Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 107

"Silly girl." Meng Lingkuang smiled faintly, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away: "I really want to see you too..."

As Chu Yan, let me meet you.

Taking a few deep breaths of air, Shang Mo was both excited and nervous, his heart beating wildly.

"Cough, cough, cough—" The air entered, and Shang Mo suddenly remembered that he was in an extremely cold ice cellar. The sudden cold air penetrated into his lungs, and he was suddenly choked. Shang Mo coughed hastily, His whole face turned red from holding back.

"Hehe——" Shang Mo's rare reckless behavior made Meng Lingkuang chuckle a few times. Compared with the fierce and arrogant Mo'er, Mo'er who is so nervous and childish at this moment is cuter than ever.

With such a smile from Meng Lingkuang, Shang Mo's little face flushed even redder. He finally recovered his breath, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he lifted and lowered step by step... and the man who had always quietly turned his back Her thin figure was always waiting calmly and silently. His indifferent appearance seemed like an exiled immortal who was indifferent to the sufferings of the world, cold, indifferent, and calm.

But only he himself knows that he is as nervous as Mo'er at this moment, like a prisoner full of sins waiting for the judgment of fate, whether it will be lost forever, or disappear, everything will come to an end... Maybe he will come to an end in the future He also couldn't see the clever and clever girl like a deer calling "Brother Ling Kuang" with an expectant and trusting voice. That voice often appeared in his dreams, and every time his soul and his consciousness would almost sink into infinity forever. In the endless darkness, there will always be a strong ray of light breaking through the darkness and enveloping him. The light irritates his eyes, so he begins to struggle with the darkness and death, because every time that ray of light breaks through the silent black hole toward When he came after him, he would always hear the sweet voice that was sometimes clever, sometimes wronged, and sometimes angry, calling out one after another: "Brother Lingkuang...Brother Lingkuang...Brother Yan..."

Time and time again, she became the belief that he insisted on waking up. She was the light that pierced the darkness in his heart and redeemed him...

Lifting her heavy feet, Shang Mo stepped forward from the right side of Meng Lingkang, her breathing suddenly became cautious, the world was so quiet, she heard her heartbeat beating like thunder and drums, and saw... She saw Arrived…….Brother Ling Kuang's profile, his pale complexion, his resolute lines, and those calm and indifferent black eyes that she was all too familiar with...

Her heart felt sour for no reason, and she didn't know the reason.

For some reason, Shang Mo subconsciously raised a hand to cover his heart, obviously she was looking forward to seeing Brother Ling Kuang so much, but this moment is right in front of her eyes, as long as she takes one more step forward, she can She saw brother Lingkuang completely, but she was afraid... Yes, she admitted, she was afraid, as if the result would make her breathless, why did she feel like this...

Gritting her teeth, Shang Mo finally let her heart that was about to jump out of her throat sink back heavily. She closed her eyes and took that step without hesitation!
"Mo'er, open your eyes." Meng Lingkuang's calm voice sounded faintly.

That voice was as gentle, calm, elegant, and pampering as ever, making people fascinated, courageous, and strong...

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, Shang Mo's closed eyes slowly...slowly...slowly opened...

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and the world was so quiet that even the sound of breathing had completely disappeared. It was quiet, death-like silence, as if people thought that this near-death silence would last forever, for decades, hundreds of years. Years, thousands of years...

The tip of the nose was sore, and the liquid filled the entire eye sockets instantly, but they just spun around inside and refused to fall. With red eyes like rabbits, Shang Mo was speechless, unable to utter a word, his tight throat seemed to be killed by someone It was as if she was pinched, and she couldn't even continue her normal breathing. She was shocked as if she was suffocating... She opened her eyes wide, shock, miss, confusion, resentment, all kinds of emotions mixed together in those pair of eyes. In the eyes that were so wide open that she lost the strength to blink, those eyes were no longer as clear as Xiaolu's. They were very complicated, so complicated that even she herself couldn't explain clearly.

"you……"

For a long time, it was so long that even the sound she made was so unfamiliar that she wondered if it came from her throat. For a long time, she opened her mouth, but she still couldn't say anything. Her head was very confused and her heart was very flustered... Although I haven't seen this face for five years. Although this face is so resolute and stern, and although this face is still a little strange compared with the face in her memory, the brothers Lingkuang and Yan in her heart are slow. Slowly, slowly, from blurred to completely overlapping together!
The one she had sworn to protect him for life, the only one who looked at her with gentle eyes and a smile, the one who warmed her with the warmest embrace, the one who was willing to share joys and sorrows with her despite everything...

This person who always protects her when she is in danger, this person who is obviously cruel and cruel but is so gentle to her, this person who is fearless and unfettered but smiles in relief because of her saying that she is not afraid of him at all, This person who is willing to protect her with his life...

The two most important shadows in her mind overlapped tightly together, and in the end, they fit together completely...

It turned out that she was not protecting him, but he had been paying for her. It turned out that he was always by her side. It turned out that it was him...

"Ling Kuang...Brother Yan..." Shang Mo's voice choked, and all the complicated emotions were replaced by joy in the end, he is not dead, Brother Yan is not dead, he is always by her side, he is still alive, Brother Ling Kuang It's Brother Yan, it's her Brother Yan!
"I'm sorry, Mo'er." Meng Lingkuang's dark and deep eyes were really deep, as if all the stars in the sky were crushed into such a pair of deep eyes, deeper than the sky, he stared at her ever-changing expression, But just like her, when time was silent, he couldn't say a word.

He, Meng Lingkuang, has never been afraid of anything in his life, but when he meets this woman who is sometimes arrogant and sometimes naive, but no matter what, her heart must be so full of warmth and longing, a clear and strong heart woman, he will have some scruples , scruples about her mood, even fear...fear that she will hate him...

"Brother Yan, no, I mean Brother Lingkuang..." Shang Mo was suddenly amused by his incoherent speech, burst into laughter with a burst of tears, his eyes were still watery, but this fair smiling face had completely disappeared. She quickly got rid of the trance and sluggishness just now, revealing an incomparably brilliant smile.

(End of this chapter)