She really wanted to say to Xia Wan'an, don't cry, but she couldn't speak anymore.

She also wanted to say another thing: The reason why the baby is called Mu Xi is that there are woods on the mountain and branches on the wood. She is happy to you and you don’t know.

She also wanted to see the man again. Although he was going to get married in a short time, she still wanted to see him...

Sure enough, she was talking about something that she took the baby to a blind date, but she still couldn't let him go... she couldn't let him go until she died.

Xia Wan'an clearly felt that the force of Song Youman holding his hand was slowly decreasing until finally, when she completely let go of her fingertips, she felt like she was hit by someone on the head, her mind was blank, and even her tears were forgotten to shed.

After a while, she whispered: "You Man?"

The response to her was quiet, the kind of quiet that made her panic for no reason.

"There is a man? There is a man?" she continued to shout, and she kept shouting. She didn't know how many times she had shouted. In the end, all she could make was the whimpering crying sound in her mouth.

She could feel Song Youman's breathing and Song Youman's heartbeat, but she was just afraid, afraid... When Song Youman closed her eyes, she and she would never see each other again.

"Hey? Hey! Hey—"

Suddenly, a very low voice came into Xia Wan'an's ears.

She looked around and saw the dilapidated walls and small windows, and no one existed at all. She thought she had heard it wrong, and lowered her head again with red eyes. However, this time her eyes had not yet fallen on Song Youman's face, and the voice rang again: "Hey, hey, above..."

Xia Wan'an subconsciously looked up, and when she saw Han Zhijin's handsome face lying on the roof that she had not built, her eyes lit up: "Han..."

Before she could even post the word "She", Han Zhijin on the roof made a swearing gesture at her.

Xia Wan'an knew what he meant, and told her not to disturb the people outside. She quickly shut up. Then Han Zhijin stretched out his hand, pointed to the wall in front, and said with a lip, "There are a few people, I can't beat..."

Xia Wan'an: "..." It's a very reasonable sentence that cannot be beaten.

However, at this time, it is not the time to dislike Han Zhijin's weak cock. Xia Wan'an quickly pointed to Song Youman, who was already in a coma, and used messy body language to tell Han Zhijin to find a way to save people.

I don’t know if Han Zhijin understood her own sign language, so he nodded at her, and then quickly threw down a quilt cover, with the four corners of the quilt covered with cloth strips torn from the same sheet.

"This is the four-piece set I bought, the express delivery I just picked up..." Han Zhijin, who was lying on top, explained to Xia Wan'an with his mouth.

Xia Wan'anli ignored Han Zhijin and used his strength to carefully place Song Youman on the bed sheet, then pulled the bed sheet next to him. After confirming that it was very firm, he nodded to Han Zhijin.

Han Zhijin mentioned it above and Xia Wan'an dragged it below. Fortunately, during the whole process of Song Youman getting pregnant, he paid great attention to his diet and was very light. In addition, the factory was not very tall. Soon, Han Zhijin grabbed Song Youman's arm with his hand, then wrapped her back, and half held her half to the roof.

Compared with Song Youman, Xia Wan'an was awake and with the strength of Han Zhijin lifting up, he could easily climb to the roof of the house.

But when the three people were about to slip from the roof, a voice came from below: "No, those two women have escaped!"
Chapter completed!