Mu Hanfeng didn't have a trace of a smile on his face, on the contrary, there was a bit of solemnity in his eyes: "Big brother, how Miaoling disappeared, you and I have seen it." ”

This is an immutable fact.

His eyes were as black as ink, and there was firmness and persistence in his eyes that ordinary people couldn't understand: "Yue'er, you know what I want to ask." ”

Looking at the ink-robed man in front of him, there was a heart that was extremely sad hidden under his deep pupils, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, and Mu Hanyue sighed softly: "This time, I don't have much certainty." ”

This has never happened before, and this is the only time in thousands of years.

Mu Hanfeng didn't speak, just waited for her next.

"Miaoling is gone, this is obvious to all. It's just that as for whether she disappeared completely, it's still a mystery. Mu Hanyue didn't hide it, and said truthfully: "There is a contract between Miaoling and me, I can't sense her breath now, and the traction of the contract is completely broken the moment she disappears." ”

Disappeared without a trace.

Her words were not subtle. Although she didn't say it, Mu Hanfeng heard what she wanted to express.

The man turned around and looked at the blue sky outside the window through the window, and his voice was very low: "The rules of heaven and earth are not the most powerful, Yue'er, you never believe in fate, let alone the sky, and so do I." ”

His voice was not loud, but it weighed like a boulder, and it weighed heavily on Mu Hanyue's heart.

"Big brother, there are many things in the world that are not satisfactory, and the only answer I can give you is to wait."

Mu Hanfeng's eyebrows were gently raised, and the woman's voice sounded behind him again: "The long wait is very painful." Big brother, have you ever thought about what would happen to you if Miaoling didn't appear for thousands of years? ”

"I'm not greedy, all I want is Ling'er."

……

The wind chime didn't speak again, and he didn't know what to say for a while, turned over, turned his back to Mu Hanfeng, closed his eyes, and tried to calm down and prepare for sleep.

Mu Hanfeng was the same, he was silent, closed his eyes, the two of them had different thoughts, and the atmosphere was very quiet.

After rolling on the bed= for a while, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, scratched her long silky hair, and wept silently.

She still can't sleep, what should she do?

Turning his head to look at the ink-robed man on the soft couch, he couldn't see the eyes as dazzling as obsidian in the darkness, was he asleep?

Listening to the man's even breathing, the wind chime lifted the futon and got out of bed, moving very lightly, trying not to wake him up. Looking at the sleeping man on the soft couch, the wind chime walked towards him slowly, came to Mu Hanfeng's side, squatted down, and reduced the sound of breathing a little.

But before she could make any moves, the man who was sleeping suddenly turned around, he was lying flat, and now he was facing the wind chimes with his body sideways.

Seeing that he moved, the wind chimes didn't dare to gasp or move, so he squatted in place, his heart was raised, and he looked nervously at the man who was still sleeping in front of him. The long eyelashes stirred a few times like butterfly wings, and the eyes were as clear as water, and the tension and stunned in the eyes were so obvious.

Almost at the same time as the man turned around, Feng Chime secretly shouted in his heart, he must have woken up!

What would he think if he woke up and saw her close at hand?