Xiong Dabao is worthy of being a trained and extremely smart little raccoon, it has followed Bo Qicheng back a few times before, so it memorized the route and came back with Li Qianhuan with a familiar car.

Li Qianhuan looked at the old house in front of her, her heartbeat accelerated for no reason, and she muttered to herself, "It's so familiar......"

A familiar feeling came over me, something seemed to be broken in my mind, a dusty memory was awakening, trying to break through the barrier, but it ran into an obstacle and was blocked back......

"Hmm...... My head hurts......"

Li Qian held his forehead and let out a cry of pain, his delicate little face wrinkled together, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and finally he simply didn't think about it, it was still important to find his son.

However, it was already too late.

She noticed that the iron door seemed to have been blasted open by something, and the whole door panel fell to the ground, and a large crater was sunk into the center...... No, to be exact, fist pits.

Li Qian's pupils shrank sharply, and he only felt incredible, someone could actually blast open the iron door with one punch, what kind of amazing power did that have?

A heart clenched instantly, and when he was about to step in, he found a small pool of blood on the ground, which had not completely dried up, and it was obvious that there were traces of a fight at the scene, which should have happened not long ago......

Li Qianhuan's face was horrified, and he rushed into the house regardless of it, shouting while his voice was dyed with crying.

"Baby! Baby, where are you, mommy is back! It's Mommy back! Come out, come out......"

The result was a great disappointment, as if someone had robbed the house that looked extremely messy, there was no one in the room, only the cold air and a hint of despair, which made people panic and depressed.

Li Qianhuan immediately cried violently, and at a loss, he could only keep wandering around the house, shouting loudly, holding a hint of luck, thinking that Xiao Baozi must have hidden himself, as long as she called him, he would run out.

However, there was only a dead silence that answered her!

The huge old house, the silence of death.

In the end, Li Qianhuan sat paralyzed on the ground, looking grief-stricken and depressed, if it wasn't for Xiong Dabao's cry that woke her up, she didn't know when she would be in a daze.

As if Xiong Dabao had discovered something, Li Qianhuan quickly got up and ran over, picked up a children's picture book, and flipped through it in a bit of a hurry......

There is a picture on it, it should be her, the long hair is fluttering and beautiful, the red lips are grinning sweetly, although the line next to it is not beautiful handwriting, but it is full of children's innocent and lovely atmosphere, and the writing is a little crooked.

[Orange baby, Ma Ma, why haven't you come back, Yun Che misses you so much. 】

Li Qian's nose was sour, and a line of hot tears uncontrollably slid down his cheeks, dripping on the album, wetting a small flower.

"Yun Che, Yun Che...... My son's name is Yun Che...... His name is Yun Che, right? ”

She muttered in a hoarse voice, trembling in a low voice, and suddenly looked at Xiong Dabao on the side, asking eagerly, but Xiong Dabao couldn't speak, so he could only make a cry of "boiling", as if to comfort her, stretched out his two front feet, and wanted to hug her.

She retracted her gaze and continued to look back at the album, which was almost entirely painted by her, some of them were her, and some of them were her and Xiao Baozi holding hands, standing in a sea of flowers, looking up at the blue sky, smiling brightly.

The picture is very loving, everything is so happy, beautiful, calm and harmonious.

However, when she flipped through the last one, Li Qianhuan burst into tears again, covering her mouth and crying silently......

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