When Jun Mohan lowered his head and heard the murmur from Feng Sujin's mouth, his whole body was shaken. At this moment, the expression on his face changed.
He held Feng Sujin's hand, which was trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but use strength.
His unconscious movements made Feng Sujin's hand hurt.
Jun Mohan's head began to hurt violently.
He leaned forward and gently held Feng Sujin in his arms. He wanted to push hard, and his body was shaking a little, as if he was trying his best to suppress some emotions.
"If you don't leave, you won't leave... No one can hurt you anymore..."
"No one can take you away from me anymore..."
…
Jun Mohan's broken and low voice spoke one sentence after another. Although his tone was very light, it seemed to carry the weight of ten thousand kilograms.
Feng Sujin seemed to feel pain, as if she heard some voice in her nightmare, like the voice she longed for in the deepest part of her memory.
She slowly opened her eyes.
"Rumble..."
The thunder was so loud that it seemed to ring in Feng Sujin's ears, causing her whole body to tremble before she could say anything.
"Ajin, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
Jun Mohan's voice was so soft and gentle, as if coaxing a child, making people's hearts gradually calm down.
"Mo Han?"
Hearing Feng Sujin's sobering voice, Jun Mohan's body trembled and froze for a moment. He stood up slowly, then lowered his head and locked Feng Sujin's eyebrows deeply, "Ajin?"
Jun Mohan's eyes flickered and flickered, and there seemed to be a deep and complex light shining inside, like a whirlpool, and two clusters of flames seemed to be burning.
Feng Sujin felt as if her heart and soul were being swallowed up, "Mo Han, I... you... what happened?"
Jun Mohan's eyes flickered. He slowly reached out and gently wiped the sweat from Feng Sujin's forehead, "Ajin, you were dreaming. Do you still remember what you dreamed about and what you said?"
Feng Sujin's eyes were a little confused, "Am I talking in my sleep?"
Jun Mohan sighed quietly in his heart. Obviously Feng Sujin didn't know what she just said, "It's okay, be good, go to sleep!"
"Um."
Jun Mohan went to bed again, holding Feng Sujin in his arms. His heart was filled with turmoil, and he no longer felt sleepy.
Feng Sujin felt the familiar and safe atmosphere in Jun Mohan's arms and fell asleep again.
Jun Mohan looked at her peaceful sleeping face, stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, lowered his head and kissed her lovingly, and looked at her like this all night long, guarding her all night long.
Early the next morning, when the rain stopped, Jun Mohan got out of bed, went to the study, and sent an urgent message to Ye Xing, "Ask Ange to use all the information to find out everything that happened before Feng Sujin was eight years old." details."
At the earliest time, the Feng family information he asked Ye Xing to bring did not contain any records of Feng Sujin's childhood.
"Young Master Jun, when we first conducted the secret investigation, there was no information about the young lady's childhood at all."
Jun Mohan had a cold aura all over his body, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Can't the dark pavilion also detect it?"
After a pause, Jun Mohan ordered: "If you can't find it, keep checking for me, and keep an eye on everyone in the Feng family, but don't act rashly this time."
"yes!"
After Jun Mohan gave the order, he washed his hands and started making breakfast for the two of them.
Feng Sujin was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone. She was a little sleepy and picked up the phone in a daze.
Then I heard a shrill cry coming from the other end of the phone, "Feng Sujin, you are satisfied now, you can laugh at my jokes, ah..."