Dark Qiyu smiled lightly, as if sitting on the branches that grew out of the darkness, [Close your eyes, you won't feel the pain Li Qiyu. 】

Li Qiyu's eyes seemed to be slightly closed, allowing his thoughts to sink completely. A baby who looks like a thin night abyss staggers towards her: Mommy......

Li Qiyu stiffened, she couldn't leave Xiao Qiye!

She bit her lower lip and slammed her head against the bedpost, and she wouldn't be taken away consciously.

The blow made her head hurt so hard that she seemed to be exerting too much force, and she fell out of the bed, her broken forehead grazed and swollen.

In countless mirrors, she came out of another space, squatted in front of her and stroked her forehead: [Don't worry, I will take care of Qiye, he is our child, how can I be willing to hurt? 】

Lying, should she believe it?

"You've killed so many people!"

[Seven feathers, you killed them. 】

"I didn't, I didn't kill ......"

She will not kill innocent people, no matter how many personalities she divides, she has never changed her original intention of kindness. How could she kill someone?

The door slammed open, and a figure rushed in, and the mirror behind the door fell suddenly.

Bo Yeyuan rushed to Li Qiyu, helped her up from the ground, and looked at the swollen wound on her forehead, and her heart was torn apart. He was in the next room, watching her every move through the monitor.

Seeing that she was frightened and panicked, desperately trying to smash those mirrors with things, hugging her knees alone and hugging in the corner of the bed—

It was only at this moment that he saw her vulnerability clearly for the first time!

She usually pretends to be tough, so stubborn that she refuses to bow her head, as if she is not afraid of anything.

When she looked in the mirrors in horror, he couldn't see anything, and in those mirrors was a beautiful and beautiful her.

She spoke into the mirror and shouted to walk away, he was afraid that she would be taken away.

When she hit her head against herself, he couldn't help but rush in anymore—

The whole living room is very warm, although in the basement there are crystal lamps and wall lamps everywhere, and the light is bright.

Bo Yeyuan knew she was afraid, these mirrors were luxuriously and beautifully shaped, carved with roses and gold totems. There are flowers everywhere and incense is lit.

Li Qiyu is like a broken Barbie doll, and her porcelain-white body is poured on the intricately patterned carpet.

She looked like she had been drained of her soul, without a trace of life.

"Li Qiyu, Li Qiyu......" He picked her up and put her on the bed carefully, because of the nervousness, his nerves were tense and painful!

Even when Li Qiyu was in a coma, she still bit her lower lip tightly, and her heavily bitten lip was stamped.

Bo Yeyuan's heart trembled with distress, how could she treat herself masochistically!

The servants hurriedly came in and removed the mirrors, and before they could call the doctor to come and take a look, the woman in her arms suddenly moved.

Bo Yeyuan clenched her little hands to her chest, and was hoarse nervously: "It's me!" Don't be afraid, I don't have any ghosts near you here, whoever comes, I'll kill whom! ”

He was an atheist and never believed in ghosts and gods.

"Li Qiyu...... I haven't gone far......" he cupped her face and kissed her purple lips.

He couldn't go far, he just looked at her in the same place all the time, and his heart couldn't go anywhere here!

Li Qiyu suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were dark and empty, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a strange heart-palpitating smile.

Bo Yeyuan was stared at by her eyes, pinched her jaw, and told her that she didn't respond, as if she couldn't hear or see.