Xiao Yechen looked up at the window, and red roses were flying all over the sky, and in the lonely night, charming flowers bloomed, "Do you want to know, how Xiaojiu died?"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan opened his eyes wide and looked at him.&1t;/p>

Ye Chen stared out the window with a stern wind. His tone was cooler than the wind of the night, with a color of memories...&1t;/p>

"He has always believed that you will come to save him. You said that he is more important than your life. If he suffers a little, you will suffer a lot. But when he is in such pain, why don't you feel pain? Why do you smile at another child at that time?"&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!