"that……"

When they looked up together, their eyes lit up, and they instantly felt like a group of evil big bad wolves catching the soft and cute little sheep...

Jing Qingge ran a little anxiously, and a faint blush appeared on her white cheeks as white as milk, and she was a little breathing. She looked at Xuan Feiwen,

"Was his injury healed that man?"

...

The crowd was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that their eyes were sore and soaring, and the air became solemn.

Seeing that no one responded, Jing Qingge's throat was a little tight, and she didn't even realize that the hand that had fallen on her legs had tightened, and her fingertips pricked deeply in her palm, leaving a distinct scratch.

The scene in the snow appeared in front of me again. The white snowflakes were dyed red by the man's blood, and kept spreading, drop by drop, falling, and it was weird and messy, and the air was filled with the smell of sadness.

The man held her hand, cried and laughed, constantly saying sorry to her, sorry...

She always thought of this scene these two days, and then she had a headache, as if she had been cursed by something.

...

"Is it... not good?" Her voice was filled with a hint of low and silence. Her inquiry, careful and confused eyes made people feel even more sad and distressed.

Xuan Fei stood up, and the corners of his pursed lips were charmingly curled up.

"That person is a monster. No matter how severe the wound is, no matter how much blood is shed, the monster will not die. But what can make him fatal is the heartbreak."

Heartbroken...

If it is not good, the monster will never be evil again.

Jing Qingge was suddenly stunned, and the hazy water light in his eyes shook lightly, and some unknown emotion overflowed from the depths.

It took a long time before I suddenly came back to my senses.

"It's fine." She pulled the corner of her lips, left a sentence, and turned around and left, her hurried steps looked a little panicked.

Xuan Fei fell heavily into the sofa, took the coffee on the table and drank it all in one breath. Everyone was clenching their eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Suddenly, Xuan Fei was stunned and slapped his thighs and shook, "No, Xiao Keai is concerned about Brother Cheng!"

The collective was startled and instantly reacted. The corner of his mouth, which had fallen thirty degrees in the last second, instantly laughed so that the peach blossoms bloomed.

Mo Nuannuan unconsciously pinched her thighs on her side with another claw and Leng Mofeng's mouth twitched unexpectedly.

Nuannuan, can you take your hands away?

No! I'm happy!

┭┮﹏┭┮…

...

Back in the car.

Jing Qingge sat in the passenger seat and Shi Ming rubbed her face, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." She shook her head, "Go back."

Shi Mingjing looked at her, her eyes deepened, she nodded and drove.

Jing Qingge lowered her eyelids slightly, and the fist that had been clenched tightly was spread out. Only then did she find that the nails on her index finger were broken, and a string of fine blood beads appeared, spreading out in the lines in the palm of her palm.

Only then did I realize that it was a little painful, it wasn't a little painful, it was very painful.

It hurts so much that my fingers connect my heart.

--

In the next week, Ji Liancheng and Xuanye sent people to continue looking for Yun Xun'er's whereabouts, but the woman seemed to have evaporated from the world, with no news at all.

Xiao Jintang checked Ji Yicheng every day, but still didn't wake up. He lay on the bed and slept like a quiet child.
Chapter completed!