The most extreme gentleness and the most cruel cruelty - the last scene she saw before she died was his gentle and painful face.

Scold.

Xia Fanyin's eyes were scarlet, and she bit her lip so hard that she couldn't help but rush out.

Wuluo was wearing women's clothes at the moment, and when he saw that Quan Tianjiu was about to go to the tomb, he slapped his palm on the tree and deliberately made some movement.

"Who?"

In the dark night, a deep voice, a cold and angry scolding.

Xia Fanyin heard the extremely familiar voice, his fingers grabbed the branch fiercely, his knuckles turned white, and he unconsciously tore off a branch.

It was at this time that the fog fell and rushed out.

Quan Tianjiu's face changed suddenly.

"Little Seven ......"

The first sound was a murmur.

In the darkness of the night, the water-red figure with his most familiar hair, dressed in his most familiar shirt, ran quickly into the distance in the night, as he often saw in his midnight dreams—she disappeared into his world in a thousand ways.

A dull ache in my chest hit me unexpectedly.

"Little Seven ——!"

The second roar, almost urgently, was low.

The moon-white figure chased out without thinking.

When she passed by Xia Fanyin's side, she looked coldly at the somewhat familiar set of clothes, and couldn't tell whether this was what she had done or if he had made a set of exactly the same again, and her beautiful red lips hooked up a bit of a mocking arc.

What a.

Those who don't know still think that he is affectionate and meaningful.

…………

Xia Fanyin retracted her gaze, turned around and felt into the tomb with familiarity, and touched the ice room where she had been here twice.

As soon as the door opened, a bitter chill hit my face.

As she expected, Rusheng had already left, and she had become a person lying in this cold thousand-year-old ice.

Xia Fanyin gently touched the body she had used, and her heart was indescribable.

The fingers trembled and touched the place of the abdomen......

It's just that......

Her face changed suddenly!

The abdomen, which should have been bulging, has been cut open raw, and although it has been carefully sutured, it is no longer bulging!

The child is gone......

Xia Fanyin's eyes suddenly widened.

Her eyes were filled with moist heat in an instant, her hands trembled even more, even her lips trembled, and she touched that position several times in disbelief, and even had the urge to take the thread apart and take a look!

But there was still nothing.

Why?

It is impossible for the child to survive, so why should he "go" the child away?

When it comes to this time, can't he let their mother and son be together?

Suddenly there was a series of footsteps outside, Xia Fanyin's face changed again, she couldn't care so much, she found a huge piece of cold ice and hid it.

The bright yellow figure came into view.

She closed the door when she came in just now, so the man didn't notice her presence, and walked straight to the ice coffin, looking down at the people inside.

"Little Seven."

The hoarse voice brewed an almost imperceptible mockery, "I seem to have seen you just now." ”

The man gently stroked the already cold body, his eyes deep, "But it's not you, I know...... You won't come back to see me. ”

Xia Fanyin bit her lip out of the blood, so she didn't move.

She thought she could treat everything calmly, but when she really saw people, she found that she still couldn't do it.

How is it possible to be calm?

He broke his promise and killed her children with his own hands, even after her death......

In the hatred of her gritted teeth, the man suddenly leaned over, picked up the person in the ice coffin, and walked out!

Xia Fanyin's pupils shrank suddenly.

What is he going to do?

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