Chapter 155 (1/2)

”Xiaohui, when did you come here?” Gu Miaoling looks at Zhang Xiaohui, who is busy talking, and feels that her heart, which has no support since Si Yihan's disappearance, is warm all of a sudden.

”I'm coming here after work. Let's have a taste of my craftsmanship!” Zhang Xiaohui took Gu Miaoling and handed her a pair of chopsticks, urging her to taste them.

Gu Miaoling didn't eat well all day, and she didn't have any appetite. She was urged to eat a lot by Zhang Xiaohui's enthusiasm, and she was dripping with hot sweat. After sweating all over, Gu Miaoling felt that the fatigue of the day was much better, and she had a new spirit.

”Xiaohui, thank you.” Gu Miaoling knows that Zhang Xiaohui must be worried about herself.

”Be polite to me! I can't help you with anything. I can only cook you a meal or something. ” Zhang Xiaohui gently hugged Gu Miaoling and said in her ear, ”Miaoling, it's OK. Haven't you ever heard of the disaster staying for thousands of years? No one can take him away with his momentum of meeting God and killing God. If you sleep, you may see him tomorrow! ”

Gu Miaoling leans on Zhang Xiaohui and does not shed a drop of tears since Si Yihan's disappearance. Now the eyes are moist and the tears are flowing down.

Zhang Xiaohui just patted her on the back and didn't say anything comforting. She was allowed to cry.

Gu Miaoling, who cried a lot, took a hot bath and fell asleep. Zhang Xiaohui helped her to cover the quilt, and then she left at ease.

In the early morning of winter, it was still a little dark.

An ordinary farmyard, outside the window of the cold wind blowing, blowing a crack in the glass, issued a clang sound, as if accidentally will be broken.

There is a bit of dilapidated room, a man sleeping quietly in bed.

Knife like features because of pain slightly frowned, covered with a very inconsistent with his temperament flower quilt.

The glass is getting louder and louder when the wind blows. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows, and the glass is broken. The cold wind suddenly poured into the room.

The man who was asleep was moved by the bitter breeze and woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at this strange environment, only feel headache like to crack. He slowly made the body, accidentally affected the wound on the body, the pain of stimulation made his eyebrows wrinkle deeper. He looked at his body. Many wounds are now tied with bandages.

”Where is this?” He unconsciously said, moved like to sit up, but the thick wound on his body and the leg that he couldn't move made him give up the idea.

At this time, a young girl came into the door. She looked like she was in her twenties. She was wearing a military coat, and her facial features looked pretty.

She noticed the man sitting on the bed and said to him with a gentle smile, ”are you awake? Why is this room so cold Is the glass broken? After a while, I'll find someone to repair it. Is it frozen out? ”

The man stared at the girl who seemed to be talkative and asked, ”who are you? Where is this? ”

”My name is Muhan. This is a relative's home. Are you ok? What about the wound? ” Mu Han looks at him with concern and tries to check his body. The man reached out to stop her.

Mu Han said with a smile: ”your wounds are all bandaged by me. What are you shy about?”