He felt familiar with every picture.

Familiarity engraved deep in the soul.

The last scenes all gathered into one person.

She turned her head and suddenly smiled on her frosty face.

She stood in the light and reached out to him.

He doesn't want to die.

How could he leave her alone...

Xing never knew where the power burst out, and he tried his best to swim upwards.

The things tied to him loosened, and he broke through the light.

"Wake up!"

The figure suddenly poured into his ears.

Xing Jue covered his chest, gasping for breath, and his eyes swept around.

There are many familiar faces.

He lay on the ground and leaned in Chu Zheng's arms.

"Baby." Xingjue didn't care about so many people and suddenly hugged Chu Zheng and called her hoarsely.

Chu Zheng stroked his back: "It's okay."

Xingjue's breathing gradually calmed down, and he had a clicked injury on his body, so he was quickly transferred to the hospital.

After some inspection, I have time to speak.

There were not many people left in the room at this time.

Chu Zheng sat next to Xingjue's bed, being pulled tightly by Xingjue.

Mr. Xing sat on the sofa beside him, and the housekeeper stood behind the old man, looking at the ground with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered.

"Where is that person?"

"Die." Chu Zheng's tone was very light, as if only a little bug died, not worth mentioning.

Mr. Xing arrived after the first zheng.

When he arrived, he saw Rong Ye 2.0 lying on the ground and Chu Zheng holding Xingjue.
Chapter completed!