Chapter 2738

"As you wish." Chu Yunyao took Xiu'er and Siyu by the hand, turned to Feng Shaojin and said, "If Ling Wei wakes up, send someone to call me."

"Okay." Feng Shaojin closed the door with his backhand, and sat back on the edge of the bed.

Mo Lingwei's sleep seems to be peaceful all the time, just like her people, and she never moves around.

During the time when she hated him, she liked to lie on her side with her back facing him, and later when she accepted him, she liked to lean on his chest, with her head resting on his arm, as unconscious as a baby.

Feng Shaojin stroked her small face with his smooth fingertips, and murmured in a low voice: "The days when I was not by your side made you suffer again."

He held her hand, sat there for an unknown how long, the fingers on the palm moved, Feng Shaojin lowered his eyes, and saw Mo Lingwei opened his eyes.

"Ling Wei." Feng Shaojin was overjoyed.

Mo Lingwei's eyes were blank for a moment, and after a while, all the vacancies in her mind seemed to be filled by the past, and her eyes on Feng Shaojin became more and more complicated.

"How are you?" Feng Shaojin saw that she was in pain, touched her face, and asked, "Does your head hurt?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Shaojin panicked, stood up and wanted to go out: "I'll call your sister-in-law over."

"Shaojin." Mo Lingwei grabbed his wrist.

Feng Shaojin turned around, and saw Mo Lingwei's tears gushing out instantly like a flood breaking a bank.

Feng Shaojin became more and more panicked, and sat back on the bed again, frantically wiping her tears: "What's wrong? Is it a headache?

Don't cry, tell me, okay? I'm going to shout..."

"Shaojin." Mo Lingwei sat up suddenly, and threw herself into his arms, just like the night after being drunk, her body trembling from crying, her tears and snot all wiped on the shirt on his chest , "Shaojin, it's great that you're still alive."

Her fingers tremblingly stroked his face, she raised her head in his arms, her hazy tearful eyes stared at him for a moment, and her voice was hoarse: "I thought you were dead at that time, I think I want to see you for the last time but I haven't seen you...

I also went to your funeral, thinking I would never see you again in this life. "

Feng Shaojin hugged her, wiping her tears with his palms and fingertips, "Didn't I behave in front of you? Don't cry, don't hurt your eyes."

Mo Lingwei caressed his chest, "Where are the scars on your body, where are they?"

She remembered that there were various overlapping and mottled scars all over his body.

"I've been in a coma for too long, and when I wake up, it's gone." Feng Shaojin tore off his collar and looked at his smooth skin like jade: "I heard from Yichen that after he saved me, he soaked me After being in the potion for a long time, I lost several layers of skin..."

"It must be painful, right?" How is this different from peeling off the original skin and regenerating a new skin.

"It doesn't hurt, I can't feel it anyway." Feng Shaojin's words were full of the joy of being resurrected from the dead: "To be able to live and see you again is a blessing among misfortunes."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lingwei's lips came closer and covered his thin lips.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

In my impression, except for the night when Mo Lingwei was unconscious when she was drunk, this was the first time in her history that she took the initiative to kiss him in a sober state.

Feng Shaojin's originally calm blood seemed to be thrown into a stream of fire, and it boiled instantly...

Feng Shaojin turned passive into active, hugged her hard, entangled her lips and teeth...

"Ling Wei." He sighed lowly: "I thought I would never wait for the day when you cared about me again, and I never thought that you would always remember me..."