Chapter 340:-for-tat (4)

After Mu Yunfeng arrived, she saw that the place where Mu Kong lived was still spring all year round, and in front of his house, the flowers in those flower beds were still open, and they were competing with each other.

Mu Yunfeng lowered her head and looked at the flowers in the flowerbed, the flowers in the flowerbed were very beautiful, they were all of the same species, she didn't know what the names of those flowers were, she only knew that these flowers were very beautiful, and they were very pleasing to the eye.

There is no snow in front of the house, no snow on the eaves, the temperature here is much higher than elsewhere, the air pressure is very low, the air is hot, not so biting.

Mu Yunfeng knocked on the door, there was a bell hanging on the door, she shook the bell on it, and suddenly, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded in this isolated place, this place was very quiet, surprisingly quiet, and there was no trace of people's activities when people came and went.

"Kikura."

"Mukong, are you there?"

"Mukong, I'm Mu Yunfeng, I'm back, are you at home?"

"Knock knock!"

"Kiku!"

"Here we are." There was a heavy voice inside, the voice was hoarse and low, the owner of the voice was not so vigorous, and some of them just left a shadow after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

"Who are you?" Before the door was opened, the person inside opened his mouth to ask, he didn't hear clearly inside just now, he only knew that someone was knocking on the door, someone came to me for something.

"I'm Mu Yunfeng." Mu Yunfeng said plainly, she looked at Mu Kong, Mu Kong was much more vicissitudes than in her memory, he was wearing loose clothes, his face was full of dust, his dark circles were very heavy, and his skin was not lustrous because he often stayed up late.

"Mu Yunfeng?"

"Mu Yunfeng, are you back?" Mu Kong asked uncertainly, after all, this person had disappeared for five years, and there was no information in five years, no news, no news, no news, no news

"Yes, I'm back, Mukong, what's the situation with you, how did you become so sloppy and sentimental, you see, how heavy are your dark circles, and how you get dressed, how loose you are, it's not morning or night, it's noon now, why are you still dressed like this."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." He's used to it, he's homeless, no one to pity him, no one to pay attention to him, he's always been a friend of herbs, he's been addicted to them.

Silence is golden, and having time can make him less difficult, and helpless.

"I'm fine, you come in first, let's come in and talk, you stay outside for a long time and it will attract ears and eyes." Mu Kong looked around cautiously, and then said to Mu Yunfeng, who was at a loss, Mu Yunfeng is back, and it is useless to come back.

Mu Kong was not so surprised by Mu Yunfeng's return, in fact, he hoped in his heart that Mu Yunfeng would not come back, it was useless to come back, and the unknown abyss was waiting for her when he came back.

Why can't you leave completely when you leave at the beginning, don't come back in the future, don't be merciful, don't touch, just leave and don't come back.

Mukong's throat moved, as if something was blocked there, but he just refused to speak.

And Mu Yunfeng's mood calmed down a little, she retracted her gaze, and her voice softened a lot: "I know your identity is very sensitive, but no matter what happens, you don't give up on yourself." ”