Yan Zhaoyu (1)
Just as Yue Ling was about to introduce him to him, Yue Qingjiu moved first.
She rushed up and hugged Yueling, "Why did you leave all of a sudden? Why didn't you tell me? Do you know how worried my brother and I are about you? My father didn't tell me where you went, and I couldn't find you, I thought you were dead!"
Yue Qingjiu actually cried as she spoke, Yue Qingjiu was older than Yue Ling, but the two were about the same height, and this hug almost made Yue Ling breathless.
Yueling is used to being cold on weekdays, and she won't comfort people at all, especially the girl who cried, Yue Qingjiu's crying made Yueling a little helpless, so she had to treat Yue Qingjiu according to the way her mother treated her in memory.
She put her hand on the girl's back and patted it, "It's okay, I'm not good, don't you cry." ”
The two of them hugged each other like this, not caring at all about the people around them.
Mu Qi stood aside, his eyes wide open, and a frightened expression on his face.
Damn!
It made people hug!!
Still a girl!!
The tone is still so gentle!!
Is this still Yueling?
I can see such a moon in my lifetime!
His life is worth it!
Ling Yue helped the girl up and gently wiped the tears from the girl's face.
"Aren't I okay now? Don't cry, crying won't be pretty. ”
The tone is extraordinarily gentle, even a little doting.
This scene directly blinded the dog eyes who had been standing aside and watching the lively Mu Qi.
Mu Jing suddenly had a sad feeling, only feeling that he was superfluous.
"Zhaoyan?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, very uncertain, as if it was a temptation.
Hearing this cry, Mu Qi's body stiffened, as if he had been struck by lightning, motionless.
Although Yueling was comforting Yue Qingjiu, as she had witnessed the whole process of the matter just now, she had not relaxed her vigilance against Feng Wanyi, and this voice also fell into her ears, and Mu Jing's strange appearance naturally did not escape her eyes.
Yue Qingjiu had stopped crying, Yue Ling helped her up, and then turned her head to look at Mu Jing.
"What's wrong?"
He frowned, and his tone returned to his original coldness.
"It's nothing, now she's fine, let's go!"
Mu Qi took a deep breath, pretended to be relaxed and said to Yueling, and then walked outside with extremely fast steps.
It's not so much a walk as a fugitive.
Ling Yue's heart was puzzled, Mu Qi had always given the impression of being sunny and cheerful, even if the road collapsed, he could laugh, she had never seen him run away like this.
"Zhaoyan, I know it's you!"
This time, the tentative tone disappeared and was replaced by affirmation.
Yueling only felt that this voice was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it, and turned her head to look at it, it was a handsome and unparalleled young man.
The young man's face is like a crown of jade, plump and handsome, wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and his clothes are fluttering.
The young man in white clothes came out of the dust, standing against the light, as if illusory, hazy and blurred, and thrillingly beautiful.
"How is it possible? Brother Zhaoyu, we haven't found Ah Yan for so long, how could it be him!"
Feng Wanyi's voice sounded eagerly, breaking the silence.
"It has to be him, I can't be wrong, I can't be mistaken. ”
The young man's eyes were as clear as water, and his expression was excited, and he took a few steps forward to chase after him.
His expression was excited and nervous, and a pair of dark eyes were staring closely at the direction where Mu Qi was.