She was a little helpless. Although her martial arts had improved rapidly, she was still not good enough in front of Uncle Nine Emperors and Mu Mu.
Since it's not enough, why bother fighting back?
Mu Mu really meant to hurt her, and no matter how he resisted, he would always get hurt. If Mu Mu didn't mean it, then what's the point of resisting?
The candles in the room were not lit, but for two top experts, just the moonlight outside the window was enough for them to see each other's faces clearly, and even the expressions on their faces.
Quiet, so terrifyingly quiet.
I don't know how long it took before a deep male voice slowly sounded: "Jiu'er."
She said nothing, walked aside and lit the candle.
That black hair suddenly broke into her eyes when she looked back.
For a moment, my eyes almost became wet.
A head full of white hair, how many vicissitudes of life have gone through? After all, it is my own fault. If I hadn't saved her, I wouldn't have such a head of frost.
"They are all looking for you." It feels really good to regain my own voice. I no longer need to suppress it deliberately or be cautious.
In this way, you can speak whenever you want, without any need for sound processing.
It turned out that I had suppressed it for a long time, and suddenly I was able to use my voice again. It was so relaxing that I wanted to cry in an instant.
Mu Mu walked over and really wanted to hold her in his arms gently, but her faint voice stopped him.
It's not that she feels alienated from him, but that the peace and tranquility of this moment is something that people can't bear to break.
Finally, he walked to a chair and sat down, looking at her: "Then let them find it."
"You wouldn't have been so willful before." Feng Jiu also walked over and weighed the teapot. Although there was still some tea, she had been away for so long and it had already become too cold to drink.
"Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
"No wait." Mu Mu immediately stood up and stared at her profile: "I don't need to drink water."
But he couldn't wait any longer. He was afraid that if he waited any longer, he would spend another half a year frantically looking for her.
Feng Jiu looked at him. There was a trace of barely visible panic in this guy's eyes, but she still saw it and caught his uneasiness.
Are you afraid that she will suddenly leave and disappear again?
How could she not know Mu Mu's affection for her? But, it's been half a year, why hasn't it subsided, but... got stronger?
"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to make you a cup of tea." She picked up the teapot and wanted to go out.
But Mu Mu still followed her, and Feng Jiu felt helpless: "I promise! I will guarantee it with my personality!"
"Do you still have a personality?"
"..." What? In this case, why does it seem like the old Mu Mu has returned? No, after amnesia, Mu Mu is even more willful than before.
Feng Jiu sighed lightly, "I still... have a little bit of trouble. Just wait for me for a while. It's late at night and I don't want to disturb the people in the yard."
Seeing that he still refused to sit down, she smiled and said in a coaxing tone: "Just wait a moment, I will bring you something delicious to eat."
He still didn't speak, but he looked at her with a slightly more reassuring look.
Alas, why do I feel more and more that this guy has exactly the same temper as Uncle Nine Emperors? They are indeed brothers!
No, half a year ago, after he lost his memory, she felt that his temper was very similar to that of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Anyway, they are just two children who have not grown up.
Feng Jiu carried the teapot and walked out. This time it took a little longer. Just when Mu Mu was about to chase her out, the sound of her footsteps came back.
"Have you been standing here and never sat down, or did you just get up and want to go out?"
"Stand here all the time." Mu Mu didn't hide anything. He didn't want to ask for anything, he was just telling the truth.
It's so stupid. The two brothers are the same, produced by the same factory.
"Come and sit." Feng Jiu put the small teapot on the coffee table, also put a snack box on it, and took out some pastries from it.
There is not much else in this yard, especially girls. They usually like to eat pastries and snacks, so the cooks always keep some in reserve.
These are steamed and ready to be sent to various hospitals in the morning. After all, it is almost dawn now.
Mu Mu ate without courtesy. Looking at it, he looked as if he had been hungry for a long, long time.
"When did you come last night?" Feng Jiu gave him some tea. She felt distressed when she saw him like this, just like a mother who cares for her own child.
Very pure heartache.
"I don't know." I really don't know. Maybe it's because I've been waiting for so long that I've even forgotten the time.
Feng Jiu stopped asking. There seemed to be a lot of things going on recently, and there were countless things waiting for him to deal with every day.
It seems that so many things started to happen after Uncle Nine Emperors came back...
Not long after, the plates on the table were basically cleared.
Jiuer gave Mu Mu another cup of tea, and he drank it in one gulp. After a while, he said: "He has been looking for you for the past six months, and he has been looking for you like crazy."
She almost blurted out and asked, "What about you?" After all, Mu Mu's face really didn't look that good now.
Just like when Uncle Nine Emperors came here to find her on the first night, his face was pale with a bit of exhaustion, as if he hadn't had a good sleep for a long, long time.
After Uncle Nine Emperors slept that night, his face looked much better the next day, so he...
However, it’s probably less than an hour before dawn, right?
"Stop talking. Either you go back and have a good rest, or you rest here for a while. I'll tell you to leave before dawn."
"I won't sleep." When she falls asleep, she can't be seen.
Even if the face now does not belong to Jiu'er, the person is indeed Jiu'er.
It's also good to look at a face that doesn't belong to her and feel her breath.
"You look very sleepy." Feng Jiu tried to persuade him.
"Not sleeping."
Mu Mu was so stubborn. Although his eyelids were indeed a little heavy, for some reason, when he came to her side, he began to realize that he was tired and sleepy.
But, I just can’t bear to waste time sleeping.
"Okay then, you lie down on the bench and let's chat." Feng Jiu tidied up the things on the coffee table and pointed to the bench not far away.
This time Mu Mu did not refuse and immediately went to the bench.
As soon as he lay down, he felt a deep sleepiness coming over him. He finally closed his eyes, but those two thin, cool lips were still unwilling to compromise: "I'll just close my eyes, I won't sleep."
"..." Why does it feel like a child is saying angry words?
When they were outside, they were all calm and composed, like the God of War Prince and the Iron-Blooded General who frightened the enemy.
With her, they all became childish ghosts.
Jiu'er put some medicinal powder on the incense burner, and the smoke from the incense burner rose up, making her almost feel a little sleepy.
