Distressed wife

Chapter 1485 He will only be fierce to me (1)
"Third brother." Mu Ziyan slowly sat on one side, and then saw Mu Lingchao staring at him in disbelief.

Mu Ziyan knew that Mu Lingchao had completely woken up, but now she had nothing to say, and she didn't know where to start.

Mu Lingchao slowly raised his hand, pointed at himself, then pointed at her, then pointed outside, blinked, and was about to get up.

Mu Ziyan seemed to understand what he said, nodded slightly, then bent down to help him up from the bed, Mu Lingchao quickly waved his hands, and told him with his eyes that he could do it himself.

Mu Ziyan let go of his hands, and Mu Lingchao supported his body with both hands, and then moved slowly, exerting force little by little. At first, due to lack of strength, he exerted a lot of strength, and gradually the strength came back. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, got off the bed, bent over to put on his shoes, and then slowly stood up, walking forward step by step.

Mu Ziyan stood watching from one side, followed slowly, Mu Lingrui took a look, and then followed, the three of them walked out slowly, and when they got out of the room, they looked at the courtyard in front of them, Mu Lingrui Ling Chao leaned on the threshold, and a glare of sunlight hit him. He half-closed his eyes, raised his head to meet the warm sun, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth. The indigo robe, because he had been hiding in the mountains and forests all year round, His skin has also become much rougher, not fair but bronze-colored, with his head half-raised, his black hair scattered behind him, tied with only a light blue hairband, and a strand of blue hair on his temples moves with the wind. The red plum blossoms in full bloom reflected his face at the moment, which added a bit of vicissitudes and sadness of the passing of time, but also a sense of relief that broke through the mud.

No one knows how he came back to life after his disappearance, and no one knows what he has experienced in these years. Just looking at him now, they all know that the Mu Lingchao in front of them is a reborn him, isn't he humbled in the past? He who stays in front of the old lady is not a wild man who has been neither human nor ghost all these years.

Mu Lingrui looked at Mu Ziyan, and then turned his eyes to Mu Lingchao. If it wasn't for her rescue back then, if it wasn't for her tolerance, he would have died long ago, or he would have died. Living a life of ups and downs, he might not be as good as Mu Lingchao.

People's encounters are inherently mysterious and peculiar. You don't know who you will meet, and you don't know whether these people are passing by or the most dazzling sunshine in your life.

Undoubtedly, Mu Lingrui is fortunate, if there had never been such a situation, there would be no Mu Lingrui today.

Mu Lingchao lifted his right foot, stepped over the white jade threshold, waited for his foot to land on the ground, then stepped out his left foot, and when he was completely out of the room, after he stood still, his body was not stable due to the unstable center of gravity. It shook slightly for a few times, but fortunately he finally stood firm and raised his feet again, but at the moment he didn't dare to raise his feet too high, he just moved his feet slightly, walking forward step by step, lifting his feet while walking. His arms and wide sleeves were blowing with the cold winter wind, but he didn't feel cold, he just felt the cold wind creeping in, and he felt it. How long has he not felt this cold?

Opening his palms, the wind penetrated into his palms and merged into ice skates. He couldn't bear the cold and couldn't help trembling. It's just that such a normal feeling was hard-won for him. After a life and death, a trial in hell, he returned to the human world, and it turned out to be so real, which made him feel the preciousness of life.

When Mu Ziyan looked at Mu Lingchao like this, he seemed to think of himself. Was it the same for his former self?In the few days after her rebirth, she was also in such a trance, so excited, and felt so unreal.

She followed step by step, but Mu Lingchao went out of the courtyard and walked forward along the cobblestone path. He walked very steadily and steadily, even if he staggered occasionally due to the soles of his feet slipping, he still walked. I am very happy that even if he fell down like this, he can still get up and get up by himself.

Mu Lingrui looked at Mu Lingchao like this, and there seemed to be a storm in his heart. It was an indescribable feeling, a feeling he had encountered before, and he couldn't help but think of the days when he took Wushisan , I just feel that the past is vivid and the memory is still fresh.

Mu Lingrui stopped suddenly, and stood there in a daze, his feet seemed to be stuck to the thick snow on the ground, unable to move.

Mu Ziyan turned her eyes to look at him, and she understood the fluctuations in his heart at the moment from his eyes, she whispered, "Second brother, people have to look forward, don't they?"

Mu Lingrui was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked up again, she only saw her back walking forward.

He paused for a while, then took a deep breath, laughed at himself, and walked forward.

Mu Lingchao went to Changsong Courtyard, which had already been sealed off, and the outside was heavily locked, so he couldn't enter.

He stood still, just staring blankly.

Mu Ziyan stepped forward, "But you want to go in?"

"No..." Mu Lingchao struggled to squeeze a word out between his teeth, his voice was barely audible, but Mu Ziyan understood from his lips.

She nodded and said, "The third brother will stay in the house in the future?"

"No." Mu Lingchao seemed to be able to say only this word now, and turned his eyes suddenly, and when he looked at her, he was a little more panicked.

Mu Ziyan continued, "You are from the Mu family."

"No." Mu Lingchao shook his head, he wasn't, he knew about it a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have hated the old lady so much, and also hated why he was Mu Qinglin's son, or a son of an outsider.

Mu Ziyan knew that Mu Lingchao had completely recovered his sanity, and he also thought of the past. Now his whole body is not as clear as before, but instead has a lingering haze, which is colder than the winter cold in front of him. How many points.

But Mu Lingrui stepped forward at this moment, "Third brother, you are a person who entered the Mu family tree."

Mu Lingchao was taken aback for a moment, and gradually lowered his eyes, which were deeply saddened, so what?The blood of the Mu family did not flow through his body.

Mu Ziyan sighed, and then said, "Third brother, where else can you go now besides the Mu family?"

Mu Lingchao raised his eyes to look at her, was stunned for a moment, then turned around suddenly and walked out.

Seeing his sudden action, Mu Ziyan was obviously stunned, turned to look at Mu Lingrui, and then said, "Third Brother has a temper."

"He has low self-esteem." Mu Lingrui put it bluntly.

Mu Ziyan sighed, "He can't pass the test in his heart."

"It looks exactly like me at that time." Mu Lingrui said in a low voice, "Sister, although I have little contact with my third brother, but judging by his temperament, I must have suffered a lot over the years. I don’t even know what to do with myself.”

"En." Mu Ziyan nodded, "Second brother, I only hope that the whole family can be reunited."

(End of this chapter)