That day, when he opened his eyes, he saw this strange and familiar girl, she looked at him with a pair of big eyes, her eyes were strange and amazing.

That day, he was excited, grateful for God's preferential treatment to him, and thousands of words wanted to tell her, but in the end, they all turned into one sentence: Hello, Mu Qiqi.

That day, he didn't know if he had died, the only thing that was clear was that he was reborn again, reborn in a world where there were seven or seven, but there was no Chu Xuanchi.

For half a year, he didn't know what to use to explain the time of half a year, whether it was a dream of Nanke or a real existence, in fact, the moment he closed his eyes, he still didn't know.

I don't know what kind of existence is there in another time and space, and I don't know what everyone is doing.

He and Nan Wangye fell off the cliff, are everyone anxious and desperate? What about Qiqi? And Bao'er, Niang, and those guys, do they think that he is no longer alive?

In fact, after coming out for half a year, I really miss them very much, but I can't bear Qiqi's tenderness, and I can't bear the focus of only him in her eyes.

If she met again, would she still remember herself, and if she had forgotten, would he still be able to wake her up with a few words?

Qiqi, will they meet again?

The wind is still there, but it is so far away from them, so far away, that even the slightest wind blowing gradually disappears.

The whole world slowly fell silent, and in the end, not even the slightest sound could be heard.

Not only the sound of the wind, but also the sound of breathing, the sound of breathing...... Not anymore.

77......

There is no warm and soft body in her arms, and I don't know when she is gone.

There was only a dead silence around, no sound, no wind, no explosions of planes, and no screams and wails of death......

There was nothing, it was so quiet, so startled that I couldn't even hear my own breathing.

Seventy-seven, where did seven-seven go?

He said that in this life, in this life, in this life, in every life, where there is her, there must be him.

He had said that he would always be behind her, and whenever she turned back, she would definitely see him.

He said he would protect her and never leave her!

But now, where is his Qiqi, Qiqi?

"Seventy-seven, seven-seven, where are you?"

The man who has been in a coma for three days and three nights has called this name over and over again, and the people around him are a little sad in everyone's hearts, even the man who always talks about his bad guy on weekdays, at this moment, his heart is also sour.

This guy, he finally came back again, and a month after they found out that the Fifth Emperor Brother was in the Nangong family, he ...... Just like that, without warning, I went home.

In the back garden of their house, this unconscious man appeared inexplicably, and when Qiqi arrived, he was so excited that he almost passed out on the spot.

After searching for months, he couldn't find a trace at all, but he suddenly appeared here, this thing has reached the point of unbelievable, but for Qiqi and everyone, as long as others come back, it will be fine.

As long as he returns, anything unthinkable becomes a matter of course.

So the moment Mu Chu woke up, his eyes were a little strange when he looked at her, and Qiqi didn't feel anything wrong.

Again, as long as he comes back.

Coming back, coming home, everything, all right.

……

…… He came into this world, and after doing the math, it has been a week's time.

Chu Xuan went to Oriental International to attend the promotional activities of the new film, and he has not yet returned.

Nameless accompanied the old man of the Nangong family on a trip to Tanglin, and not long after he came back, he went to the company early this morning to report.

Tongtong took Mu Fan and Bao'er to school, and now, only him and the woman in front of him are left at home.

She is choosing a location for him, but in half a month, she has already selected a job for him, and to open a Chinese medicine hall, she must first choose a good address, and later discuss the decoration style and the like, as well as the recruitment of medical personnel.

Qiqi had been watching the news of the store for sale and rent for more than half an hour, and even Mu Chu walked behind her, and she didn't realize it.

Mu Chu stood behind her, quietly looking at the woman who was more than seven months pregnant.

She is Qiqi, but she is not his Qiqi, sometimes looking at her, I often have a feeling of confusion, I don't know whether it is Mu Qiqi or Murong Qiqi in front of me.

Even, he didn't know if he had just had a dream in the past six months?

The time is not right, they have only been in Xiling for a few months, but they have been with Mu Qiqi for half a year.

But if it's a dream, why is everything in the dream so real?

"Ah Chu, have you woken up, how are you feeling today?" Qiqi finally found him standing behind her, putting the newspaper aside, and she remembered.

Mu Chu was startled, and hurriedly helped her and let her sit back on the sofa.

Looking at her beautiful little face even though she was pregnant, he lost his mind for a moment.

She is really Murong Qiqi, the Qiqi who only belongs to Chu Xuanchi both physically and mentally, not the Qiqi he once held in his arms and pressed under him.

......Seeing that he was staring at him, Qiqi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Ah Chu, what's wrong?

"Qiqi, this world ...... What flower is the most beautiful?" Mu Chu didn't answer her question, but his eyes sank, staring at her and asking seriously.

"The most beautiful flower?" Qiqi didn't know what he meant by asking, but he thought about it very carefully.

The most beautiful flowers...... Someone told her the answer, didn't she, and why...... So familiar?

"The most beautiful flower ......" She tilted her head sideways, thought about it, thought about it again, and suddenly her eyebrows lit up: "I know that the most beautiful flower in the world is the Seven Wounds Flower." ”

Mu Chu's heart was hit countless times in an instant, his breathing was chaotic and chaotic, still staring at Qiqi, and asked in a dumb voice: "Yes...... Who told you...... Are there seven wounded flowers in the world?"

Qiqi blinked his eyes, and thought about it very seriously for a while, but he couldn't remember: "I don't know, I seem to have forgotten ......"

"Then do you know where the Seven Wounds Flower is?" She forgot, but he couldn't!

There are no seven wounds in this world! What if...... If she really remembers......

"In a dream. Qiqi quickly gave him this answer, although even she didn't know where she heard it.

With a shallow smile, she reached out and tapped on his forehead: "I guess I've heard some fairy tales or something before, where did the seven wounds come from?" ”

So, when she answered this question herself, even she was scared.

Perhaps, it was really just a fairy tale that I once heard.

Seven wounded flowers, still in a dream...... Is it possible?