He stared into his scarlet eyes, and the expression on his face was one of disbelief.
The moment he fell to the ground with a crash, he stirred up a cloud of dust and ash on the ground.
The iron rod in his hand fell from his hand and rolled all the way to Nian Xiaomu’s feet ……
Nian Xiaomu’s body was pressed against the boulder, and slowly her eyes widened as Yu Yuehan’s face, in front of her, gradually turned from blurred to clear.
It was like a dream she had.
He was not dead, he was standing in front of her, still holding a stone with blood on it.
It was Douli’s blood.
As Dulli fell to the ground, he let go of his hand and the stone rolled out of his grasp.
“Nian Xiao Mu.”
He shouted lowly as his thin lips parted slightly.
Then with a step, he walked step by step in front of her, lifted his hand and gently touched her whitening face.
His fingertips were cool, so cool that she couldn’t help but shiver a little, her eyes open in dismay as she stared at him dumbly, not daring to make a sound.
She was afraid, afraid that the man in front of her was only an illusion.
“Nian Xiaomu, don’t be silent, answer me and let me know you’re okay.” Yu Yuehan’s hand, which was touching her face, slid down slightly and rested on her neck.
Feeling her beating pulse, the anxiety dense in her dark eyes calmed down a bit.
Two consecutive words, like they took a lot of his strength, and he didn’t speak again, just looked at her.
It seemed as if he wanted to make sure, by his gaze, that she was really all right.
Nian Xiaomu was frozen for a long time, and the slight coolness of his fingertips gradually became warm because of the contact with her.
As if suddenly coming back to her senses, she reached out and grabbed his hand.
With a trembling voice, she asked, “Yu Yuehan, is it really you?”
Don’t ever tell her that it was just her dreaming.
“It’s me, didn’t I say I would be fine, don’t cry.” Yu Yuehan’s long fingers stroked her cheeks, and when he saw the teardrops rolling out of the corners of her eyes, his eyebrows twisted.
He rarely saw her cry.
He liked to see her smiling coquettishly in front of him, shrewd as a little fox at all times.
But Nian Xiaomu had just returned from a trip to the ghost gate and saw Yu Yuehan, who had come back from the dead, and that feeling was like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a driftwood.
When he had managed to escape, he found that the person he loved most was right in front of him.
What she was clinging to was not a driftwood, but his hand ……
Apart from the surprise, there was indescribable aggravation and fear.
The moment she saw him, it completely exploded.
Nian Xiaomu burst into tears with a “wow”.
She jumped into his arms and hugged him hard.
“You scared me to death, I just kept calling your name, you did not answer me, I thought you were dead ……”
“I couldn’t find you in the car either, and Dulli told me you were dead and buried ……”
“I’m never going to be apart from you again ……”
“……”
Nian Xiaomu was truly frightened.
Not scared by Du Li, but scared by Yu Yue Han.
Thinking about the time she had just spent apart from him, so short and so long.
She was alone, unable to find him anywhere, feeling like she had been abandoned by the world, bewildered and unable to find her way.
She hadn’t told him that she loved him too.
Hadn’t told him that little Liu Liu might have a brother.
He said he would stay with her for the rest of her life, and now less than a third of his life has passed ……
“Hmm.”
She suddenly flung herself into the arms, and Yu Yuehan gave a muffled grunt, not moving.
Nor did he raise his arms to hug her, just letting her hug him.
