Bao Qi seemed to go back to her previous life in a trance, feeling all the experiences again, she saw a woman in a daze, waiting for the arrival of that man almost every day, and in addition, she was full of sorrow to herself, crying or laughing, not knowing what to say.

Bao Qi didn't feel much maternal love from this woman, only an empty and huge house in his memory, and the other party's increasingly depressed eyes, that man would come once for a long time, Bao Qi quickly watched the woman from the initial waiting and surprise, to the madness and possession in the back, Bao Qi couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, although she had also called the other party's father.

Bao Qi felt uncomfortable for a while, she didn't want to see this, she wanted to go, there were too many nightmares left for her here, she wanted to run with her eyes closed, but she couldn't take a step, until she opened her eyes again, the vague scene had changed.

It was another woman who rushed to the house with a lot of people, the woman was dressed very luxuriously, and the bodyguard who brought in smashed a qiē in the house, and then tied the woman and Bao Qi, and beat her crazy, at this time Bao Qi didn't feel any pain, she could only see the woman desperately holding herself, but her face was covered with blood by the bodyguards who surrounded her, and her white and thin face stared at a pair of big eyes that were distracted, but the corners of her lips seemed to be hooked with a smile......

Obviously it was an illusion, but Bao Qi felt cold all around, she wanted to touch the other party's cheek, but she couldn't reach it, when the noble woman grabbed the injured woman and beat Bao Qi hard, Bao Qi clearly saw that his face was already full of tears, but he couldn't cry at all.

Later, Bao Qi saw himself and the woman lying in the emergency room of the hospital, Bao Qi watched the woman slowly open her mouth, and said something to Bao Qi, who was also injured, this is the last time Bao Qi saw a woman, and it is also the last memory of this life, the picture in front of him shook, and the emergency room pushed out two people, and finally pushed to the morgue.

Bao Qi was confused, she seemed to be a bystander again, and then saw the living room of the hospital, the person she called Dad and the noble woman sitting there, talking to a person in white clothes, Bao Qi's face couldn't see clearly, and the flowers in front of her were terrible.

She wanted to go back, wanted to go back to the place of rebirth, and when she was running desperately in the white mist, she suddenly rushed into a fire, the flames soared into the sky, devouring the crumbling house, and Bao Qi didn't feel anything when she stood inside, but her heart was beating hard.

Familiar place, let Bao Qi suddenly see two figures, the old man hugged the injured lady, while shouting while running for his life in the firelight, eagerly searching for their most worried daughter, the mother was obviously seriously ill, the sallow face was older than in memory, the red tongue of fire devoured the old man, Bao Qi ran over regardless of a qiē, obviously close at hand, but it was not a big deal.

Until she saw the two old men fall in the fire and be buried under the smashed fire, Bao Qi shouted desperately, her eyes didn't know if it was because of the smoke, the pain was terrible, but she couldn't see that she couldn't cry anymore.

Bao Qi knew that this was a dream, but she couldn't get out, she didn't even know how to get out, this dream really made her heart palpitate, but it changed so that she couldn't control it, she stood twitching in the firelight, her painful eyes seemed to be flowered, and she saw a face slowly reflected, until the person's figure was all revealed, Bao Qi felt a coldness sweeping through her body from the soles of her feet.

What she saw was the Dian Hall covered with white cloth, the man was lying in the coffin as he had been alive, there was no one around him who was lonely and desolate, the man who smiled gently and lightly finally lost his expression, his eyes were closed lightly and peacefully, his face was as white as paper, and his body was as thin as firewood, as if he would be able to open his starry eyes next time, and said to Bao Qi gently and gently, "Lady......"

Bao Qi's tears were like beads with broken threads, rolling and dripping, wet all over her face, she choked, trembled, crying like a child, her heart was tightened with pain, as if she was about to stop beating, it was even more uncomfortable than the death of the previous life, she desperately wanted to touch the person in the coffin, but her body was cold and stiff, and only the heart was still beating with painful convulsions.

Obviously it was a dream, she knew it was a dream, but she couldn't control her feelings at all, and even forgot that it was a dream, Bao Qi bit her lip tightly, whimpering, tears kept coming out of the corners of her eyes, wetting her long eyelashes, along her sideburns, seeping into her hair, and wetting the pillow......

Qi Rong gently hugged the trembling Bao Qi, wiped her tears over and over again, and slowly called Bao Qi's name, his heart was dull and painful, but he didn't dare to wake Bao Qi directly, so he had to sigh softly with heavy eyes.

When he saw that the eyelashes that had been trembling for a long time finally paused, and the eyes that had been washed by water slowly opened, half opened and half closed, with water vapor, revealing deep confusion, Qi Rong said in the most gentle and gentle voice, "...... You're awake, are you okay? ”

There were tears on the eyelashes, and the whites of the eyes were also red silk, Bao Qi only felt that his eyes were about to hurt and couldn't open them, he squinted uncomfortably, and wanted to raise his hand to rub it, Qi Rong's voice sounded again, accompanied by the sound and his gentle movements, the silk fabric was extremely soft, wiping Bao Qi's stinging eyes little by little.

"Don't move ......"

Bao Qi was rubbing his eyes lightly, his thoughts were clearer, and he seemed to have a dream in a trance, and the content of the dream was ...... Bao Qi could only barely remember seven or eight points, and after thinking about it in detail, Bao Qi felt uncomfortable, his head was swollen and painful, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter, is your head uncomfortable......"

As soon as Bao Qi's eyebrows moved, the movements in Qi Rong's hand stopped, his eyes were full of heavy emotion, and he looked at the person in his arms worriedly, Bao Qi's heart fluctuated when he saw it, and he nodded involuntarily, and then quickly shook his head.

Bao Qi clearly heard the other party sigh, and said in a deep voice with Bao Qi in his arms, "Qiqi, I won't leave you." ”

In a word, like a hot spring gushing into his heart, and then pouring into his brain, Bao Qi's vision gradually blurred, full of water vapor, and the unstoppable hot tears gushed out, plucking Bao Qi's last heartstrings, and snapped.

She remembered that in the last life, the happiest time for herself was when the woman called herself Qiqi, and the silent Qiqi, which came with death, became Baoqi's last memory.

Qi Rong slowly wiped Bao Qi's tears in pain, he didn't know if it was the word Seven Seven that touched Bao Qi, or the words that followed that touched Bao Qi, no matter which sentence it was, it made Qi Rong firm in his heart, and he no longer wanted the woman in front of him to cry sadly.