"Doesn't Meng Meng like her?" Xu Shen said, pushing the swing with his big hand, looking at the well-behaved little girl on the swing, well, his lemon is really good.

It was obvious to her, who they all heard referencing.

For a long time, Xu Shen didn't wait for an answer, but he seemed to be used to it, a slight wind blew, his hair was blown by the wind, and Hua Rujin squinted his eyes.

Holding the swing's hand and sending it away, Xin Xu Shen caught her in time, otherwise this fall would be light, I am afraid that the disfigurement will be light.

A heavy sigh sounded in her ears, and Xu Shen didn't blame her, "It's my brother who is not good." ”

He shouldn't have mentioned Jingling.

Lying in Xu Shen's arms, Hua Rujin's eyes were indifferent, and there was no reaction, and I don't know how long it took for Xu Shen to hear her voice.

"Hmm." A simple word, and there was no reaction after saying it.

However, this only one word is enough to be very happy, Meng Meng suffers from severe autism, and it is rare to be able to say a word.

Rubbing her hair, whether it is lemon or m, it is her, no matter what kind of her, he likes it.

……

The sound of the rain fell on my ears.

The sound of lightning sounded, with a somewhat terrifying aura, the dark night, is the time when the demon likes to haunt the most, quiet, secret.

Lightning lit up the room, a hoarse knock on the door sounded, and footsteps were light, light, as if stepping on the heart.

Puff, puff......

It's quiet, as if the whole world is calm, and the atmosphere is getting more and more oppressive and breathless.

Outside the lightning rang out along with the thunder, lighting up the entire room, and Jing Ling woke up violently.

The room was very quiet, it was dark, and I couldn't see anything clearly, so I sat up and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead, Jing Ling breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was a dream.

She dreamed of those things again, but, looking at the familiar room in front of her, the corners of her lips hooked up a sneer, in this life, what she wanted, that was hers!

What if Jing Meng is the little princess of the Jing family, she hasn't been made autistic by her now, and she can't get out of those nightmares in her life.

Jing Ling was vigilant about the weirdness of today's flowers, but she didn't care too much, she had the memories of her previous life, so she was naturally not afraid of a person with a sick brain.

There was a slight friction sound in the air, and Jing Ling immediately looked away, and there was a black figure there, startled, and said sharply, "Who! ”

Reached out to grope for the lamp beside her, but she didn't know why, the light couldn't be turned on, the room was very dark, Jing Ling couldn't see the face clearly, the heart in her chest began to beat violently, and she became more and more nervous.

The lightning outside illuminated the figure, and the delicate but empty eyes made Jing Ling startled, and she shrank back suddenly, how could she not recognize those eyes.

It's her...... It's her......!!

The sound of breathing became more and more rapid, Jing Ling tightly grabbed the quilt under him, and his trembling voice echoed in the silent air, with endless fear, "Jing Meng——!! ”

Little Lori stood obediently and skillfully, holding a doll rabbit in her hand, staring at Jingling on the bed with a pair of big eyes, with a weird smile on the corner of her lips, the rabbit doll was snow-white, but she was wearing a big red skirt, like blood.

In the silence of the night, how to look and how terrifying.

Strangely, the rabbit doll had no eyes on its face, only a mouth that was curled up like little Lori, the same, smiling.

Suddenly, little Lori stretched out her hand, a pair of bright eyes were lying in her palm, and a calm and weird voice slowly sounded, "Do you miss me?" ”