Ah Ling, Ah Ling, look!

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Don't worry, I'll watch over you!

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Don't cry!

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"Ah Ling...... Ah Ling......"

Over and over again, someone kept calling her.

She is in love with a man, and that person is called Meng Zhuo.

He always said: Ah Ling, I will guard you. I won't leave you for the rest of my life.

That's what he called her like this: Ah Ling.

One and another.

Is it Brother Meng?

I want to open my eyes and see a glimmer of light, but I don't have the strength.

She's dead!

It must be dead, she remembers, it was Brother Meng's grief cry, and it was also called to her sentence by sentence:

Ah Ling, Ah Ling......

"Wow! Woo woo woo ......"

What is this sound? Whose child is crying?

Is it A-Wu?

Is it my Ah Wu?

I struggled to open my eyes, and there was a blur in front of me, and a figure was shaking.

"Meng Zhuo! Meng Zhuo! Wake up! Look! Ah Wu is calling you!"

Brother Meng!

She wanted to shout, but she couldn't shout, and she was so anxious that she fainted again.

When I woke up again, I saw only a little glimmer of light.

I was a little thirsty, and my lips were so dry that I wanted to be a piece of loess that had been dried up for a long time, and it seemed that it would crumble into sand when I moved.

It gradually became clear in front of me that I had returned home.

This lives with Brother Meng, and has a home for Xiao Awu.

Feeling the warmth on the side of her head, she moved her head with some difficulty, turned to the side slightly, and a small body pressed against her, sleeping soundly.

Compared with when he was just born, his small facial features stretched a little, and he fell asleep quietly, with the shadow of Meng Zhuo.

"Ah...... No ......"

I haven't spoken for too long, and my dry throat makes a rough sound, which is really a bit abrasive.

Mother and son were heart-to-heart, exhaling like a gossamer, Xiao Awu opened his eyes, moved his body, and then tore his throat and cried recklessly.

Wu Yiling felt a little sorry for the child, she hadn't hugged her since she was born, let alone gave her a sip of milk.

Her poor little Ah Wu.

Wu Yiling tried to sit up, but she didn't have any strength at all, and it took the only strength in her body to support half of her body.

"Oops! Why did you just sit up!"

Someone rushed over when they heard the cry, and when they saw her standing up, they hurried over to help her and lean her against the stone wall.

She sat up dizzily, but she always felt that something was wrong.

It seems that there is something under the body, and it seems that the person is taller, and it is a little different from the usual perspective.

"Come on, drink saliva first. They were in a coma for seven days and seven nights, and they were dying. ”

I felt that the cool water flowed down my dry throat, and the whole person was much more relaxed and refreshed. Only then did I notice that the voice of the person who came was very familiar.

Raising his head, his plain face lost his previous smile, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Reading the ......"

"Brother Meng, Ah Ling, she has ...... If you don't wake up again, it's better to call Ah Wu!"

The hand that originally wanted to stretch out was raised slightly, she paused for a moment, and looked at Nian Shi in disbelief:

"What did you just call me?"

Nian Shi wiped his tears, reached out and hugged Ah Wu, who was still crying on the side, but didn't hear her question:

"I'll call Ah Wu to find milk to drink, you can rest well. There are people guarding outside, and whatever you want, you just ask. ”

Wu Yiling just stared at her hands silently, and she spread her hands tremblingly.

These hands once led her through the happiest time of her life, hunting for her and combing her hair. These hands, once holding her face, were so careful and light kisses, making promises.

Hold hands for a lifetime, accompanied by white heads.

And now, these hands have become her hands.

She reached out and touched her face with some excitement.

Stunned.

What's going on?!

I turned out to be Brother Meng!

"What the hell is going on!"

Suddenly a picture flashed through my mind.

She tore off her clothes and looked down. A crooked wound on the chest, although it was medicated, it still made people look frightened.

She seemed to be able to see the owner of this body, slashing open her chest, and the red blood of her heart was dripping onto her heart.

Brother Meng actually used the forbidden technique to exchange souls with her!

"Meng Zhuo, you bastard! Why! Why are you doing this! You are not qualified to do this!"

Ling, I love you.

Thinking of his last look, Wu Yiling's whole body shrank in pain, she hugged her body, hugged the body of Meng Zhuo that she had now, and cried heartbreakingly.

This man who said he wanted to protect her, this man who promised to be white-headed together, this man who gave his life to him, actually used this method to bring her back to life!

Where could the body that had not yet healed withstand such a toss, and the wound that began to scar collapsed, and the blood covered her body. She only felt a sharp pain in her chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fainted again.

"Ah Ling. ”

Feeling his hand gently scrape her face, she opened her eyes, and he sat beside her as before.

"Brother Meng!"

She hugged Meng Zhuo in an instant, hugging Meng Zhuo tightly.

It's great that he's still like this, right by his side. She could still hold him like that.

"Ah Ling. It's not good for you to do this. ”

"Brother Meng......"

He pulled her hand down and held it in his palm:

"Ah Ling, you have to treat yourself well and live well instead of me. also take care of Ah Wu in my place. ”

"No, Brother Meng, or, let's take care of Ah Wu together!"

"Ah Ling, I love you. ”

"Brother Meng!"

Awakened, she sat up abruptly, and pulled at the wound, causing her to gasp.

"Brother Meng, you're awake. ”

Hearing the movement, he hurriedly got up when he was lying on the side:

"Brother Meng, slow down......"

"When I read it, I want to see Ah Wu. ”

"You wait a minute. ”

After a while, Nian Shi sat next to Wu Yiling with Ah Wu in his arms:

"I'll hold Ah Wu, lest your wound open again." ”

"When you read it, you see Ah Wu, how much more like Brother Meng. ”

I felt a little strange when I read it, Meng Zhuo was a little weird at this time, but this tone was very similar to Wu Yiling.

"Since I gave birth to Ah Wu, I have never hugged her or given her a mouthful of milk to drink. I wasn't a good mom at the time. ”

"Brother Meng, you ......" thought when he thought that it must be Ah Ling's death that made Meng Zhuo so sad that he still regarded himself as Ah Ling now, "Ah Ling is dead." Brother Meng, wake up!"

"When I read it, but I can't help it. As a descendant of Nuwa, from the mandate of heaven, there are many times when I can't help myself. The bloodline of this body is not a gift, but more like a curse. Wu Yiling raised her hand, gently took Ah Wu's hand, and held it in her arms. The child seemed to know that she had something on her, and honestly, obediently lying in her arms. "However, I don't want Ah Wuwu to have the same fate as me. ”

"Brother Meng, wake up, don't do this!"

When he read it, he felt that Meng Zhuo's expression at this time was the same as that of Wu Yiling. It's just that such a look appeared on Meng Zhuo's face, but it made people a little frightened, and she couldn't help but be a little worried, whether Meng Zhuo was crazy.

"You need not be afraid. I am Ah Ling, and in order to save me, Brother Meng used forbidden techniques and changed his soul. Wu Yiling lay Ah Wuping on the bed:

"Ah Wu, my mother hopes that you can get rid of the curse of fate and have your own life. ”

Before he could ask a question, Wu Yiling bit his finger and used his own blood to draw a totem on Ah Wu's body, and a small blood flower snaked from Ah Wu's stomach to his neck, and then a flash of inspiration, as if it had never existed, disappeared.

And Wu Yiling, who was originally awake, fell into a coma again.

Whether it was Ah Ling or Meng Zhuo just now, she couldn't tell the difference.

She didn't know what had just happened. It was as if Meng Zhuo was possessed by Ah Ling, and what was the totem that Meng Zhuo drew on Ah Wu's body, and he suddenly felt that his head was big.

I looked at the big one and then at the small one, and I didn't know what to do for a while.

"It seems that we can only wait until Brother Meng wakes up. ”