Chapter 9

Luo Xiaofan stood at the door, her head was depressed, her long bangs drooped down, covering all her expressions.

It's just that the faint smear of bright red at the corner of the mouth is extraordinarily glaring and hideous.

Her hands were hanging limply on her sides, as if she had no strength at all, and she was still wearing the thin sweater.

Tremendous panic and fear overflowed from the bottom of his heart, and Mo Yinfeng's face turned pale.

He strode up to her, staring at her tightly, as if she would disappear out of thin air in the next second.

A kind of self-hatred rose from the bottom of my heart.

Mo Yinfeng hugged her suddenly, hugged her so tightly, and ignored her like that, as if he wanted to integrate her into himself.He was really scared.

However, the person in his arms was as soft as a ball of cotton. No matter how tight he hugged him, he even felt that his arms hurt a little, but the person in his arms still didn't respond at all.

She seemed to be drained, paralyzed in his arms, at his mercy, like a walking dead.

She heard it all, the secret he had kept in his heart for more than ten years, and he didn't want her to know, never wanted her to know.

It wasn't what she thought it was, and it really wasn't.

What to do, do you want to say something now?But what to say.

The way she looks now makes people feel a kind of fear out of thin air, like a black hole, getting bigger and bigger.

He felt that she really wanted to disappear from under his nose, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't make a sound.

"Heh, heh" she finally raised her head and smiled softly. She was limp in his arms, as weak as a puddle of water. They were so close that she didn't even have to support her body.

However, this kind of smile is full of spring breeze, her eyes are bent into half moons, a touch of blood oozes from the corners of her mouth, her eyes become very vivid, shining with a strange light.

Looking at such a smile, Mo Yinfeng felt as if thousands of arrows were shot into his heart, and the blood was dripping from the poke.He had an ominous premonition and inexplicable fear. Her smile was even more moving than when she cut her wrists last time, even a bit childish, but to his ears, it sounded like the sound of a devil calling.

He unconsciously let go of his arms, and the person in his arms lost his support and fell to his knees.

At some point, Lan Qingya had already walked to the door, looking at Luo Xiaofan who was paralyzed on the ground, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes.

I have experienced this kind of despair myself, and the person in front of me looks like myself when I was young.

But, at least she is luckier than herself, at least, she and Yinfeng are childhood sweethearts.

In this way, she thought, they would not be as unfortunate as herself.

However, after all, fate cannot be twisted.

Is she a cursed person who cannot be fully happy even with her children?

Is it really my fault.They will not be happy after all.

The two children she watched grow up.

(End of this chapter)

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