
Mu Ziyi's eyes were full of tears. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it. The eager but blazing gaze fell directly on her.
Such a familiar breath, such a familiar voice, such a doting tone.
Besides him, who else...
Looking at the woman crying in front of him, Yun Zhongge's throat rolled slightly, and he felt as if there was a big stone stuck in his heart, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Don't cry, it will hurt your eyes..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mu Ziyi has never been a crybaby. No matter how seriously injured she was or how much blood she shed, she never uttered a word.
But at this moment, listening to the man's distressed but loving words, her heart felt inexplicably sour, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.
Seeing the woman in such a state, Yun Zhongge felt a little sad and felt extremely distressed. He stretched out his arms to hug the woman into his arms and patted her back gently, giving her silent comfort.
At this moment, no matter how much you say, it will be redundant.
He didn't persuade her any more, nor did he speak any more. He just stroked her back with his fingers and gave her warmth.
Mu Ziyi buried her head in his chest, her body trembling slightly, and her tears wet the man's clothes. He just hugged her harder and harder, feeling more and more distressed in his heart.
The woman kept crying in his arms, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered these days, as well as her panic and fear.
The tears soaked the man's clothes, but they were like boiling hot water, burning his heart.
He was not a talkative person. Yun Zhongge just raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face. He said softly: "Be good, crying again will hurt your eyes..."
This was the first time that Mu Ziyi cried so sadly.
The woman left his arms and raised her eyes, but her eyes were still dark. Due to crying, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was trembling: "Brother Yun, Xiao Hei... left to save me.
, I was the one who harmed him..."
She blames herself so much.
If it weren't for her indifference, if it weren't for her cold words asking him to leave, if it wasn't for her uselessness, Xiao Hei might not have...
Thinking of this, a few tears filled the woman's eyes again, and she looked very distressed.
Yun Zhongge's eyes narrowed slightly, and he touched her head gently, comforting her like a child: "That's not your fault..."