Qin Ling has been sitting in the tent for five days. In these five days, he has hardly gone out, and he rarely even goes to the toilet.

He was afraid that Tang Mo would wake up suddenly, open his eyes and see no one around him, and the first person he saw when he opened his eyes would not be her.

Although they all said that the probability of Mo Mo waking up again was very low.

Lack of rest and little food for a long time made Qin Ling's consciousness a little blurry. He sat next to Tang Mo, holding her hand with one hand and supporting his head with the other.

In a daze, Qin Ling felt as if he saw Mo Mo opening his eyes.

This was not the first time he had imagined this. He couldn't help but burst out laughing again, and then closed his eyes again.

If only I could have a dream now, and dream about her.

Dreamed that she opened her eyes, dreamed that she could hold my hand.

As he thought about it, Qin Ling felt as if he had fallen asleep. In his dream, there was really a small hand holding him tightly. That small hand was warm, fresh and full of vitality.

Qin Ling was immersed in his dream, until he held his hand and pinched himself hard.

He opened his eyes suddenly. Could this dream really be so real? Even the pain could be felt so real?

But when he opened his eyes, Qin Ling saw Tang Mo who had already sat up and had a worried look mixed with a little sadness.

From the perspective of the late Tang Dynasty:

She saw Qin Ling open her eyes when he saw her, and smiled silly at her, but before she could speak, he closed his eyes and continued to smile.

Late Tang Dynasty:......

It's over, it's over, he must be thinking about the possibility of losing such a wonderful girlfriend. This stupid boy is so distraught that there is something wrong with his brain.

I don’t know if the brain problem can be cured...

At this moment, for some reason, Tang Mo suddenly remembered those mindless red-eyed monsters in the previous fantasy world.

I couldn't help but feel even more worried and sad.

"Momo?"

Qin Ling shouted uncertainly, and then rubbed his eyes vigorously. Feeling that it was not enough, he pinched himself hard again.

When Qin Ling took out the dagger and wanted to cut himself, Tang Mo stretched out his hand to stop him.

"It's me, I'm fine."

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he took Qin Ling's arm with his hand.

"You're really awake, you're okay!"

The expression on Qin Ling's face seemed to explode with joy, and those emotions that had not been exposed for a long time poured out uncontrollably like a flood opening.

He held Tang Mo's shoulders with both hands, grasped them carefully, and then hugged Tang Mo tightly into his arms.

"I miss you so much."

Just four words, but behind them are countless heartaches, grievances and sorrows.

Tang Mo, who had been strangled too tightly and was about to struggle, heard these words, and his whole heart seemed to melt, and he just let him hold him like that.

Lost and found is probably the most beautiful four words in life.

But soon, Qin Ling let go of Tang Mo and stared at her face.

"Is everything okay? Why do I feel that your expression is a little heavy? Is it because your body has not recovered yet, or are there any sequelae?"

Looking at Qin Ling's face, Tang Mo really didn't know whether he should answer this question at this time and in such a good atmosphere.

But in the end she was defeated by the worried eyes.

Tang Mo: I'm fine, I just, um... just now, I thought you had become a fool.

Qinling:……

Those pink bubbles of the beauty of reunion, at this moment, all burst into pieces.

Tang Mo had just woken up. His body was a little numb after lying down for too many days and he still needed to get used to it.

Qin Ling sat beside Tang Mo for too long and couldn't stand up for a while.

There was a tacit understanding between the two of them, and no one mentioned telling the good news to anyone outside.

Tang Mo: Please help me move my body. I can't stand up. I want to wait until I can stand up and walk before I go and surprise everyone in person.

Qin Ling: Okay, wait for me to move around first, I can’t stand up either.

Late Tang Dynasty:......

The expression on Tang Mo's face became even more sad. It's okay to have a bad brain, but don't be lame anymore. Then you have committed a crime!!

Because he had adapted to the control of his body in the sea of ​​consciousness for a few days, Tang Mo slowly stood up with the help of Qin Ling.

He walked around the tent with Qin Ling's arm, and soon Tang Mo was able to move freely.

"Let's go and tell them the good news."

After Tang Mo almost recovered, he opened the tent door and walked out.

Qin Ling was a little depressed. He wanted to stay with Mo Mo for a while longer, but he hadn't spent enough yet.

"Let's go quickly."

At the end of Tang Dynasty, when he saw that Qin Ling did not keep up with him, he thought that his reaction had become slower now, and he felt even more sorry for him, and decided to be responsible for him in the future.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he returned to the tent, took Qin Ling's hand, and walked out again.

Qin Ling was satisfied when he saw the little Tang Dynasty hand on his wrist.

There were two completely different atmospheres outside the tent than inside the tent just now. Because they had been immersed in the sadness of losing Tang Dynasty, everyone stayed here and refused to leave, and the atmosphere was very depressed.

Even the little sheep seems to have suddenly become sensible, sitting quietly holding sesame seeds every day.

"Family, I'm back!"

At the end of Tang Dynasty, there was a smile on his face, and there was no sense of decline at all among those who were bedridden for a long time and were on the verge of death.

Qin Ling looked at the girl holding his hand and felt that something was different about her, as if the haze somewhere had been swept away, and she became more generous and open.

This kind of Momo was more charming and fascinated him even more.

Wen Jianshu and Lin Yu were outside, looking at the scene in front of them as if they were dreaming.

Wen Jianshu was the first to react and rushed into Lin Yi's tent before he could speak.

Since this plan failed, Lin Yi fell ill and lay in the tent all day.

Even if the patriarch is here, there is nothing he can do. After all, heart disease cannot be cured by any miracle doctor.

"Honey, honey, get up quickly, Mo Mo is awake, Mo Mo is awake!"

Across the tent, everyone could hear how loud Wen Jianshu's voice was and how excited he was. He completely lost the gentlemanly appearance he once had.

"Sister, I miss you so much!"

The first person to react was actually Yangyang. When he saw his sister finally getting up after sleeping for so long, she hurriedly moved her short legs to hug Tang Mo's thigh.

Tang Mo temporarily let go of Qin Ling's hand, picked up the little guy with a smile, and walked towards his mother's tent.

At this moment, Lin Yi had heard Wen Jianshu's words and rushed out without even bothering to put on her shoes.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw my daughter coming in with her son in her arms.

Lin Yi was stunned when she saw her daughter standing in front of her, unable to recover for a long time.
Chapter completed!