Chapter 92: How Sick This Man Is (21)

It's just a matter of time.

That's the real despair, I had the hope of life, but at the last moment I was told that I would definitely die, from heaven to hell, and I wouldn't be blind even if I died.

The things in the house are very neat, and most of the rag dolls are very cute, but the one in Nan Qiao's hand is terrifying and weird.

There were still wind chimes hanging on the window, and when the wind blew the bells, the light pink curtains swayed with the wind, very girly, Nan Qiao turned her head and looked at the cabinet on the side.

She hadn't paid attention to any of that before.

Seeing that the person in her arms was wandering, Hua Han looked at her eyes, and her eyes were a little deeper, and the things in them were not hers, but ...... His.

"Ah Xiao wants to see what's inside?" Hua Han rubbed her hair and asked softly, her words strange and strange, as if there was some fanatical excitement.

Without waiting for Nan Qiao to answer, Hua Han had already taken out the things, most of which were record files and materials and photos, and the book was densely packed with all kinds of records.

Before he was alive, no, he was a doctor when he was a normal person.

Ah Xiao's personal doctor.

He's been living for so long that he's forgotten how many years.

With blood in her eyes, Hua Han opened a record book, the girl on it was very beautiful, wearing a white princess dress, smiling very cheerfully and sunny, running in the sun, with stars in her eyes, and her smile was like magic, so that everyone who saw her couldn't help but be happy.

Almost at a glance, she recognized that the person above was her, Nan Qiao curiously stretched out her hand and touched it, and then retracted her hand violently, as if she was frightened, with a frightened look, her pale lips were blurred, and her small hand was tightly grasping Hua Han's arm.

The little girl above is like a little princess, with sunshine and happiness everywhere on her body.

And she, cold and bloody, has a dead breath everywhere on her body, can't breathe, and doesn't have a heartbeat.

"Laugh." grabbed her hand, Hua Han put it on his lips and kissed it gently, he liked the previous Ah Xiao, but he loved the current Ah Xiao even more, no matter what she looked like or what kind of temperament she became, it was the Ah Xiao he loved.

He knew what she was afraid of.

The second page is densely packed with words, but the handwriting is not Hua Han's, and it calls her Xiaoxiao, little princess, my darling, and it is clear that the person who wrote these words loves her very much.

"This is what your brother wrote." These are not secrets, Hua Han said softly, her brother, her biological brother, Ren Yusheng.

Elder brother...... Elder brother.

The nails scratched a blood mark on Hua Han's arm, with a smell of blood, Nan Qiao licked her lips, she was inexplicably a little hungry.

Even if Hua Han's blood is not sweet.

Raising his hand and bringing his arm to her lips, Hua Han smiled dotingly, not minding her little movements at all, he was very possessive of Ah Xiao, and it had reached the point of being sick.

Kissing her hair, Hua Han flipped the record to the last few pages, and behind it were Hua Han's words, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, which was very messy.

Monday, February 21, fine.

Ah Xiao has adapted to her body very well today, but she seems to have forgotten all the things in her life, so it's okay, she has only me in her heart.

I don't have to go to great lengths to kill Ren Yusheng.