Sister, sister, sister...... &1t;/p>

The voice kept echoing in her ears, but no matter how Ling Qingrui searched, she couldn't find where her brother was. &1t;/p>

Suddenly, Ling Qingrui saw her left front, where her younger brother was standing with a smile, waving at her, as if calling her over, and there was also a person standing there in front of her right, with tears in his apricot eyes, as if he was saying that he must live well...... &1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui was confused, she wanted to get close to her smiling brother, but her tearful brother was in tears, she wanted to comfort her crying brother, but her smiling brother beckoned eagerly! &1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui, who was in extreme pain, hugged her head and couldn't help screaming, Huo Ran sat up from the bed, but she saw a figure in her tearful eyes, and rushed over, she subconsciously trembled her fingers and cut the lancet out. &1t;/p>

The figure dodged the lancet with a very fast degree, and took Ling Qingrui into his arms, the familiar aura instantly drowned Ling Qingrui, and the familiar cool and melodious voice was full of distress: "Qingqing, it's me." ”&1t;/p>

Seeing that Ling Qingrui still wanted to struggle, Ling Xiao in the dark night softened his voice and repeated: "Qingqing, I am Ling Xiao, Qingqing ......"&1t;/p>

I don't know how many sentences Ling Xiao repeated, Ling Qingrui's stiff and guarded body slowly relaxed, but there was still no look in his eyes, as if he couldn't hear what he said, and couldn't see his people. &1t;/p>

At this moment, Ling Xiao's heart was so distressed that he couldn't help but secretly regret why he wanted Xingwen to obey Ling Qingrui's words, why didn't he let Xingwen follow her all the time, why did he have all kinds of scruples, otherwise...... &1t;/p>

Gently holding the petite figure in his arms, he felt the placket on his chest, which quickly wet a large piece, Ling Xiao's eyes couldn't help flashing a dangerous light, but he didn't ask anything, didn't do anything, just let her cry silently in his arms. &1t;/p>

He didn't know what was going on, but he thought that as long as he could cry, maybe Ling Qingrui would return to normal and not fall into a comatose situation. &1t;/p>

I don't know how long it took, Ling Qingrui was tired of crying enough, and her sanity slowly returned, she struggled slightly, let Ling Xiao let go of her, looked up and asked, "Ling Xiao, why are you here?" ”&1t;/p>

At this time, Ling Qingrui realized that her voice was hoarse, but she didn't know that at this time, her eyes were already swollen from crying, and there were still a few tears on her face, which looked delicate and pitiful, which made Ling Xiao feel distressed. &1t;/p>

Ling Xiao reached out and took a glass of honey water from the side and fed it to Ling Qingrui to drink, before he said, "I heard that something happened to you, I'm worried." ”&1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui lowered her eyes slightly, and said in a soft voice, "I'm fine." ”&1t;/p>

Her voice was very soft, and she only said three words simply, but at this moment, Ling Xiao clearly felt that she seemed to be back to the way they first met, although she was less guarded, but she protected her heart tightly and refused to be approached by anyone. &1t;/p>

At this time, she was like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body, trying to protect herself, but she didn't know that her heart was extremely fragile, so fragile that it seemed that without the protection of these thorns, she would immediately turn into a bubble and shatter like dust. &1t;/p>

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, but his fingers were subconsciously rubbing, what kind of involvement did that child killer have with her, and would make her so? &1t;/p>

The room was silent, Ling Xiao suddenly got up and walked to the door, Ling Qingrui only felt that somewhere in her heart was suddenly empty, she hurriedly raised her eyes, looking at Ling Xiao's back, her lips squirmed, she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, and watched Ling Xiao disappear outside the door. &1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui lowered her eyes again, but she didn't want the door to knock softly, Ling Xiao walked in with a food box, and then took out the contents of the food box and placed them on the table next to her, and the fragrance of porridge instantly wafted into the room. &1t;/p>

Putting down the empty food box, Ling Xiao reached out and hugged Ling Qingrui to the table, and then said softly: "Eat something, you have been asleep for a day and a night, I'm afraid you will already be hungry." ”&1t;/p>

Looking at the steaming porridge stuffed into her hand, as well as a few simple but also her favorite side dishes on the table, Ling Qingrui only felt that her eyes were slightly moist again, and she ate silently. &1t;/p>

Ling Xiao didn't speak on the side, only occasionally sandwiched some side dishes for Ling Qingrui. &1t;/p>

"Ling Xiao, thank you." Ling Qingrui put down the bowl in her hand and said softly. &1t;/p>

Ling Xiao smiled, not the kind of loud laughter before, but it was also bright and good-looking, he said: "I said, you don't have to say thank you to me, you don't have to say sorry to me, everything follows your heart, you can be happy." ”&1t;/p>

There was silence again. &1t;/p>

After a long time, when Ling Xiao thought that Ling Qingrui would not speak, she said: "Ling Xiao, I'm a little messy now, after I sort out this matter, I will definitely tell you, okay?" ”&1t;/p>

"Okay." &1t;/p>

Ling Xiao responded, and suddenly stood up again, under Ling Qingrui's slightly panicked gaze, he walked to Ling Qingrui's side, took her into his arms, and said, "Don't think too much." It's almost dawn, I'll go first, take care of myself, I'll come to see you again. ”&1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui nodded, feeling his slender fingers gently rubbing the top of her head, and then the fingers slid down and landed on her eyes, she closed her eyes, but felt that there seemed to be a warmth on his fingers, and the slight astringency and pain in his eyes disappeared quickly. &1t;/p>

For some reason, at this moment, Ling Qingrui's heart suddenly calmed down. &1t;/p>

Before Ling Xiao left, he put all the dishes and chopsticks in the food box and took them away, leaving only a slight trace of the aroma of food in the air. &1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui, who was not sleepy, got up and opened the window and looked out, but was surprised to see a figure, like a black tower, standing upright in the corner. &1t;/p>

"Uncle Jiang?" Ling Qingrui let out a somewhat uncertain voice. &1t;/p>

When the figure heard this, it seemed that he had suddenly woken up from his sleep, his body shook for a while before he stood firm, looked at Ling Qingrui in surprise, and said, "Miss, you finally woke up!" ”&1t;/p>

Sure enough, it was Uncle Jiang, he glanced at the sky, and said anxiously: "Miss, close the window, don't catch a cold, I'll go and ask the doctor to come, and then give Miss a good pulse ......"&1t;/p>."

"No need Uncle Jiang, have you forgotten that I know medical skills myself?" Ling Qingrui hurriedly stopped Uncle Jiang, she knew that she was just stuck in the memories before the time travel, there was no disease, and she couldn't diagnose anything by checking the pulse. &1t;/p>

Uncle Jiang stopped at this time, but he was still not at ease and insisted that Ling Qingrui close the window, Ling Qingrui had no choice but to rely on him, after closing the window, Ling Qingrui asked: "Uncle Jiang, you are also injured, it is better to go back and rest early." ”&1t;/p>

"Miss don't worry, I'm fine." Uncle Jiang replied, but there seemed to be a little hesitation in his tone. &1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui heard it and said: "Uncle Jiang, you saved my life, you have been guarding me for so many years, your kindness to me is comparable to my biological parents, is there anything else you can't say to me?" ”&1t;/p>

Uncle Jiang outside the window hesitated for a moment before asking, "Does Miss remember the little master?" ”&1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui was slightly stunned and said, "Feiyang? ”&1t;/p>

Ling Feiyang, the sister-in-law of the Ling family, her younger brother, when he was born and destroyed the tragedy, Feiyang should still be in infancy, and unfortunately died in that killing, I don't know what Uncle Jiang meant by mentioning him at this time. &1t;/p>

Uncle Jiang, who only heard outside the window, took a deep breath and said, "Yes." ”&1t;/p>

Then, as if he was afraid of losing the opportunity to speak, Uncle Jiang said anxiously: "I know that the high fever of Miss did not go away after she fell into the water, and most of Miss's memories were taken away, and Miss was still young back then, so Miss probably didn't have much impression of the little master." ”&1t;/p>

"Uncle Jiang, what do you want to say?" &1t;/p>

"Miss, the kid I saw before, the killer, he is likely to be the little master!" &1t;/p>

Hearing this, Ling Qingrui suddenly pushed open the window, looked straight at Uncle Jiang with her eyes, glowing with cold light, and said, "Say it again!" ”&1t;/p>

Uncle Jiang suddenly knelt down and said, "Miss, that kid is probably the little master!" ”&1t;/p>

"Why?" &1t;/p>

"When the little young master was born, he had a cinnabar mole with a little red between his eyebrows." &1t;/p>

Ling Qingrui's eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "Even so, there are more than one or two people in the world who have cinnabar moles, or even hundreds of thousands of people, and it is difficult to ...... this alone"&1t;/p>

Uncle Jiang interrupted Ling Qingrui's words with great rudeness and said, "It can be said that it is a coincidence that he has a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, so how can it be explained that he looks exactly the same as the general when he was young?" ”&1t;/p>

With a shock in her heart, Ling Qingrui looked at Uncle Jiang in surprise and asked, "You said that he is exactly the same as my father when he was young?" ”&1t;/p>

"Yes!" &1t;/p>

Uncle Jiang is a few years older than Ling Qingrui's father, the general Ling Qingcang, since Ling Qingcang was five or six years old, Uncle Jiang began to follow him, it can be said that he grew up with him, watching him become a general step by step, watching him marry a wife, have a daughter and have children, and witness the tragedy of destroying the door, he is familiar with everything about Ling Qingcang. &1t;/p>

After Ling Feiyang was born, everyone said that he looked very good at his father Ling Qingcang, except for a little cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, which was with his mother Mo Chuyun. &1t;/p>

At that time, when Uncle Jiang was fighting with that child killer, he inadvertently picked up his masked face and flew out, but he was shocked to see a face that was almost exactly the same as Ling Qing's childhood, except for the little cinnabar between his eyebrows! &1t;/p>

How can this not shock Uncle Jiang? This is also the reason why Uncle Jiang would stand on the spot at that time and almost die under the thin cone of the child killer. &1t;/p>

After hearing everything Uncle Jiang said, Ling Qingrui stood stunned for a long time, and was in a trance for a while. &1t;/p>

Could it be that there is such a coincidence in the world? &1t;/p>

That child killer first looked exactly the same as her younger brother before she crossed over, and then had the same cinnabar mole between her eyebrows as Ling Qingrui's younger brother in the Tianli Dynasty, Ling Feiyang, exactly the same as her father Ling Qingcang's appearance back then? &1t;/p>

just thought about it, since she can travel weirdly, why can't such a coincidence exist? &1t;/p>

When her thoughts fell, Ling Qingrui was about to speak, but she suddenly remembered something! &1t;/p>

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