Perhaps he was too sensitive.
But he still didn't dare to leave, but waited silently, waiting for her to come out.
He waited for a whole morning. When the sun was high above his head, Yan Meng finally realized something. He flew towards the wooden house in a hurry. He broke open the wooden door and entered the house.
Bei Yutang was lying quietly on the bed, motionless. Yan Meng's feet seemed to have taken root and he didn't dare to move forward.
He kept telling himself in his heart that she was just sleeping soundly, she was just asleep.
At this moment, Wang Xin walked into the cabin and saw Yan Meng standing there stupidly, while Bei Yutang was lying on the bed. He felt a little strange and his eyes swept back and forth between the two of them.
"Yutang, why haven't you gotten up yet?" Wang Xin shouted at the person on the bed, but the person on the bed did not respond.
Wang Xin immediately realized something and his eyes widened.
He was about to rush over, but was pulled back by Yan Meng.
Wang Xin yelled at him, "Let me go now. I want to see what's wrong with her."
Yan Meng said calmly, "She just fell asleep. Don't go over and disturb her."
"What do you mean she fell asleep? She might very well..." Wang Xin roared at Yan Meng, but he stopped halfway because he saw the unbearable pain in his eyes.
Wang Xin stood there in a daze.
He looked at Yan Meng, then at Bei Yutang lying on the bed, and silently retreated.
That day, Yan Meng stayed in the wooden house all day.
That day, everyone in the Chifeng tribe knew that Bei Yutang had left.
From that day on, Yan Meng stayed in the wooden house day and night.
He sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her cold cheek with his fingers, and murmured, "Bei, you've slept long enough, get up and talk to me for a while, okay?"
No one responded.
"Are you too tired, so you don't want to wake up?" There was a hint of doting in his voice, but in this doting voice there was a slight tremor, as if there was something that would break and disappear at the touch of a finger.
"You sleep. I'll stay with you. No one will disturb you."
"You've slept enough. Remember to wake up, okay?"
…
Wang Xin, who was standing outside the wooden house, listened to Yan Meng's murmurs and couldn't help but shed tears.
Outside the house stood orcs of all sizes from the Chifeng tribe. Everyone stood there quietly, their faces filled with sadness. Many females suppressed their cries, not daring to cry out loud.
No sleep, no rest, for seven whole days.
Everyone in the Chifeng tribe came to ask Yan Meng to bury Bei Yutang.
Yan Meng ignored the noise outside and said softly to the person on the bed, "Are they too noisy? Are you unwilling to wake up? I'll take you to a place that belongs only to the two of us."
Yan Meng carried her body and walked out of the wooden house.
The people of Chifeng tribe thought he had figured it out, but the next second they saw Yan Meng holding Bei Yutang and flying away. In the blink of an eye, they could no longer see any trace of the two.
Yan Meng left and took her body away from the Chifeng tribe.
No one knew where he went.
From then on, there was no more Yan Meng and no Northern Wizard in the Chifeng tribe.
Countless years passed, and the people of the Chifeng tribe continued to search for Yan Meng, but all they heard were legends.
He seemed to have disappeared from this world, and no one had ever seen any trace of him.
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