Gu Sanning's gaze stayed on the little boy, with curly blond hair and an age of about seven or eight years old......

If the person in front of him is An Sheng, that is, the year An Sheng was brought back to An Jia, 1998, and the time outside is 2032, which happens to match Li Min's age and physical characteristics.

In Li Xin's storyline, Li Min is not dead.

The story of the little boy in the Horror Mansion who was sewn into a puppet does not exist, and An Sheng is still alive and well.

As soon as Gu Sang Ning thought like this, he saw An Sheng turn around and walk to the broken chandelier, picked up a piece of glass from it, and held it in front of him, the sunlight outside the window shone in from outside, refracting on the glass, flashing with beautiful colors.

This shattered beauty is getting closer to the skin on the wrist.

Gu Sanning's eyes widened slightly, stretched out Er Kang's hand, and shouted anxiously: "Don't!" ”

An Sheng paused, as if he heard her voice, put the fragments back, and still squatted on the ground, not leaving.

Gu Sanning walked over, carefully avoiding the range of the sun, and followed the squatting not far away, looking at him motionlessly.

Not long after, the door of the room was unscrewed, and a fashionably dressed woman in her early thirties stood outside the door holding a little girl, and rushed over to hug An Sheng, and said distressedly: "Baby son, how are you, have you hurt anything?" ”

Fang Sihui, An Min......

Except for Fang Yuehua, the family has arrived. century

At this time, Fang Sihui regarded An Sheng as her own child, and her nerves were already abnormal, right?

Sure enough, in the next moment, Fang Sihui directly overthrew An Sheng to the ground, and her small body poured into the shattered glass slag on the ground.

said that it was too late, Gu Sang Ning appeared directly on the shard, and only pushed An Sheng with his mental power, which did not let him fall on the shard alive.

Despite the deflection angle, there was still a lot of broken glass on his hand, and blood oozed from it.

Fang Sihui stood up, shook her head and screamed like crazy, "No, you're not my son, you're the little slut born from that cheap hoof, you deserve to die!" Why don't you die! Why are you here to ruin the lives of our mother and daughter, you little slut! I'm going to have to kill you today. ”

Fang Sihui was about to rush up and beat An Sheng, Gu Sanning turned his eyes and saw An Min standing outside the door, with a pair of ignorant eyes open, almost without thinking about it, rushed over and attached himself to the girl.

"Mom......" Gu Sanning shouted to Fang Sihui inside, and when the latter paused, she cried, "Mom, I'm afraid of ......"

Fang Sihui stopped her hysterical state, turned her head to look at An Min, approached with her high heels, squatted down, and coaxed in a good voice: "Minmin baby is not afraid, mom is here, don't cry or cry." ”

Gu Sanning controlled An Min's body to wrap his arms around Fang Sihui's neck, and he didn't stop, his eyes glanced inside, just in front of An Sheng's eyes.

What kind of desperation is it that makes a child have such a dead and silent look?

"Minmin baby don't cry or cry, mom will take you to play and eat delicious food." As she spoke, Fang Sihui picked her up.

Gu Sanning broke away from Li Min's body, floated into the house, and circled around An Sheng on the ground, looking at his scarred appearance, afraid that he would not be able to deal with his wounds himself.