Bang--

Han Qingqing fell straight on the wooden floor, and the noise was so loud that she almost smashed the floor!

Tong Ran's eyes were dull, and when Han Qingqing fell down, she hit her shoulder. Her body shook, took a few steps back, and fell back to the ground.

She didn't feel the pain.

I can't feel the sound, I can't feel the unpleasant blood and energy on my body...

Feel nothing.

With a slight lifting of his eyes, Tong Ran could see Han Qingqing lying on the ground side, the corners of his mouth were filled with a mixture of blood and white foam, winding down along the lines of the floor, and his white eyes were wide open, as if they were feeling a little sad.

...

"Xiao Ran, I'm playing the Sky City today. Is your dream wedding good?"

"Xiao Ran, we will be good sisters for life. We will always be together. If you don't leave me, I won't leave you..."

"Xiao Ran, when you grow up, you marry Luo Xiao, I marry Mo Nanjue, okay, can we hold a wedding together?"

...

OK... Xiaoran, okay?

Every word from Han Qingqing was replaying in her mind. Water light came from Tong Ranxing's eyes, but she couldn't cry. Her hands gradually clenched into fists, and her teeth almost bit her lower lip.

Han Qingqing was lying beside her. The once innocent girl could no longer be found. She had already lost everything, including her life for those things.

If we were as clear as water, clear as water...

Is it worth it? Qingqing, do you think it is worth it?

Tong Ran moved his legs and his knees hit the floor in pain. She ignored her. When she climbed to Han Qingqing, the woman's body gradually became cold.

Tong Ran trembled and stretched out his hand without thinking it was dirty. He wiped the blood stains on the corner of Han Qingqing's mouth with his cuffs, and then moved up along her face, covering her five fingers together, slowly wiped off her open eyes, "Qingqing, don't come to the world again in the next life. Remember to say before you drink Mengpo soup, it's good to go anywhere, just don't be reincarnated and don't meet me again... Qingqing, go all the way, God owes you what you will do in this life, and you will definitely make up for you in the next life..."

The woman spoke softer and softer. Her slender body and shoulders were shaking. The whine of despair was shocked. She slowly bent down, hugged Han Qingqing's neck and picked her up, pressed her tightly on her chest, and still couldn't help but the whimpering sound stuck in her throat, "Qingqing, Qingqing...ah...ah---!!!"

Her voice was sharply roaring, and her small fist slammed on the wooden floor again and again, as if venting something-

Mo Nanjue stood behind her, looking at her painful cry, the man frowned, and felt that his nerves were being pulled up. Now her every move, every frown and smile could control his emotions.

He smiled bitterly, and her wry smiles all came from him, but why, it was him that hurt?

Tong Ran was heartbroken. Everyone around her, those she once loved, loved her, cherished, cherished, and left her one by one. When she was a child, she was her parents, and when she grew up, she was Brother Luo. Now, Han Qingqing died so miserably in front of her again...

She was alive, as if to watch the people she loved leave.
Chapter completed!