Mu Shuangshuang waited for two hours.
It was hard to wait until Fengzi came out, the boy's face, however, was deathly pale.
Mu Shuangshuang approached him, "Fengzi, what happened, you..."
"Shuangshuang, don't speak, let me hold you for a while, okay?" Lu Yuanfeng spoke, his voice full of sorrow.
Mu Shuangshuang heard it, said nothing, opened her arms, and directly fell into Fengzi's embrace.
Luckily, the place where she waited for Fengzi was secluded, without a single person.
If it were broad daylight and people saw two 'big men' hugging, they would probably be startled.
Mu Shuangshuang said nothing, letting the boy hold her.
She could feel that something terrible must have happened to the boy, or he saw something that stirred his emotions.
Lu Yuanfeng was completely cold at this moment, as if his blood was flowing backward!
Only when holding Shuangshuang, he felt he had warmth, a living person.
