Xiao Yechen reached out to help her, his face pale: "Qinghuan..."

Xiaoqing laughed and lay softly on his shoulder: "Little brother, Qinghuan likes this name."

He just said that she doesn't deserve this name...

Xiao Yechen hugged her tremblingly: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to see a doctor."

"...I didn't..." She cried, her voice aggrieved and soft: "Little brother... Qinghuan didn't harm you..."

"It's me that's not good, I shouldn't believe you..." The continuous liquid fell into his palms, and soon dyed his clothes red.

Xiao Yechen's eyes also turned blood red. He wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said incoherently: "Qinghuan... is not afraid... I'll take you to find a doctor..."

But the blood could not be wiped out, and it was wiped out again and flowed out. His palms were covered with warm blood.

Xiao Qinghuan's body temperature became colder and colder, and her little face lost its vitality and fell into his arms and smiled.

"Little brother...you must not forget...Qinghuan..."

"Don't forget," Xiao Yechen stared at her gray and quiet face, feeling guilty and sad: "You will be in my heart all your life!"

"...It's so good..." Her voice was so weak that she was almost inaudible.

"Qinghuan, don't sleep, talk to me..." Xiao Yechen shook her body, his tone soft.

Her long eyelashes moved, and she was about to close and woke her up again. She cried and said, "...Little brother... it hurts..."

"I'll give you huh..." Xiao Yechen blew the bloody gun on her back.

Xiaoxue always said that Huhuo no longer hurts...

“…so cold…”

Xiao Yechen put his arms around her and hugged her tightly, took off his coat and covered her: "It's not cold anymore..."

After a while, she said softly: "...Brother...Brother, at dawn......must... wake up...Qinghuan..."

"Don't sleep!" He shook her shoulder vigorously: "Qinghuan, get up and talk to me, accompany me to bask in the sun and eat apples, and sleep with me. I will never be mad at you anymore. I will take you to find your new father and take you to play with Xiaoxue. I won't send you away, Qinghuan..."

This time, he never woke her up again.

This is the deepest night before dawn.

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly came from the edge of the cliff where the wind was howling.

"ah!!!!"

It was like a lonely wolf cub who was forced into a desperate situation, shouting a shrill cry.

The waves beating the reefs under the cliffs, causing a tide.

Long Qianya was covering her head in front, her face was a blue-purple twist.

The needles Xiao Yechen ejaculated were highly toxic and blood-sealed.

Long Qianya is not a normal person. She has not died of poisoning, but she can see that she is not having a good time.

She panted and rushed over and pinched Xiao Yechen's neck.

Kill him!

Kill him!!

Kill him!!!

The voice echoed in her mind over and over again, and she laughed wildly.

Xiao Yechen's tender neck was pinched, and his chest was suffocated to explode. His eyes fell on the face of the little girl lying on the ground.

She was lying peacefully, and a smile was still on the corner of her mouth.

So small, so soft, so beautiful...

But she will never open those beautiful eyes.

It was his stupidity that killed her...

Xiao Yechen cried.

I was crying like an ordinary child.

Tears fell one by one and dripped on Xiao Qinghuan's face.

The moonlight that night was too cold and too cold.

It has illuminated countless desolate love separations in the world.
Chapter completed!