The footsteps were soft, soft, like a ghost, drifting through the silent room. In fact, even if she was a ghost, he didn't intend to give up on her.

If she chooses to leave again, he will go crazy!

Footsteps, farther and farther away.

Just when Leng Yunting couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly felt that the footsteps were slowly approaching.

It's like Nie Xiaoqian approaching Ning Caichen of Lanruo Temple in the dark night. is like a white lady, in the fireworks March, she found Xu Xian on the broken bridge.

She's back. Thinking of this, the corners of his lips couldn't help but have a hint of joyful arc.

However.

A little extremely cold, extremely sharp thing, against his neck!

Yes, it's a dagger, it's a sharp blade!

Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could feel that this sharp blade, under the moonlight, radiated a glowing light!

She really, hates me so much?

Can't wait to kill me with a knife?

Leng Yunting didn't dare to move, and even his breathing stagnated.

He wasn't afraid, he just felt heartache.

Knowing that if he didn't resist, if she pushed a little harder, maybe, he would die.

If, if this can make her feel a little more comfortable and can make up for her five years of pain, he is willing!

Thinking of the slender waist that was unbearable to hold when she just hugged her, she must have suffered a lot.

The sharp blade seemed to descend gently, making the skin around his neck feel the pressure of its sharp fangs.

The imaginary pain has not yet come, and suddenly, the mobile phone next to it seems to be vibrating!

Then, the pain was erased at once, and he only felt that she grabbed her mobile phone and walked quickly into the distance.

saved.

He exhaled, but his heart remained heavy.

If, if death can alleviate the pain that she has suppressed for five years, and allow her to appear in front of him as "Luo Qingxue", he thinks, he must be willing!

Luo Qingxue didn't kill him, not because of the dog's bloody conscience, but-

She walked to the bathroom, which was furthest from the master bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

Turning on the phone, a familiar pleasant voice floated in: "Mommy!"

It's Xiaobao! On her face, the hideousness and indifference dissipated in an instant, and she was about to open her mouth, when she suddenly found that her voice was wrong.

She didn't use a voice changer, so it's still Lucihua's voice!

What can I do? Because of autism, Xiaobao only recognizes the faces and voices of the few people he is most familiar with, and ignores everyone else.

She was a little anxious, and after a long time, she coughed. Xiaobao immediately asked very obediently: "Mommy has a cold?"

She nodded, grunting in her throat, a slight warmth in her heart.

"I'll just say it! Mommy must not have slept with Daddy to catch a cold!"

Xiaobao immediately found the reason for her illness, and reprimanded her very old-fashionedly: "Mommy hurry up and finish her work, come back and sleep with Dad!

Faced with her son, she could only say: "Xiaobao should be well-behaved, wear more clothes, and don't catch a cold." ”

Xiaobao is the same as her, because of the cold poison brought in her mother's womb, she is very afraid of cold.

But he is a body that can't see the sun. The winter in the UK is very long, and as long as you go out to play, you will definitely catch a cold.

Xiaobao smiled, a pair of eyes that looked like his father, but with pale pupils.