Mu Xing was walking towards the auction hall when a rush of footsteps suddenly came from behind.

She turned around warily, and a tall figure suddenly approached her.

A strong force hit her, and the moment she fell backwards, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, grabbing her slender waist that was less than a handhold, and hugging her into his arms.

The rush of breath, wrapped in the faint ebony agarwood, quickly enveloped her. She didn't even see it clearly, and her breath was taken away.

"Well..."

Mu Xing was stunned for a moment when she pressed her cold thin lips against him and saw Chi Chi's deep eyes.

Why is it him!?

Even if you are blind, you still dare to act like a gangster and seek death!

There was a chill in Mu Xing's eyebrows, and she grabbed the man's arm, and was about to invite him to listen to a symphony of fractures, when crystal tears suddenly rolled down from her empty eyes.

Tears fell on her face, burning hot, and Mu Xing's heart shrank.

"...???"

She hasn't even started yet! He must have cried too early!

The cold thin lips rubbed back and forth to the side of her neck. Fu Lingxiao buried his thin handsome face into the crook of her neck and locked her tightly in his arms.

The soft body and familiar breath were so real that his whole heart trembled, and he closed his eyes greedily.

"Baby, I miss you so much..."

A low and hoarse voice sounded in my ears, carrying endless nostalgia.

Mu Xing suddenly froze, his heart was shaken by the familiar words "Baby", and the strength of his grip on the man's arm involuntarily increased.

This year, I have had countless lingering dreams.

The man was calling her like this, bewitching her to indulge in his soul-crushing tenderness, unable to break free...

Two voices overlapped and diverged in his ears, and Mu Xing suddenly couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"You haven't appeared for 193 hours. I can't stand it any longer. Baby, please stay with me a little longer this time. Don't disappear so quickly. Please..."

The man begged cautiously, with unbearable pain in his tone.

Hot tears wet the fabric at her neck, and the wet touch brought Mu Xing back to reality, and she looked sideways at the man buried deep in her neck.

He was obviously so tall, but he looked so fragile at the moment.

He was so fragile that she couldn't bear to beat him.

Mu Xing temporarily suppressed the urge to break his hand and warned coldly: "If you don't want to be beaten, let me go now!"

But the man hugged her tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, "Baby, don't do this to me. I know you are blaming me for not coming to accompany you. I will come. Baby, wait a little longer. I will give you what I need."

After I finish what I have to do, I will come find you."

Mu Xing: "..."

Not only is this man blind, he also has brain problems!

She didn't have the patience to deal with a mentally ill person, so she raised her hand to stun him, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The man slowly raised his head from the crook of her neck, his empty eyes stained with tears, "Are you leaving again..."

Mu Xing frowned, but before she spoke, the big hand holding her wrist trembled and slowly let go.

The man's pale face looked struggling and painful, "Let's go, honey, just don't make me wait so long next time, I can't bear it."

Seeing his appearance, Mu Xing's heart ached.

He was obviously going to beat him to death, but why did he feel distressed instead?

It’s so baffling!

She sighed silently, remembering to treat his eyes, and said: "I have something to do now. I will come back here to see you in three hours."

Fu Lingxiao's tearful and red eyes instantly flashed with surprise, "Okay, I'll wait here for your return."

Mu Xing grunted and saw that the man's thin lips were stained with lipstick and his cheeks were slightly hot. He took out a tissue to wipe him clean and quickly walked to the auction hall.

As soon as she left, Shen Yi came over and said, "Old Fu, go back."

Fu Lingxiao, however, stood there motionless, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his empty eyes followed the direction in which the familiar breath went.

Xing'er said she would come here to find him and he would wait for her.

Even if it's just an illusion...

-

Three hours later.

After the auction ended, Mu Xing walked out of the auction hall carrying the rosewood painting box, and the cell phone in his bag rang.

She took it out, looked at it, and connected, "Brother."

Jiang Yan asked: "Is the auction over?"

"kindness."

"I'm already here, at the door of the hotel."

"Then you have to wait a moment, I need to find someone first."

Mu Xing hung up the phone and walked back to the agreed location, but the tall figure was no longer there.

Well, you really can’t believe what a psychopath says.

She lightly curled her lips and turned to leave.

-

Late at night, in the suite on the 87th floor.

The pale man's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

Shen Yi, who was standing guard in front of the bed, breathed out a long breath when he saw him waking up, "I finally woke up. I almost scared my brother to death!"

At that time, he found the old man and wanted to take him away, but the guy refused to leave and ignored him. He stood there for a full two and a half hours, and finally passed out because his body could not support it.

I frightened him so much that I called Yuntuo and found out that this guy had not eaten, drank or slept for three days. His body was already in such bad shape, and he still dared to act like this!

It’s so desperate!

Fu Lingxiao ignored Shen Yi, pulled off the infusion needle on the back of his hand, and forced his weak body to sit up.

Shen Yi immediately held him down, "Where do you want to go again?"

Fu Lingxiao pursed his lips and said nothing, pushing away Shen Yi's hand.

"Are you going to find Mu Xing again?"

Shen Yi increased his strength and pressed him firmly on the bed, "Old Fu, please listen to me clearly! Mu Xing is dead, she died three years ago! What you see is just an illusion! She will never come back again. Got it!"

As if unable to accept this fact, the extremely weak man pushed him away violently, his chest heaving violently, his empty eyes gradually turned scarlet, and the pain could not be concealed.

"Old Fu..."

Shen Yi's throat was choked, "It's been three years, don't torture yourself anymore, Mu Xing definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

A suffocating smell filled the air.

Fu Lingxiao's heaving chest suddenly calmed down, and he said extremely calmly: "I know Mu Xing is no longer here, but I have to find something to support me."

Shen Yi's heart ached as he watched Fu Lingxiao staggering away. For a moment, he couldn't find a reason to stop him, so he could only follow him silently.

Fu Lingxiao groped his way back to the location he had agreed with Mu Xing on the 23rd floor. The quiet floor was empty, and the ceiling light in the corridor cast a lonely shadow on the ground.

The night was long, lonely and uncomfortable.

Fu Lingxiao was used to it. Over the past three years, he had survived every minute like this.

The sky is getting brighter.

Voices came one after another along with footsteps, but the familiar feeling never appeared again.
Chapter completed!