Under the bleak autumn wind, the young man sat in a wheelchair, his face was thin and pale, and his face was sick.

But those familiar peach blossom eyes glowed with an astonishingly bright luster when the reflection that belonged to her was clearly reflected.

He looked much older than she had been when she had come to him.

Look, I was about twenty-nine years old.

She was only eighteen years old standing in front of him, and she felt inexplicably nervous.

But that tension, when she thought of his death, was quickly washed away by great sadness.

She didn't dare to move, let alone touch him, lest his phantom disappear the next moment.

She lowered the tip of her nose and said in a dumb voice: "Mo Yinxing, I miss you very much." ”

Although, strictly speaking, they had only been separated from life and death for a few days, but to her, it seemed like several years had passed.

Mo Yinxing is not.

He pushed the wheelchair and wanted to get closer to Ning Xiang and hugged her into his arms, but saw that she was very panicked and walked back quickly.

As if he was some kind of flood beast, he stopped approaching in a daze, and asked her with his eyes, what was wrong?

"Nope." The corners of Ning Xiang's eyes were already moist, but she was still holding on to a light smile on her face, and her voice was also a little nasal, making a ridiculous excuse for herself, "I just, I think the wind is a little too strong here, let's change positions, shall we?" Are you ahead of the curve? ”

The entrance to the pavilion has a wheelchair accessible area.

Mo Yinxing thought that at least, she would help him push the wheelchair.

But she didn't move, just watched him quietly, as if as long as he didn't move, she wouldn't move again.

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only do as she wanted, turned on the wheelchair's automatic forward function, and went to the pavilion.

She didn't notice that the girl who was following her, staring at his back as if hungry and thirsty, wiped the tears and mist that blocked her vision with her hands over and over again, and took a deep breath and followed closely.

Now after late autumn, the wind is very strong on this side of the pavilion, and the sky is dark and heavy, I don't know if it is going to rain.

Ning Xiang wore very little, still a thin summer shirt, and soon sneezed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Mo Yinxing picked up the blanket covering his legs and manipulated the wheelchair to approach, wanting to help her put it on.

But Ning Xiang stepped back again, and even stopped him a little out of control.

"Don't come here!!"

It was also at this time that Mo Yinxing discovered where the most abrupt place was.

They had obviously only experienced life and death, but after Ning Xiang saw him, she acted as if she had only seen him for a few days, and her reaction was very calm.

On the other hand, from the moment he saw Ning Xiang, his whole body was already excited and began to tremble unconsciously.

At first, he was going to call her by her name and turn her around, but he was almost speechless, and opened his mouth several times before he finally managed to make a sound.

Even now, his right hand is still tightly clasped on the soft flesh of his palm, so nervous that it is almost no different from when he first saw Ning Xiang.

He looked confused and asked her, "Ah Zhi, do you think that all this is fake?" ”

Ning Xiang didn't answer out loud, but she also gave Mo Yinxing an answer in disguise.

He looked at her suddenly pale, and the lower lip flap that she unconsciously bitten, and the position of his heart hurt so much.

He continued to approach her, grabbed her wrist when she was about to flee again, pulled her in front of him, and said in a dumb voice: "Then take a closer look, am I real or fake?" ”

The hot clenching sensation from her wrist was so real that Ning Xiang looked confused, wondering if this was her conjecture was more serious, or if everything was really true as Mo Yinxing said.

She couldn't believe he was still alive, and after listening to his question, she just greedily stared at his face, which was not burned, but which was a little strange to her, but very familiar, and muttered his name again.

"Mo Yinxing"

"Bang bang bang."

The moment the voice shouted, the tears accumulated in her eyes began to fall one by one like beads with broken threads.

Some fell on the floor, and some fell on the back of Mo Yinxing's hand, the pain in his heart was even worse, and he reached out to help her wipe her tears with his fingertips, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm here." ”

"Mo Yinxing" Ning Xiang still didn't dare to take the initiative to touch him, just stared at him like a red-eyed rabbit, and continued, "I really miss you."

But he was so cruel that even if he appeared in her dreams, he would quickly disappear.

How long would he stay in her dreams this time? A cup of tea, or a quarter of an hour, or an hour?

"Me too, but am I not in front of you now? Don't be sad, put away your tears, I feel uncomfortable looking at it. ”

Ning Xiang sniffed and did it obediently, for fear that if she was one step late, Mo Yinxing would disappear because of her uncooperation.

It's heart-wrenching to see how she is now suffering from gains and losses.

The young man simply took her into his arms, opened his mouth and bit her lip lightly, and asked her if it hurt.

"If it hurts, you're not dreaming, you're really coming to the world I once lived in."

Just now, when her wrist was vigorously grasped by him, there was only the burning sensation of his body temperature, and she could not feel the pain.

But this time, she clearly felt the pain of his lip being bitten by him, and the different pupils widened in surprise in an instant, asking him to bite again.

Mo Yinxing sighed deeply, and after rubbing the thumb of her right hand against her lip with tooth marks, her deep eyes reappeared.

But this time, it wasn't just about biting her lip to make her understand that this was the reality.

Instead, he integrated his hardships and thoughts in the past few days into this kiss, and after holding it, he didn't let go of his mouth again, and told her personally whether this was a dream or a reality.

It wasn't until Ning Xiang was a little out of breath and made it clear that she was indeed not dreaming that she was let go by the hungry wolf in front of her, took a big breath of fresh air, looked at him with moist eyes, and said in disbelief: "Is it true.?" ”

She also thought that this was another absurd dream with no results.

Mo Yinxing tried to calm down the difficulties in his body, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, you should believe it this time, right?" This matter is a long story, let's go into the house and talk about it. ”

He looked at the sky and estimated that it was about to rain.

Ning Xiang nodded in confusion, almost like a puppet man, and let Mo Yinxing get involved in the house of the villa, and then went all the way into the room that belonged to him.

When she entered, she was surprised to find that almost all of the room was her.

It's just that she looks a little strange, only six or seven points like her.

And, it still appears in a very strange form, not so much like a person, but a bit like a paper figure.

Of course I'm not willing to abuse everyone, hehe~

(End of chapter)