Morphy put down the phone, squatted beside Nan Feng Xiao, and stretched out her hand distressedly to touch Nan Feng Xiao's pale face.
"Nan Fengxiao, don't do this, I will be afraid." Murphy said softly.
Nan Fengxiao's appearance really scared her.
It was normal. When she saw her coming, Nan Fengxiao had already rushed towards her. How could it be possible to look at her so calmly without saying a word.
Nan Fengxiao finally raised his eyes, focusing on Murphy's face. With the faint light of the mobile phone, I could see Morphy's expression clearly.
"Moffey?" Nan Fengxiao raised his hand and stroked his smooth face.
"it's me."
As soon as Morphy finished speaking, Nan Fengxiao suddenly hugged her, put her head in her neck, and called his name over and over again.
Suddenly, Murphy felt a bit cold in his neck, and Murphy's body stiffened.
Nan Feng Xiao... Are you crying
Murphy hugged Nan Feng Xiao with his backhand, wanting to give him some warmth, and said softly: "Everything is over, Nan Feng Xiao, I'm still by your side, I will always be by your side."
Nan Fengxiao did not speak, but hugged him tightly, holding him all the time.
It wasn't until Murphy's legs were sore that he couldn't sustain it, and fell into Nan Feng Xiao's arms. Nan Feng Xiao woke up.
"Uncomfortable?"
Nan Feng Xiao had already felt much better, looked at Morphy's face, and asked seriously.
Murphy nodded and smiled bitterly, "My legs are numb."
Murphy confessed honestly.
Nan Feng Xiao's face sank as he was about to scold Morphy, but looking at her pitiful appearance, all the words were gone.
He picked up Murphy, and Murphy clung to Nan Feng Xiao's neck obediently, and watched Nan Feng Xiao haggardly but still indifferently facial features.
Nan Fengxiao lowered his head, looked at the clean and comfortable face in front of him, and slowly said, "I have waited for more than 20 years to avenge my father."
Mo Fei pursed her mouth, Nan Fengxiao seemed to be in a bad mood just because of this incident.
Murphy did not speak, waiting for Nan Fengxiao to continue speaking.
"But, the moment I picked up the gun, I suddenly couldn't get it off. Murphy, did I fail?"
Nan Fengxiao smiled bitterly, and his inability to do this meant that what he had done for so many years was in vain, meaningless.
"Nan Feng Xiao, you are not wrong." Murphy said softly, "Your father will not blame you, Aunt Su also knows that you worked hard. Nan Feng Xiao, I understand you."
Nan Fengxiao paused, staring affectionately at Murphy, and suddenly laughed.
"You always know what I'm thinking."
Murphy smiled warmly, raised her body and kissed Nan Feng Xiao, "South Feng Xiao, do we want to go back?"
"Yeah." Nan Fengxiao answered without any hesitation, and the smile on Murphy's face increased.
…
Just when the two were approaching Nanfeng Xiao’s private castle, Lei Ting suddenly hurried over, panting, "Brother Nan, the boss has always been very emotional, and everyone can't help it."
Nan Fengxiao glanced at Murphy, who immediately smiled, got down from his arms, stood behind him, and listened to him talking to Thunder.
"What does it mean to be emotional?" Nan Feng Xiaojian frowned and asked coldly
Thunder hesitated for a long time before he said, "The master has always tried to commit suicide."
Murphy's eyes widened suddenly, Nan Fengxiao's mother actually wanted to commit suicide
Nan Fengxiao's face was pale, he looked back at Murphy, and asked, "Would you like to follow me?"
Murphy immediately grabbed Nan Fengxiao's hand, and Nan Fengxiao lowered his head and smiled.