Chapter 308 Xiaoan, come back

Xiaoxiao was already sobbing, Feng Ze picked her up and exchanged glances with the people behind her.

Those who understood quickly carried the coffin and walked forward, Feng Ze followed behind, comforting Xiaoxiao in his arms.

On the same day, the two people who agreed to go home together ended up in different places.

As for that storm, it was still rolling, without stopping at all.

On the Z government side, the minister has already contacted the higher authorities, and the arrest warrant for He Jingsi has been lifted.Except for Yize and Lemo who died, no one cared how many people died that night.

Mumu, who had been paying attention to the direction of things, slammed his hand on the table.

"How come you haven't died yet, why haven't you died yet!"

Her lip was bleeding slowly, biting herself.

She was typing on the keyboard with her hands, and the typed words were restored to their original form when she clicked to save, which made her feel at a loss.

She can't change the plot, which she discovered a long time ago.As an author, she is no longer really a manipulator.

"No, no, you have to die, how can you not die!"

"Go to hell, go to hell!"

She was hysterical in the room, and things were a mess on the floor.Finally she fell on it herself, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.

Because of this, she can truly feel alive.

In her mind was the lingering scene before, when she was bullied bit by bit by the old lady, and ridiculed by everyone, she couldn't feel any warmth.She wanted to die, and indeed she died and lived again.

The moment she woke up, she couldn't tell who she was.She wrote the story into a book, but she didn't expect anyone to read it, and even the story inside seemed to change according to the plot, and the unwillingness buried in her heart was magnified little by little.

She was not willing that the self in the book would become a lunatic who didn't understand anything, she wanted to change her fate.In fact, that person was indeed changing, but he didn't achieve the result he wanted. Her unwillingness was being magnified, and she was swallowed by desire.

It made her unable to tell now whether she was the original owner or the author Mumu.

Confused, she remained motionless and gradually closed her eyes, falling into a coma.

She opened her eyes again, as if she had returned to the outside of her home, looking at the door that she was so familiar with, she froze in place.

At this time, someone opened the door and saw her.

"Mom~"

A small figure appeared in her arms, and the impact made her take a few steps back.

"You are finally back, Xiao An'an misses you so much!"

As soon as He An saw her, he took her hand and kept talking about what happened recently.

Murmured and listened to him in a daze, noticing the coldness, he turned his gaze to the door, where there were three other children of about the same size standing there.

They didn't care about anything like He An, but looked at her carefully.

Whispering touched his face with his hand, only to find that the clothes on his body had changed, it was a red and green to the point of dregs.

She tried to call the three children over there, and waved: "Xiaowen, Xiaoqiu, Xiaoxuan..."

None of the three children responded to her, their vigilant eyes hurt her, and some dark thoughts gradually emerged in her heart.

"Xiao An, come back."

He Wen yelled over there, and He An wondered why he had to go back.

"She's not a mother, come back quickly!"

It wasn't the word "mother", which directly drove Mumu into madness, and she grabbed He An's arm.

(End of this chapter)

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