"You...... How did you get here. ”

Ghost Butterfly looked at Leng Xin, who was holding the basket at the door, and said slowly.

“… Ghost ......"

Leng Xin's expression was different from usual, with some inexplicable crying faintly, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next second.

Her little head drooped, and even her usually pink, heterochromatic eyes lost their color.

"Blood. Ghost butterflies have a lot of blood. ”

Leng Xin walked to the side of the ghost butterfly tremblingly with the basket in her arms, as if she wanted to touch the ghost butterfly but was afraid of hurting her ambivalence.

Those big eyes were full of sadness.

"yes. That's a lot. ”

Ghost Butterfly can still say the truth in such a relaxed tone at this time, which can be regarded as extremely optimistic.

"Does it hurt?"

Leng Xin may be too well protected by the clansmen.

Her personality is like that of a child who will never grow up, so she asks questions that seem childish to others.

Actually, people don't know.

It was precisely because of these ridiculous questions that Ghost Butterfly's cold heart felt a faint warmth, and it also relieved her paralyzed limbs.

"It's okay."

Ghost Butterfly reluctantly tugged at the corners of her mouth and said slowly against the wall.

"Woo... Ghost butterfly... Over here...... There is something to eat... Whining... Mom said it. If you are injured, you have to eat. Otherwise, no... It's going to be fine. Wow wow. ”

Leng Xin looked at the ghost butterfly very worriedly, and finally finished the sentence with heavy crying.

Then hurriedly took her basket.

Lift the thick, white cloth from the basket to reveal delicious food.

Like an insecure little beast, she carefully placed the basket in front of the butterfly.

Look at the delicious dishes in the basket.

“………………”

Only the ghost butterfly itself knows. She probably can't even hold chopsticks now.

Leng Xin saw that the ghost butterfly was almost closed with its eyes closed, breathing slowly in the air, and it looked like it was quiet and motionless.

The uneasiness and fear in her heart suddenly overwhelmed her, almost as if she were going to drown her.

An indescribable pain was spreading in my heart.

An unidentified moist fluid was running down his face.

Her father used to tell her.

She doesn't need to grow up, because growing up brings sadness and wet stuff.

Now that she has grown up, her heart hurts, as if she feels that something that has always been there is about to disappear.

And that wet thing - tears have gone through almost all the skin.

"You. What are you crying about? I'm not dead yet. ”

Ghost Butterfly glanced at Leng Xin's expression. I can't help but talk about it.

She's just adjusting the power of the medicine.

Now, at least. It doesn't hurt that much.

The ghost butterfly propped herself up against the wall, slowly picked up the chopsticks in the basket with her hands, and then stopped tasting after a few bites of food.

Because the corners of her mouth smelled of blood.

No matter what you eat, there will be a sticky feeling.

This feeling made her not want to eat anything at all.

Leng Xin watched the ghost butterfly stop eating a few bites, but the tears became bigger and bigger.

"Ghost butterflies. This is made by Daddy, you can eat more. ”。

Daddy? …

Fire Hao Duo?

Did he do it?

Why should he come to have mercy on the dying...

Ghost Butterfly couldn't help but wonder as she looked at the hot food in this basket.

"Who asked you to come?"

Ghost Butterfly asked as she picked up her chopsticks, holding back the disgusting taste of blood in her mouth and taking a few more bites.

There's no denying that these foods are nothing more than very good. It's also very good for healing.

But...... What's the use of him doing all this?

The last meal before the execution?

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