After separating from the fox, Ling Ziran went to the direction of Ling Mansion alone, and an old grandmother who lived next door to Ling Mansion was negotiating with the vegetable seller with a vegetable basket, and her sharp eyes saw Ling Ziran, and smiled kindly, but there was regret and sympathy in her cloudy eyes.

Ling Ziran didn't know why, smiled at the old grandmother, walked over to help her, "Grandma, you're here to buy vegetables." ”

"Hehe, yes, little girl, where are you going?" The old woman patted the back of her hand, and a wrinkled face wrinkled with laughter.

"Oh, I'm going back to Lingfu to see my father." Ling Ziran replied with a smile.

"That's right." The old grandmother's eyes flickered for a moment, and then she smiled kindly, "Then grandma won't pester you." ”

"No, grandma, I'll go first." Ling Ziran waved to the old grandmother and trotted away.

Looking at Ling Ziran's innocent little face, the old grandmother exhaled leisurely and shook her head regretfully, "It's a pity, it's a pity, pity this child, hey......"

Running a little hurriedly on the road, he stumbled a little, turned his foot, Ling Ziran gasped, thinking that he would turn a corner and go to Ling Mansion, and then he would wipe the medicine and wine again.

Thinking about it like this, he stomped his feet, endured the pain and staggered to Lingfu step by step, and when he looked up, a pair of moist phoenix eyes were full of horror and helplessness, and his dark eyes flashed with crystal tears.

Ling Ziran covered her mouth and retreated again and again, how could it be...... How can it be......

Who's going to tell her what's going on?!

Not...... My heart hurts! I can't breathe anymore!

Ling Ziran bit the back of his hand, tried to blink away his tears or cry himself, and walked towards Ling Mansion heavily, which was still glamorous a few months ago, but now it has become a ruin, and there are still a few places with smoke and fire.

Stepping over the collapsed wooden stake, looking at the dried blood on the ground, his pupils suddenly constricted, Dad and Mom! Where are they!

Ignoring the mess on the ground, Ling Ziran squatted down, digging a pile of ruins with her hands, her eyes were constantly overflowing with crystal liquid, she bit her lip desperately, and her beautiful little face was already pale.

Sitting on the ground baldly, hugging her knees and sobbing quietly, her suppressed cry was heartbreaking, and she kept comforting her father and mother that she might be fine, but her mind knew the facts.

Not! Why? God, can't you see that I have taken possession of other people's fathers? That's why you have to give her such a big punishment?

If so, she'd rather be punished by herself! And not innocent parents! They are so good, how can they be said that they are gone......

Ling Ziran looked up at the sky, the sky that was still clear seemed to be infected by her emotions, and one or two drops of rain fell to the ground, followed by a downpour!

She sat in the ruins, quietly shedding tears, quietly letting the heavy rain lap on her face and body, it hurt, but she didn't feel a trace of pain, maybe it was because of the numbness of her heart.

"Huh!" Ling Ziran stood up, pointed to the sky, and laughed heartbreakingly: "Hahahaha! God, you're satisfied, right? You look at me so embarrassed, are you snickering in your heart! Tell you, you've won! You did it! Are you satisfied? Satisfied?!! Yes! ”

Finally she screamed, crouched on the ground with her head in her hands, and smashed her fists on the rough ground one after another, until the back of her hand was bleeding, and she continued to smash it, as if she had lost consciousness.

When Jun Mochen arrived, he saw Ling Ziran smashing his hand on the ground as if he was crazy, and at that moment his heart was tightly tied, as if a pair of hands were tightening his heart hard, and he was distressed in his mind, or distressed.

As soon as her eyes were hot, she strode over, hugged her tightly with pity, gently lifted her little face, and said in a dumb voice, "Dye'er, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Ling Ziran grabbed his sleeves with both hands, and his suppressed emotions were released at once, and he opened his mouth and cried heartbreakingly, the voice was so heartbreaking and regretful.

Jun Mochen didn't say a word, just hugged her hard, as if this was the only way to give her some comfort.

When she finished crying, the rain had stopped, and a green shoot appeared on the ground, with water droplets.

But she still stopped crying, bit her lip and raised a tear-stained little face, and asked pitifully: "Jun Mochen, you already knew, right?" ”

Jun Mochen touched her head, frowned, looked at Ling Ziran and sobbed in distress, couldn't help it, still nodded, looked at her broken and heartbroken face, and the originally moist phoenix eyes were now red and swollen like walnuts, and his eyes did not shine with the usual sly light, dull and empty, and his handsome face was extremely gloomy.

Picking her up, he walked over to the horse he had ridden and placed it gently on the saddle, and then he jumped on the horse, wrapped his arms around her thin waist from behind, and whispered in her ear, "I just don't want you to be too sad." ”

Not!

Ling Ziran bit the back of his hand, and the tears fell down again, and the back of the injured hand dripped salty tears, stinging, frowning and instinctively shrinking the back of his hand.

"What's wrong?" Jun Mochen grabbed her hand, but accidentally hurt her, lowered his eyes and looked at his bloody hand, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

Ran'er, I'm sorry, it's me who can't protect you, my father and mother, I can't make you less painful, I can't keep you from crying, and I can't keep you from getting hurt......