If a person is in a state of mental stress for a long time, it is very likely to lead to incomplete closure of the vocal cords and hoarseness and sharp voice.

Li Sanyi is completely compliant!

This wind groan, gliding across the river, travels through time and space, and brings the wind chant back to a certain palace.

Li Sanyi's lifeboat slowly approached, his shrill voice did not stop shouting, and the wind groaned, with the help of the night wind, drilled into the mind of the wind and could not be dispersed.

"Wind Whispering ——-"

"Father-in-law Li is here, and he is not welcome."

Feng Yin clasped his hands into fists and bowed to Li Sanyi with an ancient, modern and unmodern bow.

Officer Wang on the side held back a smile, and the whole person was carrying the two of them, trembling uncontrollably.

At the same time, the live broadcast room that had been waiting for it also broke out with a smile symbol, which quickly flooded the comment area of the entire live broadcast room.

Li Sanyi became famous with one voice, and Father-in-law Li's name was completely confirmed.

"Are you alright? Scared to death ——-"

Li Sanyi didn't say anything.

He heard it himself!

The sound made him so frightened that he moved one hand downward.

"Hehe, dumb."

He stopped talking.

Feng Yin knew that Li Sanyi was too nervous and the night was slightly cool, so he didn't continue to tease, but waved at the mobile phone in his hand.

"Comrades - I have returned after a thousand years of scourge!"

Everyone has seen the impropriety of Feng Yin for a long time, and there is absolutely no sensationalism in her.

The next thing was much simpler, the lifeboats on the river left one by one, and the lifeboats that Feng Yin was riding gradually docked, and with the help of everyone's concerted efforts and chaos, the boat almost capsized on the riverside.

"Stop! I can go up myself! ”

The wind roared, causing the people on the shore to retreat, and she herself disembarked from the boat to find the entrusted mother in the crowd.

The woman watched Feng Yin come over, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Wind Moan, smiling, stood in front of the woman.

"Your son, I've brought him back for you, take him home."

"Ah———h

The woman was instantly paralyzed, tears flowing, and she cried with the wind and howls.

Under the yellow street lamp, every speck of dust was clearly visible, and they turned into pieces of longing and sadness, surrounding the two people.

[Damn! I knew that today's tears would flow. 】

[Feng Yin, you are indeed not sensational, but this is more uncomfortable than sensational! 】

[This sentence is a lifelong comfort for this mother. 】

It was rare that the wind did not push the woman away, and her arms hung down at her sides, trapped tightly by the woman's arms, like a stake.

Women are venting.

vented the injustice of fate and the pain in his heart.

"Yes-yes-sorry,—- I wasn't-didn't mean to."

"It's okay, I'm already wet."

"Boss, give you clothes!"

Lin Yu, who had been behind Feng Yin, quickly put on clothes for Feng Yin, and wanted to take her into the car to change into dry clothes.

"Don't worry, do you want to take a look?"

The woman understood what the wind meant, and she was afraid, and her heart was really afraid.

Perhaps, only a little lost, the body was not found, and she could still imagine that the child survived.

But now, that lost illusion is also gone.

There was silence for two minutes, and the woman finally nodded, one hand tightly gripping the hand of the wind and drawing strength.

Officer Wang on the other side had already disposed of the body simply, so that it would not be too bloody.

The woman walked over, the strength of her hand getting heavier and heavier, and where no one could see, red blood fell.