Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 359 Wake Up From Dream, Pain Still 5
For a long time, his eyes were like a smoke bomb exploding, and the sky was filled with fog.

He tried again and again to clear the clouds and mist to see what was behind the truth.

But layer after layer of smoke was removed, and in the end it was still smoke.

He couldn't get into this woman's heart, let alone what she was thinking.

He also didn't know what happened in Lin Jing's world.

"No, it's not you, it has nothing to do with you." Lin Jing touched Feng Mocheng's pale cheeks, as if to comfort him, and then said: "You did nothing wrong, if you don't die this time, I will definitely be by your side and accompany you you."

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, but she wanted to be by his side.

She felt that she was useless, but this was her truest thought when she was about to die.

Because this time, she will die in his arms, with his company, with his perseverance and care.

Instead of dying at his abandonment.

She tried her best to tell herself that the Fengmocheng in front of her and the Fengmocheng who killed her in her previous life are not the same person, they are two people from different time and space.

This Fengmo City has never abandoned her.

On the contrary, he tried his best to please her, save her, and accompany her to the last moment of her life.

"Really, you didn't lie to me?" His gentle tone surrounded Lin Jing.

Lin Jing nodded involuntarily, "Really, I didn't lie to you, I don't have the strength to lie to you anymore."

Feng Mocheng held her face with both hands, and kept sticking to her, his intimate movements were on the hospital bed, covered by grief.

"Feng Mocheng." Lin Jing called his name, as if he wanted to tell him something.

Feng Mocheng frowned, and his magnetic voice was soft, "Don't call me by my first name anymore, isn't it that you want to get closer to me and call me like before?"

As before?

Lin Jing's troubled thoughts drifted back to the past.

She used to call him Mocheng, and called him very affectionately, treating him as her everything and her belief.

"Mocheng." Lin Jing muttered these two words, suddenly feeling strange.

She didn't seem to have called him that in a long time.

"That's right, it's Mocheng, isn't it good to call me that?"

Lin Jing's heart tightened suddenly, and his throat seemed to be filled with lead. It hurt and sore, and he couldn't even utter a sound.

She hesitated for a long time, before uttering two words with difficulty, "Mocheng."

These two words are both familiar and unfamiliar. When Lin Jing said them, his heart suddenly felt heavy.

But on the other hand, it was like being hit by something soft in her heart, which made her suddenly warm.

"Good." He murmured, leaned close to her, and held her in his arms, but carefully avoided her hand that was hanging the water.

Thin and warm lips were attached to the tip of her nose, kissing her gently.

He reached out and grabbed the back of Lin Jing's head, pressing her head into his chest.

The man's firm and warm embrace made Lin Jing feel at ease, but she couldn't enjoy it for long.

"Mocheng, didn't you say that you had a dream? What did you dream about? You haven't told me yet."

Lin Jing turned the topic back to the previous few minutes. The only thing she can do now is to have a harmonious chat with Feng Mocheng.

His breath was extraordinarily mellow, and his voice was gentle and tender: "I dreamed that you were very well-behaved, leaning in my arms, like a kitten, and listening to me very much."

(End of this chapter)