Chapter 1285: Chapter 1286: It’s Me, Qin Feimo
At that moment, he guessed she might be too afraid of the dark. However, three seconds after the phone lit up, upon seeing that ray of light, she seemed to suddenly let out a breath of relief, the fear on her face relaxed as if the light alone could suppress the fear in the darkness.
Thinking about that incident, Qin Feimo’s gaze turned towards the direction of the third floor.
If the electricity suddenly went out, most people would come down to ask what’s going on, right? She didn’t come down, could it be...
A strong sense of unease suddenly spread throughout his chest, Qin Feimo took large strides, crossing two steps at a time, swiftly heading for the third floor!
"Dad... Mom..."
Not a glimmer of light could be seen, Feng Jinglei’s curled up body was trembling more and more fiercely, as she sat on the floor by the bed, hugging herself tightly, as it seemed only this way she could feel her own existence, not being swallowed by the darkness.
"Don’t leave me... don’t..."
The door was opened, the room was in total darkness, Qin Feimo couldn’t find her location for a moment.
In the next moment, he heard her murmuring, and his heart was instantly clenched.
The voice was trembling, filled with despair and helplessness, and for a moment, it wrenched his heart beyond control.
"Feng Jinglei!"
The sudden voice made Feng Jinglei even more fearful, as if the voice was from a demon in the darkness.
"Don’t come over..." She kept pushing with her feet, trying to shrink back, but against her was the bed, leaving her no room to retreat!
Finally, after she spoke again, Qin Feimo identified her direction.
At this moment, there was a ’crash’ in the room as the light came on.
As he lowered his gaze, he saw Feng Jinglei still curled up beside the bed, her thin, frail body trembling heartbreakingly.
"Feng Jinglei." He walked over, trying to touch her.
But as soon as his hand touched her clothing, the sensitive Feng Jinglei suddenly seemed frightened, quickly lifting her head, staring at the man in front of her, eyes filled with fear and hollow, as if experiencing the gates of hell and seeing Black and White Impermanence.
"It’s me, Qin Feimo."
Upon seeing that face, confirming it was Qin Feimo’s, Feng Jinglei’s fear gradually vanished, slowly regaining calm.
"Qin Feimo..."
"It’s me." Looking at her, his gaze was less icy than usual, with more warmth.
Feng Jinglei looked up at the already bright light in the room, finally letting out a relieved breath, gasping heavily.
"It’s okay now..." Unable to resist, he raised his hand, drawing the overly frightened her into his embrace, offering comfort.
However, as he drew her into his arms, Qin Feimo was shocked by his own actions.
Was he actually caring for her?
Thinking of Ma Qianqian’s death, he ought to push the person in his arms away forcefully, but his hands were beyond his control, not pushing away, instead supporting her, slowly helping her up.
Downstairs, the power was back, but the two were not seen coming down, so Zhuang Yanyan personally went up.
Just when she reached the door, she saw this astonishing scene, quickly retreating back with Sister Axian.
"Shhh..."
The two retreated to the wall side, Zhuang Yanyan made a silencing gesture to Sister Axian, afraid their presence would disturb the two in the room.
Sister Axian was smart enough to understand Zhuang Yanyan’s intent, promptly nodding.
Afterwards, Zhuang Yanyan gestured ’let’s go’ to Sister Axian, and the two quietly left, returning to the living room on the first floor.
"How is it, did they come down?"
