Gu Fenglin's face stopped two inches away from Mu Yunhan, so close that his breath was intertwined.
His eyes looked into hers without any scruples, and the turbulent emotions in them made Mu Yunhan's heart palpitate and he forgot to breathe.
She was so sensitive that she could even feel the breeze blowing on her face when his long eyelashes fluttered.
His thin lips moved silently, "Yes, I am jealous."
"I'm jealous that he has great power and can protect you openly. I'm jealous that he's healthy and can talk to you freely. Instead of being like me, who can only gesture and draw slowly in the sand with a bamboo stick,
I can only move my lips silently like this, but I don’t know if you can understand it or if you are willing to understand it. Not to mention that you are not as frail and sick as I am, and I don’t know how long I can live.”
After Gu Fenglin said this silently, he quickly turned his head away and looked at the dark corner.
Mu Yunhan saw slight tears in the corners of his eyes.
Her heart was suddenly hit by something, and she felt extremely soft.
She thought of that morning when she woke up in despair and saw him walking towards her elegantly.
She thought of him under the wisteria trellis, holding Xuan Jin in his arms, smiling at her quietly and warmly.
She thought of him walking with her through the long streets, shielding her from the neighbors' rumors and strange looks.
Thinking of him standing beside her, silently protecting her under his wings, blocking Zhao Lizheng's vicious attack from the old house.
Thinking of the bite on his arm, thinking of him standing under the starlight, holding his head high and looking forward to her return home.
Thinking of him carrying the dewdrops, he rushed to buy the most delicious oil cake before she went out to do things.
Remembering when she was confused, he gently and calmly took her away from the scene to calm her emotions.
Thinking of his pinch on her waist when she was unconscious.
"I don't care what you did, you have to cheer up now!"
It was this sentence that aroused her fighting spirit and allowed her to remain calm without anyone noticing.
She should have looked at the world with hatred and indifference, but because of his existence, she became a normal person.
Mu Yunhan hesitated again and again, and gently covered Gu Fenglin's hand with his voice, slightly choked.
"You are the best and best person I have ever met. You are not as weak as you said. You are more human than many people, more heroic and powerful than many people. I can't live without you.
Come down, without you, I wouldn’t be where I am today.”
"But, I have my own way to go."
She wiped away her tears, raised her smile, and choked with sobs: "I know what I'm doing, and I'm sober as never before, so don't be angry because of me, and don't belittle yourself because of anyone or anything, okay?
"
A crystal tear rolled down from the corner of Gu Fenglin's eye without any warning. He jerked his hand away, turned around, and strode out.
Aunt Xuan shouted and chased after her: "Master Gu, Master Gu..."
Old Man Gu also chased after him: "Don't worry, I'll go take a look."
The slightly cold touch seemed to still remain on the palm, but the person had already disappeared.
Mu Yunhan stared at his hand in a daze, raised it to his nose, and smelled the familiar, faint medicinal fragrance.
Something is messed up and out of control.
"Girl, the guests are still waiting." Aunt Xuan's voice sounded at the door, and she said helplessly: "What's going on? Are you guys quarreling?" (To be continued)