Shuyi looked at her back and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.

Qing Chu saw that Heguang Tongchen looked over, and fluttered even harder, "Daddy, it's this thief who has a grudge against my mother, and my mother dreams every night that he carries a sword to kill me and my mother." ”

Hearing Qing Chu's voice, He Guang Tongchen clearly felt that the painting heart trembled in his arms, but buried his face in his arms again.

She didn't look back to know who the thief in Qing Chu's mouth was.

He gently stroked her back like a comforting light, extremely gentle. His eyes looked at Shuyi for a moment, and he was very cold.

In his eyes, Shuyi is Jun Yin, Jun Yin who occupies his body and loses his memory! He once let her once, but Jun Yin not only failed to protect her, but even killed her, so now, he will never give her a second chance!

And the slight tremor of Huaxin did not escape Shuyi's eyes, just that slight movement, Shuyi understood that Huaxin knew that he was behind her.

But he waited and waited, his eyes staring at her without blinking, until his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't wait for the painting to turn around.

He knew that if she didn't look back, she had chosen between him and the light...... With the light!

Shuyi never knew that he was so timid and vulnerable, it was clear that she was the one who turned his back, and it was her fault that everything was her fault, but he didn't even dare to say a question.

After a long stalemate, he muttered softly, "Xin'er ......"

Hoarseness, choking.

When he heard this voice that had been absent for a month, he only felt that his heart was suddenly clenched by something, and even his breathing became heavy and sluggish.

But she didn't look back.

It's not about the light and the dust.

In her heart, there was already life and death between her and him, how could she turn back!

After a long time, the air pressure around him had been extremely low, as if the war was about to break out, and the painting heart slowly spoke, "His Royal Highness King Yi, can you let Xiao'er Qingchu go, my grievances with you have nothing to do with him." ”

The sentence "His Royal Highness King Yi", the alienated and solemn salutation came out of the mouth of the painting, which made Shuyi feel painful and in a trance.

He thought that he had only been away for an hour or two, but it seemed that dozens of vicissitudes had passed. The woman who was still under him before he left is now lying in the arms of another man, and even has that person's child!

Everything was so unpredictable that he couldn't help but wonder if it was all a dream. If this is not a dream, then is everything he and her ever been a dream?

Just when Shuyi was in a trance, a sharp stinging pain suddenly came from the back of his hand, and he was about to pull back to the cruel reality.

He looked down and saw that it was Qing Chu'er biting him, that face was so much like a painting heart, like he couldn't hate it at all when he saw him.

After staring at it for a moment, he looked away, let go of his hand, and put Qing Chu down.

As soon as Qing Chu landed, he threw his legs towards the bear with the light and dust, threw himself into his arms, kissed him, hugged his neck and shouted, "Daddy." ”

That sound, like tens of thousands of sharp swords, pierced Shuyi's chest at the same time.

Tomorrow the sun is shining and the sky is clear, but he only feels that his eyes are black, God is chaos, he doesn't know where he is, he doesn't know where he is, he doesn't know what day it is.

He didn't understand.

He couldn't believe it.

But he glared at her, his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't ask "why".