The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

The sleep this time seemed to be extraordinarily long, and when Mu Qiu finally woke up, he had already arrived in a completely strange place.

"Are you finally awake?"

It was almost dusk, but there were no lights in the house.There was a faint bleak light coming in, causing Mu Qiu to blink instinctively, and looked at the source of the sound in a daze.

The person who spoke seemed to be a very strange person to him—but he clearly couldn't figure out who the person he was familiar with before, what he looked like, and where he should be now.

He seemed to have indeed forgotten something, but he seemed to clearly not even remember what he had forgotten.I just feel that there is an empty space in my heart for no reason, which makes people feel so empty and in a trance.

Looking at the child's rare trance and restlessness, Hou Yunhui sighed very softly, lit up the lamp on the table, and walked over slowly: "Don't be afraid, I am your grandfather. Rest here for a while, nothing serious."

His sight became clear and bright again, Mu Qiu blinked instinctively, looked at the old man in front of him, and called out hesitantly, "Grandpa...father?"

"I know you must be very confused and have a lot of questions."

Hou Yunhui spoke in a warm voice, with a calm, patient and gentle expression on his face. He sat on the side of the couch and said slowly: "Your father will come back from a long journey, so ask him to take care of you. You can ask him any questions you have. You are still weak. Very well, don’t force yourself to think about those things, when the time is right, you will be able to remember them naturally.”

"Yeah—I made my grandfather bother..."

Mu Qiu pursed his lips, replied slowly, sat up with difficulty, and leaned over respectfully to say thank you.Hou Yunhui just waved his hand, looked at him again, then got up and said in a low voice: "You don't have to be so respectful, you are also a young master in the house, and if you want anything, tell them to do it. If there is If anything, send someone to find me, you know?"

"Understood, thank you grandfather."

Mu Qiu spoke slowly, shook the hand hanging by her side very lightly, and finally lowered her eyes quietly.

There was an extremely light cough that could not be stopped overflowing from the corners of his lips, carrying the smell of blood that had not dissipated.Instinctively, he raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on his chest. It was really hollow, as if a piece had been dug out by something, and his foundation was also hollowed out and destroyed.The destiny like a castle in the air stands precariously in midair, as if it can be easily collapsed by a gust of night wind.

This feeling is not good, but it makes people unable to think of what is wrong for a while.

Marquis Yunhui glanced at him, sighed very lightly, but did not say any more after all.He just put a jade pendant by his hand and walked out of the room slowly.

Mu Qiu turned his eyes to the jade pendant, and suddenly froze in a daze.

He remembered this jade pendant - although he didn't have any memory about this jade pendant at all, he clearly remembered that he should remember it.

As if suddenly grasping a bit of life in the drifting like duckweed, Mu Qiu stretched out his hand almost urgently, held the piece of jade pendant in his hand, and slowly tightened it until the knuckles were so painful that they were faintly bluish white. .

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly heard a sigh coming from the door.

With an inexplicable movement in his heart, Mu Qiu raised his head, looked at the face in front of him, and murmured instinctively: "Father..."

"Do you still remember me?"

Mu Feng couldn't help being startled, walked over slowly, gently supported the child's thin body, and hugged him to sit on the side of the couch again.

"Father……"

Mu Qiu called out in a low voice, as if he had finally found something to rely on, his body tensed up instinctively, and then he carefully raised his hand to grab the other person's sleeve.

He could feel the instinctive intimacy from the bottom of his heart, but he could also feel the inexplicable anxiety from nowhere.It seemed that he couldn't be sure whether he would get some comfort or be brushed away mercilessly when he stretched out his hand like this.

Such a timid movement caused Mu Feng to suddenly hold his breath, subconsciously met those nervous eyes, and finally felt sore and painful in his heart.

He was wrong - he only wanted to be worthy of his elder brother, his sister-in-law, and all the people he owed, but he always forgot to be worthy of this child.

Perhaps it is instinctively thinking that since he is his own son, he should bear those debts and compensations just like himself.But he forgot that this child was the most innocent from the beginning to the end, and it was only at this time that he caught off guard the most obscure wish in his heart.

The emotions in his heart surged inexplicably, and Mu Feng suddenly hugged the child forcefully into his arms, his arms trembling slightly: "Qiu'er, it's my father's mistake..."

Being pulled into his arms suddenly by him, Mu Qiu's face was a little helpless and faintly bloody, but then he became dizzy for a while because of the change in body position.Instinctively, he closed his eyes tightly, but still couldn't stop coughing, the fishy and sweet breath surged in his throat again, and his body curled up unconsciously.

"Why—has it reached this point?!"

A bit of astonishment flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, he grabbed his wrist, and poked it almost eagerly, his complexion turned pale uncontrollably.

Mu Qiu was held in his arms, coughing so hard that he couldn't stop, his thin back trembling faintly.He hastily raised his hand to cover his mouth, and a dazzling scarlet spread out from his palm.

"Qiu'er, don't be in a hurry, restrain your mind, embrace Yuanshouyi, and calm down your Qi and blood first..."

Slowly injecting his internal energy into the child's already battered body, Mu Feng forced himself to be hard-hearted, and whispered into his ear.Mu Qiu coughed and panted a few times, followed his words with difficulty to suppress his blood again, but his face was completely pale.His body went limp from exhaustion, and he fell into his arms.

"Your body is too weak, you must not act rashly."

Mu Feng sighed very softly, and finally had no choice but to calm down, patiently wiped away the blood from the corners of his palms and lips, and gently stroked his forehead: "Dad will give you some medicine these days, Tell you to sleep more. Only in this way can your body recover, but maybe you will be lonely, can you bear it?"

"There's nothing I can't stand—I don't remember anything now, and I won't be any more lonely..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head very lightly, his voice was hoarse and weak, and he had to stop to catch his breath after saying the last sentence.Looking at his pale and weak appearance, Mu Feng felt pain in his heart. He clenched his fists and said slowly: "Don't think about it, I'm asking you to forget everything temporarily, just to make you get better as soon as possible. As long as you get through it For a while, there are still people waiting for you, you have to hold on, you know?"

Mu Qiu listened to his words in a daze, her eyes lighted up very faintly for a moment, and there was a hint of secret expectation in her eyes that she didn't dare to say: "Really... will there be someone?"

Being pierced by that gaze, Mu Feng couldn't stop the pain in his heart, closed his eyes with difficulty, finally made up his mind, and smiled gently at him: "Really, he can't wait to see you every day. Chasing after you to ask how you are, if it weren't for your current body that is not stimulating at all, he would have killed you here long ago and carried you back to hide."

"How can you be so overbearing..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, his brows and eyes finally relaxed, and the corners of his lips pursed into a satisfying arc.

It seemed that Kong Luo, who was full of heart, finally had a sustenance. Although it was only in a trance, with no place to rest at all, it still made him feel inexplicably warm in his heart.

Even if it's just for this ethereal warmth - he will probably be able to live well.

Mu Feng let out a long sigh, stroked his forehead lightly, and said in a slow voice: "How do you feel now, are you tired, do you want to sleep for a while?"

"I have no idea……"

Suddenly awakened from his mind, Mu Qiu instinctively responded, with a helpless smile in his eyes, and shook his head very lightly, as if he had suddenly returned to his usual gentleness and tranquility.

"do not know?"

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at the unpredictable son who had just slowed down a little bit in front of him, folded his arms and said in bewilderment: "Why don't I know my own body——do you still want me to Can I know for you?"

"No, it's just - I may not be able to be sure..."

Mu Qiu shook his head, smiled helplessly, and sighed very lightly: "Although I feel sleepy and weak, and my mind is chaotic, but I always feel unwilling to just fall asleep like this for no reason, as if I have to wait for something... ...I myself can't figure out what's going on, maybe it's just a wayward habit."

"It's so self-willed. I'm always used to wasting your mind and wasting your body like this. How can you recover as soon as possible?"

Mu Feng glared at him angrily, he couldn't help but hug him and fell on the couch, and covered him with the quilt almost forcefully: "Go to sleep, if you haven't fallen asleep when I come back later, don't blame me Father forced you to drink medicine."

Although he has forgotten most of the things, his body still seems to have a strong fear of these words.Mu Qiu instinctively shivered, coughed twice, and quickly closed his eyes obediently.

Watching his movements, Mu Feng shook his head angrily and amusedly, but still got up cautiously, and walked out of the room lightly.

Hearing the door being slowly closed, the person on the couch finally curled up slowly under the quilt, and instinctively clenched his fist to his heart.Opening his eyes lightly, he was filled with a sense of confusion and loneliness.

It shouldn't be like this—although there is no memory, the habits of the body still exist.It shouldn't be like this, there should be another person by his side, holding him in his arms and refusing to let go, wrapping around his ears almost shamelessly.

Where did such a temperature go?