Fall: Rebirth

Jin Ming was teleported back to his own yard through a mysterious passage.

When he was about to step into the room, he saw Jin Peng sitting at the table, as if waiting for him to come back.

His brows furrowed slightly and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, just like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing tiny ripples, but soon returning to normal.

"Peng'er, why don't you rest so late?" Jin Ming asked softly, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze blowing past Jin Peng's ears.

"Brother, you're back!" Hearing Jin Ming's voice, Jin Peng was delighted, and her sleepy eyes instantly became bright. She immediately stood up, like a happy little deer, and walked lightly to Jin Ming's side. She held his arm tightly, raised her head, and asked coquettishly: "I saw you standing by the window in the yard just now, how come you are gone when I turned around and returned to the room? Where did you go?"

"Oh, I just remembered that I had some urgent matters to deal with, so I rushed over to deal with them." Jin Ming walked to the table and sat down, answering calmly. His voice was very light, like a faint smoke, slowly drifting in the air.

"So that's how it is." Jin Peng murmured softly.

"So, you arrived when I left?" Jin Ming stared at Jin Peng and asked softly.

Jin Peng pouted, nodded reluctantly, and then sat down on the chair next to her.

A smile flashed across Jin Ming's handsome face, and he said softly, "It's my fault. I made Peng'er wait for so long. I'm really sorry!"

Jin Peng's eyes revealed a little disappointment, but he still forced a smile and said, "Forget it, brother has something to do, Peng'er knows."

Jin Ming smiled slightly and consoled him: "I will give you a big gift someday as compensation."

"Really?" Jin Peng's eyes lit up instantly, and her originally dull face immediately glowed with excitement. She stared straight at Jin Ming.

Jin Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, then slowly closed his eyes and nodded gently to indicate that what he said was true.

Seeing Jin Ming nod, Jin Peng's joy was beyond words. She wished she could know what this mysterious gift was right now.

"Brother looks very tired?" Jin Peng saw Jin Ming closing his eyes, suddenly lowered his voice, and asked softly and carefully.

Jin Ming frowned slightly, rubbed his forehead with his hand, and replied in a slightly tired voice: "Today's affairs are quite complicated, and it is really laborious to deal with them, so I am a little tired."

Hearing Jin Ming say this, Jin Peng couldn't help but feel a little concerned. She bit her lip and said with a little grievance: "Then Peng'er won't disturb my brother's rest." After that, she turned around silently and prepared to leave.

Seeing Jin Peng being so sensible, Jin Ming's eyes showed a hint of pity. He looked at Jin Peng with a smile and said softly, "Then Peng'er should also rest early and don't overwork yourself."

Jin Peng slowly raised her head and stared at Jin Ming, her eyes full of attachment and reluctance. However, she still nodded to show that she understood. Then, she slowly stood up and walked towards the door with light and slow steps.

When Jin Peng walked to the door, she couldn't help but turn around and look at Jin Ming deeply.

At this time, Jin Ming was sitting quietly in a chair, his eyes slightly closed, his face showing an unconcealable look of fatigue, as if he had exhausted the strength to speak, but the corners of his lips still stubbornly maintained a faint smile.

Then, Jin Peng turned around and walked out of the room.

The moment Jin Peng stepped out of the room, Jin Ming's face, which originally had a hypocritical smile, changed drastically in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, his smile disappeared without a trace, replaced by a cold, expressionless face.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened at the same time, and his originally gentle look had become extremely cold, as if he had completely turned into another person!

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible sneer. Although this smile was so slight that it was almost imperceptible, it was full of disdain.

His eyes revealed a kind of indifference and ruthlessness, as if he had already known everything around him and held it in deep contempt.

At the same time, he waved his sleeves lightly, and the door of the room seemed to be pushed by an invisible force and immediately closed tightly, making a dull loud noise.

As the door closed, the whole room fell into deathly silence, as if everything had frozen.

"Brother..." Jin Peng seemed to have remembered something important, and suddenly turned around to call Jin Ming. However, all she saw was the tightly closed door, like a cold and hard wall, separating them.

Noticing Jin Peng turning around, Jin Ming looked outside the door with sharp and cold eyes. He suddenly waved his arm vigorously, and an invisible force swept in like a surging wave.

In an instant, all the candles in the room were extinguished as if blown by a gust of wind, and the surroundings fell into endless darkness.

Jin Ming sat motionless in the darkness, as if he had merged into one with the darkness.

His figure loomed in the darkness, giving people a feeling of mystery and majesty.

Jin Peng originally raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but when he saw that the candle in the room had been extinguished, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

At this moment, Jin Ming was still sitting quietly beside the table, and the whole room was shrouded in darkness.

In the darkness, his eyes seemed particularly sharp, like a beast lurking in the night, silently watching every move outside the door.

His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and see everything outside. However, his expression was always cold as ice, as if nothing that happened outside mattered to him.

"It seems that my brother is really tired..." Jin Peng gently put down his hand that was originally hanging in the air and said to himself.

Jin Peng's voice was so soft, almost inaudible, but it sounded so clear in the silent night.

She turned around silently and left Jin Ming's yard, leaving behind only a series of lonely and long footsteps.

Jin Ming's gaze never left the door. His expression became more and more complicated, like a pool of muddy water that had been stirred, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Perhaps only he himself knew that the reason why he showed such an expression was not because he was tired, but because some kind of emotion deep in his heart was surging violently...