"Where is he?"

Xiaoxia's voice was trembling, and the safety buckle was held in her hand. Her tears fell on the safety buckle, breaking into countless small crystal clear water drops and scattering in all directions.

"he"

Zhu Xiaozhou was at a loss for words. He was used to being unscrupulous, but now he couldn't be cruel anymore.

"Perhaps, he died a long time ago." Xiao Wenxuan saw Zhu Xiaozhou in trouble, so he took the initiative to become the "evil man" and revealed the truth.

Xiaoxia clenched the safety buckle, pressed it against her chest, and closed her eyes.

Tears are like broken beads——

Falling down slowly.

It turns out that when people are in extreme pain, they really can't cry.

She just remembered him, but she had already lost him.

Zhu Xiaozhou was actually a little sad and was eager to find something to do to cover up his embarrassment.

Really, she has nothing to be sad about.

He casually moved the brocade box on the shelf to a different position, pretended to open it, and pretended to check——

But accidentally, a tear dropped in and fell on the turbid surface of the bronze mirror.

I didn't notice the change in the mirror, let alone see the figure reflected in the mirror——

Yixin is still feeling regretful about the story between Xiaoxia and Zhang Daniu.

"Can I see him again?" Xiaoxia asked.
Chapter completed!