In the dark night, there was not a trace of moonlight, only an oppressive atmosphere and a strong smell of blood.

"Over there, she can't run far."

"She's hurt! There's blood here! ”

"Chase!"

A gunshot rang out, and a white shadow fell to the ground.

"Jia... Jia, Gong Shaosen is dead, those... The one who harmed you... All dead, I... I'll give you... Revenge..."Ye Xiaoxiao said with relief, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she closed her eyes.

"It's all over." The man's voice carried a hint of melancholy and sadness.

"Good marksmanship from the less!"

"It's still too much!"

"Away from Shao, what will happen to her corpse? Do you want to..."

"Let's bury it properly." At this time, Di Quanli had already regained his calm.

"Yes." Although they wondered why Li Shao was so merciful this time, no one dared to question it, their task was to obey, to obey unconditionally.

Di Quanli was a little dazed, obviously avenging his good brother, why was he not happy at all? Why does his heart hurt so much?

Don't... Is he in love with that woman? No! No way! Who is he? Everything in this world will be surrendered to his feet, and he will not fall in love with anyone! No!

Di Quanli repeatedly told himself in his heart that he didn't love Ye Xiaoxiao, so he suppressed the sourness in his heart, but his chest was still sullen.

The simple adobe house, the hard wooden bed, and a few pieces of furniture scattered together, the familiar and unfamiliar environment came into Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"Sister, you're awake!" The girl next to the bed said excitedly.

"Jiajia?" Ye Xiaoxiao said hesitantly.

"Sister, what's wrong with you, you don't know me anymore?" Ye Jiajia asked with some confusion.

"You... You're not..."Ye Xiaoxiao said as she stretched out her hand to touch Ye Jiajia's face, but her voice stopped abruptly when she saw her hand clearly.

It wasn't her hands, or rather, her rough, calloused hands.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at her white and tender little hands in a daze, and her thoughts were flying.

"Sister? Sister? Ye Jiajia's voice recalled Ye Xiaoxiao's consciousness.

"Jiajia, how old are you?" Ye Xiaoxiao asked softly, and only in front of this only sister did Ye Xiaoxiao have a gentle side.

"Sister, you're so strange, we're twin sisters! I'm 13 years old, just like you? Ye Jiajia always felt that her sister was different from the past, but she had always been simple and didn't think much about it.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask. Okay, I'm going to get to work, or we're going to go hungry again. Ye Xiaoxiao diverted the topic, she already knew what she wanted to know.

"It's all useless to me, otherwise my sister wouldn't be so tired that she fainted..."Ye Jiajia lowered her head in shame.

"Say what? I'm an older sister, so it's my right to take care of my sister. Well, go and do your homework. Ye Xiaoxiao coaxed.

Looking at Ye Jiajia's departing back, a touch of firmness and ruthlessness flashed in Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Since God has given Ye Xiaoxiao a chance to live again, I must protect my sister, even if my hands are stained with blood again, even if I am infamous for being unkind and unfilial!

Three years! There are still three years to go, and I have to make a move first! Ye Xiaoxiao thought so.

Ye Xiaoxiao struggled to support his body, groped on the earthen wall, took out the little money left from a lump of dirt, and then left the house.

Dong'er, I'm here. Ye Xiaoxiao shouted in her heart, and the blood in her bones seemed to be boiling.