This time in a deep sleep, Su Qingli dreamed of his parents who had been dead for five years.

may have been infected by the sad monster in the sea, Su Qingli has been immersed in his grief.

Why are monsters so sad?

She was obviously thinking about this question, but with a burst of white light in front of her, she saw the former Su family.

The ferocious pitbull Ruble was playing with Su Ruolin in the garden, one person and one dog rolled into a ball, and Su Ruolin's pink skirt was stuck with a lot of mud.

Su Morong held a book and sat on the swing under the tree, swaying, as if thinking about something.

Su Qingli walked up to him and lowered his head to look at him, but it didn't seem to see itself, and still lowered its head.

I just wanted to reach out and touch the top of his hair, but suddenly found that my hand was transparent.

She was stunned, looking at her hand, the palm was small, the ten fingers were slender, and when it was slightly curled, there was a plain luster between the moist ones.

Through the palm of her hand, she saw that the door of the house was pushed open, and her mother was wearing a light blue dress and walked out, looking gentle and elegant.

Su Qingli's tears surged uncontrollably, and she walked over quickly, but she was speechless for a while.

With her pale face glowing pink and her black jade pupils smiling warmly, she pushed open the door and turned to speak to the person behind her.

"Mr. Yuan, come back to play when you have time."

Hearing this, Su Qingli's whole person froze in place.

She saw her mother come out and turn sideways, followed by her father.

The father smiled politely and led the man in the flower shirt out.

The man smiled wickedly, wearing a black and white floral shirt, and the complex and exaggerated patterns were presented on him without any sense of disobedience.

The sturdy and slender legs are dark blue jeans, the stiff denim fabric modifies his leg muscles well, and the black Martin boots on his feet make him very tall and a little solemn.

Su Qingli looked at him, stiffened, and his face was a little pale.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Su Qingli's face was even more pale and a little distorted.

She saw herself, a little girl, still wearing a white shirt and a black and blue short skirt school uniform, running to the man with her little short legs, and happily pounced on the man.

opened her mouth, Su Qingli raised her hand weakly, and saw that the man had caught her little body accurately.

"Qingli, are you still so naughty?"

The man looked at her, smiling gently, and the brown pupils that had always been a child, probably because of the sunshine, were tinged with a doting color.

His big hand caressed the top of the little girl's hair, and even through the hair, he could still feel the strength of his hand that could be lightened.

He usually has heavy hands and feet, for fear of hurting this soft little girl.

Su Qingli never thought that it would be such a situation.

She looked at the little girl who rushed over in surprise, and was speechless for a while.

What's going on? This is when she was a child? Why didn't she remember knowing Yuan Su before? They obviously met for the first time on the day the Su family was destroyed!

Moreover, this little "Su Qingli" looks very familiar with Yuan Su?

The little Su Qingli "giggled", and held a few lollipops in his little hands: "Uncle Yuan, you pick one!" This is the reward for today's practical lesson! ”

Su's father and Su mother watched their interaction from the side, just smiling softly.

Su Ruolin's "whooping" cry in the distance may have been hurt by the ruble, her mother hurried over to check, and her father hesitated, sighed, and looked at them.

"Yuan Su, take care of this girl, I'll go see the little rabbit cub who was beaten and cried by the dog."

Yuan Su smiled evilly and nodded in understanding.

Su Qingli hurriedly made eye contact with his father and nodded obediently.

Yuan Su looked down at the candy in her hand, the colorful plastic packaging, it didn't look delicious at all.

Su Qingli looked at him and touched his shirt again: "Uncle Yuan, why do you like to wear such colorful clothes, this color looks like a cow today." ”

Yuan Su raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed, he looked good when he laughed, and the scorpion tattoo on his neck stretched out with his movements, which was a bit vivid.

"Little girl, you dare to describe your Uncle Yuan like that, you are still the first."

Su Qingli's newborn calf laughed without fear of tigers, and his sweet smile made Yuan Su feel the taste of candy.

"Whoever made Uncle Yuan look fierce, no one else dared to say anything about you!"

She lifted the candy in her hand a little, and looked high in front of Yuan Su, trying hard to let him see the appearance of the candy.

Yuan Su looked at her chubby little hands grasping the candy, but her figure already had a little slim lines, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He took a peach-flavored lollipop in his hand, fiddled with it left and right, and grinned: "Okay, that's it, don't grind your uncle, your uncle still has something to do, so he has to go first." ”

Su Qingli pounced on him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and looked at the tall man with his little head up, and his expression was a little aggrieved:

"Ah...... You're leaving as soon as I get back......"

Yuan Su was amused by her small appearance, reached out and pinched her white and tender little face, and Su Qingli's delicate skin pinched by her rough fingertips turned a small piece red.

Looking at this wonderful flush, Yuan Su couldn't cry or laugh a little: "Little guy, you are too tender, right, is it really too rough for Lao Tzu in the past few years?" ”

Su Qingli looked at the little girl in the school uniform, and her little arm was stuck on Yuan Su's waist.

She seemed to have touched something, a cold and hard thing hidden under the flower shirt.

She looked over suspiciously, and a silver-gray gun was pinned to her leather belt.

The gun seemed to be specially made, and Su Qingli saw a small scorpion tail on the body of the gun.

She still wanted to take a closer look, but she was already pinched by Yuan Su holding the collar.

She was stunned, looked at Yuan Su with some embarrassment, and couldn't help blushing at the man's playful eyes and evil smile.

Su Qingli, who was standing on the side, had his whole blood coagulated, and the little "Su Qingli" didn't know this gun, but she did.

This is the gun that finally ended the fate of the mother.

It was the silver bullet of this gun that pierced the mother's eyebrows.

Yuan Su pinched her and stuffed her into the house, and now outside the door, his long arm stretched out, and he blocked the door frame tightly at will.

"Little one, go back to your homework, you can't touch this thing now."

"Huh?" She took two steps forward, her eyes wide innocently, "Then when can I take a look?" ”

Yuan Su pondered for a moment: "Curious? ”

Xiao Baozi nodded.

The man smiled evilly: "Wait until you grow up." ”

Seeing that the man was about to close the door, Su Qingli rushed over anxiously, she desperately wanted to know why she knew Yuan Su when she was a child and got along so harmoniously.

Why, when they were so harmonious, finally pulled out their guns against each other?

"Yuan Su !!" Su Qingli shouted, she saw the man's body stiffen and turned around.

And the moment the man turned around, Su Qingli felt that his body suddenly fell and fell into the endless abyss.