Just before sunset today, the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow sounded, Feng Jing suddenly stood up, looking vigilantly at the man walking not far away.
He was dressed in black, with some white dotted with falling snowflakes, and she knew who he was with just one glance.
"Mo Qing!" She called out the name almost immediately, and rushed towards him.
Mo Qing opened his hand and caught her flying body. He smelled her body deeply and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay these few days when I'm not here?"
"No..." she sobbed, "I've been waiting for you to come back, someone brought me here, they said I was a ghost..."
"Now that I'm back, Jingjing doesn't have to cry anymore." He raised his hand, and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips. No matter how pale and haggard his look was, it seemed to be full of warmth at this moment.
"Mo Qing..." Fengqing felt wrong holding him, she raised her head, looked at him carefully, then grabbed his empty sleeve on the left, and asked in a daze, "Where's your hand?"
"It's just a trivial matter, don't worry about it."
She turned up the volume, "I ask you, where is your hand!?"
Mo Qing sighed helplessly, and could only answer: "Some accidents happened, don't worry about the scenery, I don't feel any pain anymore."
Only then did she realize that his face was very pale, and they had only been separated for five or six days, how could the pain of breaking his hand not hurt
"What did you do? Why did you lose your hand?" She cried even harder, "Is it because of me, the people from Xianmen punished you, you can say... that I seduced you, why did you lose What about a hand?"
"The people from Xianmen didn't punish me." Putting his arm around her waist, he kissed away her tears, "Don't cry, this matter has nothing to do with you. Master agreed to let me come to see you, which proves that There will be no one in Xianmen who makes things difficult for me."
She tightly grasped the empty sleeve, "Then what's going on with your hands?"
"I went to a very dangerous place, in order to find something to make the scenery return to sunshine. I found the thing, and I came back alive to see the scenery. That's good, isn't it?" He lowered his head slightly and kissed her Her lips swallowed all her sobs.
A kiss that I hadn't seen for a long time was full of tenderness. Feng Jing's body slowly relaxed, and she put her arms around his neck. Suddenly, she remembered something, opened her eyes and pushed him away, and ended the kiss. Also ran three steps away from him.
Mo Qing blinked, "What's wrong?"
"Someone told me... I would unconsciously absorb the vitality of living people..." She pouted and said aggrievedly: "Mo Qing, I'd better stay away from you."
"These words, my master said?"
"No... it was said by a man named Qiu Shi." When she mentioned him, her expression was not very good.
"Among the fairy gates, there is no one named Qiu Shi."
After a pause, "Then who the hell is he..."
"Don't worry." Mo Qing's eyes darkened slightly, and she stepped forward to hug her again, "You don't have to worry about anything, just let me hug you well."
She smelled the reassuring smell on his body, after all, she couldn't bear to push him away this time, so she just hugged him a little, it should be fine...
The moonlight is like a hook, under the mountain peak, Zhiwei is holding a box in his hand, he is waiting for someone, and soon, there is a figure of a man in white in his sight, but this man, in his gentle eyes, is now hiding more indifference.
Zhiwei sighed, "Why do you have to torture yourself like this?"
He smiled, "Little Zhiwei, you don't understand."
"There are many things I don't understand." Zhiwei said with pity in her tone, "But she has been trapped for three hundred years, I hope this time I can see that Mo Qing used one hand in exchange for what you wanted For the sake of you, you can let her go, and you can also let yourself go."
"So, you disobeyed my order and let him see the scenery." He smiled colder, "How do I remember that Xiao Zhiwei seemed to hate scenery very much before?"
"I never hated her, it's just that sometimes young people don't like to show their true emotions."
He laughed again, raised his hand, and the box flew into his hand, his figure sank into the darkness, his smiling eyes were merciless, "I've let go once before, this time, no matter how much I have to sacrifice, I won't let go .”
"Master!" Only Zhiwei's panicked voice sounded in the night.