This made Xuanqing almost forget that this man was the one who wanted to make her a killer, and he was someone she couldn't covet.

One day, Ouyang Luochen came to Xuanqing's house with great interest, hid his hands behind him, and asked with a smile: "Today, what good things did you bring?" ”

Ouyang Luochen pretended to smile mysteriously and did not answer, which made Xuanqing more and more curious, and he couldn't help but look behind him, but he couldn't see anything. Although she is more mature than her peers, she is only a seven-year-old girl after all, and her curiosity is still unbound.

Looking at her little gesture of probing her brain, Ouyang Luochen couldn't help laughing, stretched out a hand, rubbed her head lovingly, and sent the thing hidden behind her to her eyes. In the next second, I saw her eyes light up, just like a hungry wolf seeing a little white rabbit, her eyes glowed green, which made Ouyang Luochen feel good.

Xuanqing snatched the things in his hand into his own hands and played with them, maybe because Ouyang Luochen had treated her very well recently, she was not afraid of him, and even played a little trick in front of him. Looking at the two little clay figurines in his hand, Xuanqing loved it very much, and asked intently: "How did you think of buying this?" ”

"On the way back from the next dynasty, I saw people selling on the street, and I thought you would be happy."

A simple sentence made Xuanqing's heart bloom. She's happy, at least there are people in this world who remember her, and it's a really good feeling to think of herself when they see these gadgets.

It was night, Xuanqing was asleep, dense sweat oozed from his forehead, his head shook unconsciously, his face was very bad, his lips trembled, as if he was afraid of something, and he kept muttering: "No...... Daddy, Mother...... No, don't...... No, no! With a last scream, she woke up and sat up from her bed, sweat soaking her thin pajamas so tightly that they clung to her.

In the next second, before Xuanqing came back to his senses, the bed next to him sank. Immediately after, Xuanqing was embraced into a warm embrace. She subconsciously reached out to push, but heard a familiar voice above her head, and the voice said, "Qing'er, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

Xuanqing's whole body froze, and she couldn't react for a while, only then did she smell the unique fragrance on his body, and said tentatively in a whisper: "Luo Chen, is it you?" ”

"Hmm." A low response came from above her head, accompanied by a gentle palm patting her back, which made her instantly relax and her mood gradually calmed down, not thinking about the qiē she had just dreamed of.

It was the last thing she wanted to think about, but she dreamed about every day.

This feeling almost broke her down!

When Ouyang Luochen felt that Xuanqing's breathing was not so rapid and he was no longer so panicked, he tentatively asked her, "Shicai, what kind of nightmare did you have?" ”

Xuanqing slowly left his embrace.

In the darkness, she couldn't see his figure clearly, but this boundless darkness made her panic, and she subconsciously grabbed Ouyang Luochen's hand. Shaking his head, and thinking that he couldn't see himself, he shook his head, and then added, "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare." ”

There were some things she didn't want anyone to know, even if it was the person she was closest to right now.

It's just because those things are eternal pain in her heart, and they are things she never wants to talk about again.

Maybe one day she will be willing to sue sù this person, but that is by no means now.