The stabbing sound resounded in the sky again, and a handsome face was fiercely grasped by the woman in her hands

"Hehe" is the voice again, who the hell is she

It's that woman, that voice is actually the person who just pretended to be Zhang's mother, so beautiful, that woman is really beautiful

The eyes that laugh like a crooked moon hang on it, the small mouth, the forehead, and further down, oh, proud curves, some children are not suitable

"Hehe", the originally black short hair was left out in the cold, revealing beautiful burgundy curls on the side

"You, let me tear the mask for you every time"

"Hehe, wouldn't you be happy then?"

"Hehe, yes, I'm more than happy to help"

"Hmm~badass"

"Huh?"

"Ah~" the woman exclaimed

"I hate you, but you really plan to let Qi'er go back now" The woman got dressed one by one and put on the smiling mask again

"Well, I watched the sky last night, and I should have let her go back."

"Hey~Okay" sighed lightly

The man's mask was torn off, and his eyes fell to the ground, splashing broken glass

"Okay, you go with her tomorrow"

"Nonsense, if that thing is really bad, it will kill Qi'er, woo, it's only been more than ten years, and Qi'er is going back"

"Don't be sad, I'll be distressed" The man gently wiped away the tears hanging on the mask for her

"Got it," but there was a faint sadness in his voice

"Well, don't you also know that we can only see her with her face now if she goes back?

In order to recognize my daughter's true face, well, I agreed" The woman's voice was more rational than emotional

Moonlight sprinkled in,

The moonlight once again illuminated a beautiful space, the little girl stared out of the window blankly, the light refracted by the spoon shone unabashedly in Qi's eyes, and the gentle moonlight kissed the poor child's eyes

This night, destined to be sleepless, the wind blew, the leaves sounded, the wind stopped, the leaves still sounded, but the sound became much quieter

Birds fly by, pierce the sky, birds, you fly away so unattached, listen, your wings, your feathers are all nostalgic, but you really have no attachment at all

Listen, another leaf has fallen, and its force is so great that it can beat the earth with a deafening sound

Listen, listen to the murmuring of water, listen to the raindrops crashing against the windows, listen to the thunder, is there just a beautiful lightning bolt streaked across the sky

I make a wish, I hope that at the end of my life tomorrow, you can pray for me, and in the next life I will have a pair of eyes that can see the world clearly and see beauty