When the cold wind opened his eyes again, it was already three poles of the sun.

The pain in his back constantly stimulated his brain, and he couldn't help but let out a wail.

The pain returned, proving that he had been asleep for more than two hours.

Leng Feng endured the severe pain, climbed up from the bed, reached for the cabinet and took the painkiller, and quickly threw one into his mouth.

When the pain disappeared, Leng Feng's face eased a little, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

The sun is still shining, which means it's going to be a warm day. It's also the weather that many people like, it's not cold, but it's not hot either.

Leng Feng put on a coat and walked out of the room quickly.

Two bowls of steaming white porridge and some sweet pastries were placed on the dining table in the room.

This should be the breakfast made by Mo Ran, which seems to be quite reasonable.

But what made Leng Feng curious was that Mo Ran was not in the house, and she was not even seen in the kitchen and Mu Shiyun's room.

Leng Feng walked out of the wooden house, but still didn't find Mo Ran's figure, she didn't know where she went.

The breeze continued to blow around the wooden house, blowing the cold wind coat, which made him feel the coolness of winter clearly.

But these are not what he wants to feel, what he wants to know most is where Mo Ran has gone.

Suddenly, the cold wind seemed to think of something, and walked towards the back of the wooden house.

A hundred meters behind the hut is a small lake with crystal clear water and many fish, lobsters, and even turtles.

There are many rocks on the edge of the lake, and people can step on them directly.

Mo Ran is standing on the stone by the lake, staring at the calm lake.

The lake is surrounded by tall trees, and there are different kinds of trees, including pine, willow, and plane trees.

It's like a fairyland, and the beauty can't be described in words.

As for Mo Ran, he is more like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

She was wearing a long white dress that the cold wind had given her last night, and she stood barefoot on the rocks by the lake.

What attracted Leng Feng's attention the most was that her hair was bright silver at this time, with a little light blue on the top of her head, and she looked extremely beautiful!

The moment he saw Mo Ran, the breath of the cold wind stopped instantly.

For the first time, he felt that Moran had given him a strange feeling.

Mo Ran is so beautiful, the beauty is shocking, giving Leng Feng a feeling that he does not belong to this world.

As if sensing Leng Feng's gaze, Mo Ran turned his head and stayed on him.

Almost subconsciously, a smile appeared on Mo Ran's face.

Her long hair was scattered behind her, fluttering in the breeze.

The cold wind walked in the direction of Mo Ran, staring at her across a lake.

"What are you doing here?" Leng Feng asked.

His eyes noticed that Mo Ran was barefoot, and the lake water had already soaked the soles of her feet.

"I love the atmosphere. Mo Ran took a deep breath and smiled softly at the cold wind.

Leng Feng pursed his lips and walked along the shore towards Mo Ran.

Mo Ran just stood quietly on the stone on the surface of the lake, staring straight ahead, and the quiet and elegant appearance made Leng Feng's heartbeat subconsciously speed up a lot.

At this time, Mo Ran is really as beautiful as a fairy, and he even wants to explode some immortals.

Mo Ran's eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and she smiled at the cold wind: "The water is very cold, do you want to come down and feel it." ”

The cold wind came behind him, exhaled slowly, and said, "It's going to catch a cold." ”

"No, I'm in good health, I don't catch a cold so easily. ”

"There's no guarantee of these things, so you might as well come up or put your shoes on. ”

As he spoke, Leng Feng glanced at the shore with his eyes, but he didn't find Mo Ran's shoes.

Leng Feng suddenly understood that she had come here barefoot, and she had no shoes at all.

Without waiting for Mo Ran to speak, Leng Feng said: "Is it really good that you are so willful? I walked over without wearing shoes, and now it's winter." ”

"It's not cold. Mo Ran stuck out his tongue at the cold wind and said with a smile: "You must be willful and know how to enjoy life." ”

Her cute voice made Leng Feng startle slightly, then lowered her head and smiled, without saying anything more.

Mo Ran stared at the cold wind, and a smile kept hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Leng Feng showed a hint of a smile, then took off his shoes as well, and slowly walked towards Mo Ran.

Seeing the cold wind coming towards him, Mo Ran smiled softly, and then opened his arms.

Her actions made Leng Feng's heart chuckle, but he still didn't stop and continued to walk towards Mo Ran.

The feet of the cold wind soaked into the somewhat cold lake water, and the exhaustion of his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

After a few seconds, the cold wind came to Mo Ran's side, and Mo Ran didn't say a word, and directly hugged the cold wind hard.

"Your hair is beautiful. Leng Feng said subconsciously.

Indeed, Mo Ran's hair is really beautiful and eclipses the surrounding environment.

Bright silver with a hint of blue, her long hair was so beautiful that the beauty around her became her foil.

"I'm so glad you like me. Mo Ran smiled lightly, and then said softly in the ear of the cold wind: "I like it here, as long as you want, I can live with you here for the rest of my life." ”

Leng Feng closed his eyes and did not respond to Mo Ran's words, but took a deep breath.

The aroma on Mo Ran's body flowed into the lungs of the cold wind along the air, making the cold wind subconsciously open his eyes.

In his sight, there seemed to be Zhang Yinghan's shadow.

It was a long white dress, and the same slender hair.

Leng Feng quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look ahead again, not daring to let himself think so much.

He was afraid, he was afraid of seeing Zhang Yinghan again.

Because he is already with Mo Ran.

Mo Ran's face was full of smiles, she rested her head on Leng Feng's shoulders, and her hands were still wrapped around Leng Feng's waist.

She hugged her very tightly, as if she was afraid that the cold wind would suddenly disappear.

Leng Feng closed his eyes and said a little tiredly, "It's time to go back to breakfast." ”

"Yes. Mo Ran let go of the hand holding the cold wind, and then kissed him lightly on the lips.

Leng Feng didn't speak, but scanned the surrounding scenery with his eyes, and his mind gradually relaxed.

This is a good place to calm people who are extremely irritable, and this place, the whole of China, and even the whole world, can not find a second one.

Mo Ran felt that she was very happy now, and Leng Feng finally accepted her and was willing to live with her.

The two are already lovers, they can hug, they can kiss, they can hold hands together to spend their future lives, or they can enter the palace of marriage together.

Leng Feng didn't look forward to marriage, but Mo Ran kept looking forward to it.

For Leng Feng, he will leave this world in two years, and marriage, he will never think about this thing.

And Mo Ran didn't care how long Leng Feng could live, she just hoped that she could become Leng Feng's bride and take his hand and enter the palace of marriage together.

These things were only hidden in Mo Ran's heart, and she didn't dare to say anything to Leng Feng.

She knew that even after going through so much, there was still Zhang Yinghan's shadow in Leng Feng's heart.

But she didn't care, as long as Leng Feng could be with her, even if he didn't love himself.

Some people are like this, knowing that the other party doesn't love them, but they still don't hesitate to throw their hearts out.

What Mo Ran hopes most is that Leng Feng will be willing to marry her, although it seems a little far away, she is still looking forward to it deeply.

The two left the lake and walked hand in hand towards the cabin.

The sun shone on the two of them, and two shadows snuggled together were reflected on the ground.

…………

In the afternoon, Leng Feng sat in front of Mu Shiyun's tombstone, holding a steaming cup of wild mountain tea in his hand.

These tea leaves were picked by him and Mo Ran in the back mountain just now, and they can be used directly to make tea, which has the effect of warming the stomach from the cold, and the taste is also very good.

In the past, every winter, Mu Shiyun would make him a cup of wild mountain tea to warm him up.

Now, he can only soak on his own.

Mo Ran didn't come to disturb him this time, she was still picking some fruits in the back mountain that were not available in the outside world.

Leng Feng thought back to his past, and thought of his parents who appeared in his life now, and felt a little irritable for a while.

He hated to think about it.

At this time, Yun Zaitian appeared beside him and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Wild camellia, I haven't drunk it for a long time. Yun Zaitian's vicissitudes of life showed a smile.

Leng Feng glanced up at Yun Zaitian, and then said, "There are still in the house, Uncle Yun, if you want it, I'll go get you a cup." ”

After saying that, Leng Feng was about to get up and return to the wooden house, but was held down by Yun Zaitian with one hand.

"No, I'll stay for a while. Yun Zaitian smiled and sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone.

Leng Feng took a sip of tea, felt the strong aroma of tea, and couldn't help but show a smile.

Life here is really good, with a fantastic environment that is not found in the outside world, and there are all kinds of mountain delicacies and game.

At least for some people who need to be quiet and adjust their mindset, it's really a place to be.

The cold wind and the clouds in the sky are looking at the tombstone in front of them, and the breeze is constantly blowing on the body of the cold wind, but it does not blow to the clouds in the sky.

"It's been four years. Yun Zaitian let out a long sigh, his tone full of regret and sadness.

"yes, four years. Leng Feng nodded, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Leng Feng put down the teacup and reached out to wipe a bit of dust from the tombstone.

"I never understood why your master would love you so much, a child I have never met. Yun Zaitian glanced at Leng Feng and said, "If I hadn't seen her pick you up, I would have thought you were her own." ”

Leng Feng smiled and did not respond to Yun Zaitian's words.

"Cold wind, I hope you don't mind if I say something. Yun Zaitian's tone became a little serious.

"You say. Leng Feng turned his head to look at Yun Zaitian, waiting for his next step.

Yun Zaitian sighed and said, "Actually, I have always felt that your master is not from this world. ”

Cold Wind: "............"

"Uncle Yun, what do you mean?" Leng Feng frowned slightly, and his tone became cold, "What do you mean that my master is not from this world?"