339. Look for the ink pupil

A family of four left a long trail of joy and happiness on the golden sand.

No matter how time flies, no matter how light and shadow go or off, they are all together, big hands holding small hands, small hands holding big hands, laughing, dancing, singing, very happy......

Feng Yiling's fantasy picture is very beautiful, but unfortunately it was shattered by the snap of Mo Tong's fingers. The light and shadow shattered and sank into darkness, and the voice of the ink pupil was very light and calm, without the slightest wave, as always, flat and straightforward:

"You're thinking too much."

Looking at the pair of blood-red eyes that seemed to be dry wells without the slightest ripple, or even the slightest emotion, Feng Yiling's heart suddenly swelled with a sharp pain, and his right hand suddenly clasped the ink pupils that wanted to leave, and dragged them back, "What do you think too much?" ”

"Xiaomo, don't you still understand my heart?"

"I like you, I like you very much, I love you very much, I want you very much, I love you very, very much, no matter what kind of eldest lady you are, or what Mo's pupils, or the embarrassed child who fell from the sky that night, no matter which identity, in my heart, you are just Mo Tong, my little sister Mo Tong! I love you, from the first encounter, when you land in front of me from the sky I love you, I love you, no matter what kind of past you have, what kind of background you have, I only love you, because it is you! ”

As he spoke, Feng Yiling took the ink pupil into his arms, and tightened his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that she would escape.

Mo Tong was trapped by him, and her bones hurt a little, but she neither resisted nor struggled, just like a dummy without perception, let him play.

In fact, she knows his feelings, but what's the use of knowing? Not to mention the fatalism of the Fengmo and Mo clans, and all this she carries, just because he has a family and a child now, she can't get involved in his world and his life!

The name of the ink surname is a scourge in the end.

She can't harm Qin Anmoxibustion, and naturally she can't harm Feng Yiling.

Seeing that Mo Tong was motionless like a dead man, the pain in Feng Yiling's heart was even worse, just like when her hand reached into his chest when the fire burned down the ink house that day, it hurt so much!

What kind of sin did he create, what kind of girl did he love? If you change to other girls, you will be confessed by this affectionate confession, not to mention crying bitterly, and accompany you to confess, at least you will return the boy's waist and express your affection!

His junior sister—

Hey, it's a hard time to fall in love!

The so-called Wang Ba ate the scales and had an iron heart.

Feng Yiling didn't give up, and after letting go of the ink pupil slightly, he decisively pulled up the ink pupil's hands and wrapped them around his waist, and then his hand also wrapped around her waist, bowed his body slightly, lowered his head, kissed her lips in her ear, and said softly: "Xiaomo, have you heard my heart?"

"Once it was dead, and just because you showed up, it beat again!"

"In this life, in this life, it only dances for you!"

"After finding the master's demon bead and solving everything here, we will leave the world and return to the desert island, shall we?"

"I know you like to be calm and indifferent, and when we return to a desert island, we will never come out again."

"No matter what kind of storm and clouds arise in this world, and no matter what family suddenly rises, we will only stay on a desert island for the rest of our lives - okay!"

Listening to Feng Yiling's low and gentle voice, Mo Tong almost fell into the road, and replied with a "yes" according to his words, and a "Ninth Brother" rose at the right time, which gloriously interrupted Mo Tong's "good" and also pulled back Mo Tong's thoughts.

"Is that you?"

Hearing the sound of "Ninth Brother", Feng Yiling and Mo Tong both turned their heads sideways, only to see that a point of light suddenly lit up in the darkness when they came, and Qu Jinmo was under the guidance of the point of light.

This is not an illusion created by [Time Corridor], that Qu Jinmo is the real Qu Jinmo. The point of light that guided her forward was the hairpin that Mrs. Jinyue had given her last time in Rongcheng.

Seeing Qu Jinmo, Mo Tong was like being caught cheating, although his face did not change and his heart did not beat, but he pushed Feng Yiling away with a weak heart, and at the same time took two steps back to keep his distance.

Feng Yiling, who was pushed away by Mo Tong, was also a little shocked, and even his brain couldn't react. Compared with Qu Jinmo's appearance, he was even more shocked by Mo Tong's reaction, how could she push him away! Could it be that she still doesn't understand his heart, and still wants to turn him away?

"Little ink!"

Qu Jinmo did not have the ability to see darkly, although she barely practiced some spiritual power. Let her summon this "Ninth Brother", all of which are the guidance of the red and glowing eyes of the ink pupils like two lanterns and the induction of Mrs. Jinyue's hairpin.

Originally, I thought it was an illusion created by the [Time Corridor], but now when I heard this gentle and magnetic "Xiaomo", all the fears, fears, sadness, despair, sadness, and annoyance in Qu Jinmo's heart were ...... All the numbers turned into surprises -

He called her!

He's calling her!

In this world, she is the only one named Xiaomo!

He finally remembered!

Sure enough, he still loves her!

These months of waiting have not been in vain!

Her ninth brother is still hers!

He still loves her!

Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, Qu Jinmo didn't think about it, and under the guidance of the hairpin, he took out the speed of a 100-meter sprint and pounced on Feng Yiling's body.

Feng Yiling was pounced, and he almost subconsciously reached out to catch Qu Jinmo, afraid that she would fall in the dark, after all, she was just a person, a simple person.

Finally touched this familiar embrace, familiar taste, familiar feeling, familiar heartbeat-

Inexplicably, she felt that all this was like a dream, but the faint temperature from Feng Yiling's body, and the pain she hit her head when she walked through the [Sacrifice Palace] let her know that all this was not a dream, it was true!

The long-awaited thoughts suddenly came true, making Qu Jinmo unable to hold back his crying anymore. Thinking back to the months when she was banned in Fengyiling Villa, she hadn't seen him for months except for that snowy day. The world is humane, not seeing him for a day is like three autumns, and her thoughts about him are like poison, which makes people heartbroken, heartbreaking, crying blood, and despair.

She will always remember the Fengyi Mausoleum under the snow that day, like a withered skin, the shirt was added, and the fluttering clothes were replaced by a heavy and clumsy cotton jacket, like a piece of abandoned garbage, loosely stacked there.

In the past, the eyebrows were picturesque, the eyes were like the moon, turned into a pool of stagnant water, without any waves, and the handsome posture of the fairy turned into skin and bones, and the appearance of an ape......

In the months he had gone, his withered appearance had scowled away at almost all of her fond memories of him. But even so, every night in the dead of night, when the child kicked her in the stomach, she still thought of him, missed him, wanted to see him, wanted to ask him—

What to ask him?

In these five long months, she thought about a lot of questions, but at this moment, she couldn't ask a single question or say a word! All the excitement, sadness, joy, sorrow, all turned into tears, I just wanted to hold him like this, feel the temperature in his arms, listen to the heartbeat in his chest-

If time could stand, it would be this moment!

Let her hold him like this, let him hold her too, until the heavens are desolate, until the earth is old, and forever-

However, Feng Yiling didn't give her time to cry, nor did she satisfy her idea of hugging her to the end of the world, because Mo Tong had already gone to the depths of the [Time Corridor].

"Jinmo!"

Feng Yiling pulled Qu Jinmo out of his arms, and at the same time lit up two dark blue crystal flowers to illuminate them.

The faint blue light lit up the darkness of the [Time Corridor], although Qu Jinmo was blinded by tears, he still saw Feng Yiling's face clearly - it was no longer the withered appearance, he in front of him seemed to have always been the person in his memory, a familiar formula, a familiar appearance, a familiar feeling, a familiar taste, but at this moment, he seemed to be two more charming than the person in his memory!

Qu Jinmo wiped away the tears on his face, a little greedy for the smell of Feng Yiling's body, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and asked with a sob, "Brother Jiu, is your body better?" ”

Feng Yiling glanced at the ink pupil that was already far away in the dark, nodded, and then asked Qu Jinmo to follow him, and the two of them walked and chatted in the direction where the ink pupil was far away.

Of course, Qu Jinmo has a problem, and Feng Yiling also has a problem.

"How did you get here?"

Qu Jinmo didn't know where Feng Yiling was going, although he was urging her to move forward a little uncertainly, but the joy in her heart still made her can't help but be excited, "I heard them say that you left the other garden and came here, so let's come and see if I can see you!" ”

"Brother Jiu, do you know, these days, I, miss you very much!"

"Very, very much."

"Think like life."

"For the past few months, I've been thinking that if you don't survive this, I'll leave with you!"

"But now it's fine!"

"Thank you so much, you're fine, it's really good!"

Because the aura of the ink pupil suddenly disappeared into the [Time Corridor], Feng Yiling panicked all of a sudden, and although she tried her best to expand her divine sense to find her traces, there was still no trace.

Because his attention had been focused on finding Mo Tong's body, he didn't listen carefully to what Qu Jin Mo was talking about. Most of the time, when Qu Jinmo grabbed him and asked him rhetorically, he symbolically responded with the word "um".

Although Qu Jinmo was carried away by the surprise of seeing him again, she could still clearly feel Feng Yiling's perfunctory, and after getting a few "ums" from Feng Yiling, she spread his sleeves and stopped at the same time.

She stopped abruptly, she thought Feng Yiling would find out, however, he still moved forward on his own, with anxiety on his face-

"Brother Jiu, what are you looking for?"

"Why don't you go to the children's full moon banquet and go to this ancestral tomb mountain?"

"What exactly are you looking for?"

Feng Yiling stopped, looking back in the crystal blue light, his face was as good as ever, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a faint smile, like a spring breeze and rain.

"I'm looking for Ink Pupil."