Murong Jing opened her eyes, and there was nothing around her, including the short table and the futon.
Her eyes quickly regained consciousness, she quickly propped up her body and looked around.
The windows were closed, and the skylight fell on them, as if they were rimmed with gold. It was the cleanest and purest sunlight in the morning.
Murong Jing was a little lost in thought.
When Mu Qing walked into the room, he happened to see her squinting her eyes and fluttering her eyelashes as she looked at the window, and subconsciously kept her steps as light as possible.
"I didn't find anything, just a bowl of porridge."
Mu Qing held a porcelain bowl in both hands and placed it on the low table. Looking at Murong Jing who was still in a daze, he smiled and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Murong Jing turned to look at Mu Qing and found that Mu Qing was wearing a thin undershirt and quickly lowered her head to look down.
Mu Qing's coat was on her body.
Murong Jing asked: "What made me fall asleep last night?"
Mu Qing moved the short table in front of her, moved the porridge bowl in front of her while offering treasures, and then moved it in front of her, twisting a strand of hair that fell on her cheek behind her ear, and then said: " I don’t know the time either, did you sleep well?”
Murong Jing tilted her head slightly uncomfortably, escaping Mu Qing's fingertips, but not escaping the aroma of white rice and porridge.
The tip of her nose moved and she whispered softly: "You...don't do this."
Mu Qing liked Murong Jing when she was shy. His eyes fell on her and he didn't look away. He asked, "How am I doing? You haven't answered me yet. Did you sleep well?"
Murong Jing pursed her lips, placed her palms on the clothes underneath her body, rubbed her fingertips subconsciously, and nodded: "Very good, I didn't even dream last night."
"How can you sleep well without dreaming?" Mu Qing was puzzled.
Murong Jing smiled and said nothing. She didn't know where to start. After she fell asleep, she would enter fragmented dreams. In these dreams, she was with the person in front of her.
There was no dream last night, naturally because the dream became reality.
Mu Qing did not dwell on these issues. He now felt that as long as he stayed with Murong Jing, he picked up the porridge bowl and wanted to feed Murong Jing. Murong Jing quickly wanted to take it: "I will do it myself."
Mu Qing refused to let go, shook his head with firm eyes, opened his mouth and said, "Ah!"
Murong Jing looked at the man close at hand and suddenly laughed out loud: "Pfft~"
Mu Qing asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Murong Jing covered her lips and arched her eyebrows: "I am not a child, on the contrary..."
Mu Qing raised his eyebrows: "On the contrary, I look like a child?"
Murong Jing blinked, "You said this yourself."
"Yes, yes, I am just a child, so would you like to play this game with me?"
"Um?"
Mu Qing scooped up half a spoonful of porridge, "This is a house game, are you willing to accompany me?"
Murong Jing's eyes trembled, and under Mu Qing's gaze, she smiled helplessly, and finally opened her red lips and drank the porridge.
While Murong Jing was savoring the food in silence, Mu Qing looked directly at her. She lowered her gaze. Before she could speak, another spoonful was fed to her mouth.
In this way, Mu Qing didn't stop until Murong Jing drank most of the bowl of clear porridge.
Murong Jing originally thought that Mu Qing would ask her if it tasted good, but Mu Qing handed her the porridge bowl directly, put her face close to it, and opened her mouth with an "ah" sound.
Murong Jing's eyes brightened, and she followed Mu Qing's example and fed him the remaining porridge in the bowl.
"tasty?"
"generally."
Murong Jing narrowed her eyes and said, "I think it tastes good."
Mu Qing pursed his lips, looked at her and said, "I know my craft well, and I'm still far from catching up with my aunt and the others. But you're right, hehe."
"Huh?" Murong Jing blinked. She didn't know whether she had changed or Mu Qing had changed. In short, Murong Jing found that she couldn't keep up with Mu Qing's thoughts.
Mu Qing nodded heavily and said: "The porridge I cook is not delicious, but the porridge you feed is delicious. You think so too, right?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Murong Jing glanced at him expressionlessly, stood up and walked towards the door while holding the bowl of porridge.
Mu Qing quickly stood up, caught up with her and said, "You..."
The door of the house was opened, and the golden sunshine of the autumn morning shone in, and a glistening tear trail appeared on Murong Jing's fair and beautiful side face.
"Bang bang."
The porridge bowl fell to the ground and jumped a little, but it didn't break.
Mu Qing pulled Murong Jing, who was crying silently, almost arrogantly, and hugged her into his arms.
Murong Jing tilted her head, was silent for a long time, and said sadly: "Why are you doing this? Sometimes I wish this was a dream, and I wish you didn't come in with a bowl of porridge when I woke up just now."
Mu Qing's eyes wandered, and he rubbed Murong Jing's hair with his face leaning against her temples, and whispered, "This is not a dream."
"If you have ever had a dream about me and a scene like this, then you should believe that this is our future."
Murong Jing's shoulders twitched and she bit her lip until it bled, but she did not tell her current condition.
Mu Qing raised his head and let out a long sigh, and asked: "After drinking my porridge, do you want to leave?"
"I..." Murong Jing's voice was full of pain.
Mu Qing hugged her tighter and said, "Stay one more day. If you want to leave, I will leave. I will leave here. You don't have to leave here, okay?"
Murong Jing broke away from Mu Qing's arms, turned her back and bent down to pick up the bowl on the ground, wiping the tears on her face.
She turned around and looked at Mu Qing. Mu Qing's eyes were serious, even with a hint of begging.
He was really afraid that when he went out, this stupid woman would just leave here and he would never find her again.
Murong Jing's misty eyes trembled slightly, and after a long time, she nodded and said, "Okay."
Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She believed that since Murong Jing had promised her this time, he would not break his promise. Now he could not wait to rush to see Lin Langtian immediately.
Murong Jing seemed to feel his emotional changes and frowned slightly: "I promise you not to leave here, and you must also promise me not to tell others that I am here. When I want you to leave, you must leave."
"good."
Mu Qing nodded seriously and bent slightly.
"Yeah, what are you doing?"
Mu Qing suddenly picked up Murong Jing and walked to the short side.
He placed Murong Jing on his spread coat, "You have promised me not to leave here for at least one day, and of course you must keep your word."
Mu Qing put down Murong Jing and was about to stand up. Murong Jing quickly grabbed him, raised her face and asked, "What about you? Where are you going?"
Mu Qing was stunned and said with a smile: "Ordinary people have two meals a day, so we should be able to have three meals, right? If we drink porridge in the morning, should we also drink porridge at noon and evening?"
Murong Jing let go of her hand, lowered her head and whispered: "I, I don't know how to cook."
Mu Qing took her retracted hand and squeezed it gently, "A couple doesn't have to know how to cook. I'll cook and you can wash the dishes."
Seeing that Murong Jing was still holding the bowl he picked up from the ground, Mu Qing forcefully grabbed it and explained: "We drank this bowl very clean, so there is no need to wash it."
Murong Jing pouted and hummed: "Whatever you say makes sense!"
Mu Qing looked at Murong Jing and smiled slightly.
He believed that at least at this moment, Murong Jing had temporarily forgotten the troubles she wanted to hide, and was the clear and pure person she was before.
"I'm leaving to buy groceries."
When Mu Qing walked to the door with the bowl in hand, she seemed to feel something. When she turned around, she saw Murong Jing's mouth slightly open and about to speak.
He smiled and said: "Do we have a tacit understanding? What do you want to say?"
Murong Jing squinted at Mu Qing who was standing at the door. Behind Mu Qing, the sunlight seemed to blur the corners of his figure, but it did not blur his face at all.
Murong Jing was stunned for a moment and then said, "Are you really going to buy groceries?"
Mu Qing looked into Murong Jing's eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, I hope the food I go out to buy will be enough for us to have three meals a day in the future."
Murong Jing opened her mouth. The more affectionate Mu Qing was now, the less she knew how to reciprocate.
Mu Qing looked at her who suddenly lowered her head and asked, "Do you think you should do something for me but don't know how?"
"Yeah." Murong Jing nodded.
Mu Qing smiled and said: "I hope that when I come back, I can see you the first time I open the door. You can do that, right?"
After Mu Qing walked out of the hut, he hesitated for a moment and did not close the door.
He walked out of the small courtyard smoothly under Murong Jing's gaze. When he walked out of the gate of the house, he increased his speed and flew towards the house that nominally belonged to him.
His expression was serious.
After Murong Jing fell asleep in his arms last night, he looked at Murong Jing's body very carefully.
The results were terrible.
Most of the meridians and acupoints in Murong Jing's body were damaged, empty of any true energy, and the original energy of the great avenue was irreversibly exhausted because it was not connected with true energy.
If there hadn't been a strong and overbearing force in her body that forcibly suppressed the accumulated injuries, Murong Jing's body would have collapsed in less than a quarter of an hour, like a levee washed away by floods.
When he discovered this domineering power, Mu Qing already had the slightest doubt about Lin Langtian's words.
What made him extremely painful was the discovery that as this overbearing power weakened, those suppressed injuries seemed to rebound strongly, and perhaps the time for a complete outbreak would be shorter than what Lin Langtian told him.
Maybe today, Murong Jing will reach the end of being injured and losing all her vitality.
Mu Qing thought about Murong Jing's injury all the way until he heard a clear "stop" in his ears. When he raised his head, he found that he had arrived at the front door of his house.
Xiaochan looked at Mu Qing who seemed to have lost his soul at the bottom of the steps, and asked coldly: "Where is the lady?"
"Huh?" Mu Qing was stunned, "Are you asking Wei Rui?"
Xiaochan opened her eyes wide, rushed to Mu Qing in a few steps, and said angrily: "What do you think? Why isn't the lady with you? The master is almost here, but the lady hasn't come back yet!"
It turns out that Xiaochan was waiting for Wei Rui. This was no coincidence.
Mu Qing was still sighing in his heart, but suddenly realized and asked quickly: "Xiaochan, where did Wei Rui go?"
Xiaochan not only widened her eyes, but even raised her eyebrows with a completely ghostly expression. She gritted her teeth and said: "I was asking you, but you asked me, Miss... Isn't Miss following?" Are you together?"
Mu Qing calmed down after hearing Xiaochan's question. He shook his head and said, "Wei Rui is not with me. The last time I saw her was yesterday."
Seeing Mu Qing's expression, Xiao Chan had already believed it, and her eyes began to show worry: "Miss didn't come back from last night, where did she go?"
Mu Qing was about to shake his head when he suddenly remembered that Liu Weirui knew about Murong Jing's departure without saying goodbye. Could it be...
No, could it be that with Mu Qing's understanding of Liu Weirui, she would definitely find Murong Jing.
Mu Qing let out a long breath, waited for Xiao Chan in front of him to calm down a little, and asked: "Xiao Chan, can you take me to see Senior Lin?"
Xiao Chan glanced sideways at Mu Qing, and saw that Mu Qing seemed to have this sad look on her face recently, and her tone softened slightly: "You finally know how difficult it is for you and the young lady to be together, right? But you always fail to live up to expectations. It’s a pity to let the young lady down.”
"What's such a pity?" Mu Qing's heart moved, and she had a very bad feeling.
Xiaochan shook his head and said: "It's a good thing that you have courage and determination, but the young lady's grandfather has left here, and I don't know where he is now."
"How can it be!"
Mu Qing's expression changed drastically and he grabbed Xiaochan's arm suddenly.
Xiaochan's little face wrinkled up in pain: "Let go!"
Mu Qing quickly let go of his hand: "Xiaochan, I'm sorry, I..."
Mu Qing froze in place for a moment, feeling completely hopeless.
All in all, he and Lin Langtian had only met twice, and only had one real conversation alone.
This time, Mu Qing truly felt Lin Langtian's power and dominance, as well as his unique style of acting.
Lin Langtian can descend from the sky, like a savior, instantly overturning the situation and saving the admiring Murong Jing.
You can also use Murong Jing's safety to force him to make a choice after meeting him.
Mu Qing recalled the scenes when he faced Lin Langtian. Every time he wanted to hate him, he found that there was no reason at all. This feeling of powerlessness almost drove him crazy.
Lin Langtian's departure was just the last stab into Mu Qing's heart, seeming to be mocking his stupidity and greed, mocking him for not seizing the opportunity.
Perhaps in Lin Langtian's eyes, this is not considered a punishment for him...
"Mu Qing? Master Mu Qing?"
Seeing that Mu Qing's eyes were distracted and suddenly silent, Xiao Chan quickly waved in front of his face.
Xiaochan didn't know about Murong Jing yet and didn't understand why Mu Qing had such a big reaction after hearing that Lin Langtian left.
Mu Qing's eyes moved slightly. Although his eyes were clear again, his voice was extremely low: "Xiaochan, do you know where Senior Lin will go?"
After Mu Qing finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and said, "My mind is a little messed up. Xiaochan, you just said it."
Xiaochan looked at Mu Qing with some worry. When she glanced over him, she saw behind him. Her face was stunned and her eyes brightened. She glared at Mu Qing: "Hey, why are you so stupid?"
"Um?"
"Although I have never met Miss's grandfather, I know that he is very kind to Miss. Since Miss has not left yet, he must not have returned to the Western Mountains even though he is not here!"
Mu Qing suddenly reached out his hand again, grabbed Xiao Chan's shoulders, and said with excitement: "Xiao Chan, you are right! I have to find Wei Rui first."
Xiaochan rolled her eyes in pain, pursed her lips and pinched Mu Qing's arm. After breaking away, she cursed: "If you want to find Miss, just go quickly. What's the use of being crazy here?"
Mu Qing now felt like a drowning person, equating finding Liu Weirui with finding Lin Langtian, and nodded repeatedly: "I'll go find Weirui right away."
He sincerely apologized to Xiaochan, turned around, stared blankly, and retracted his step.
Looking at Liu Weirui in front of him and several familiar figures appearing on the street behind Liu Weirui, Mu Qing opened his mouth and said, "Weirui..."
Liu Weirui took the initiative to grab Mu Qing's hand and asked with concern: "Why are you looking for grandpa? Have you found Sister Murong?"
"Huh? What sister?"
Liu Chaoge walked over and his eyes flickered to the hands held by the two of them. He nodded to Mu Qing and asked with a smile.
