"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhan Yifan kept murmuring like this in a low voice, as if it had become a kind of magic spell that he was chanting to Mint, and Mint's tired nerves gradually relaxed, and he closed his eyes and huddled in Zhan Yifan's eyes.

He gradually fell asleep in Yifan's arms.

When Mint was really asleep, Zhan Yifan gently pulled down Mint's arm. Looking at her frowning even when she fell asleep, Zhan Yifan stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently: "I'm sorry, baby..." He

As he said, he would never let her get hurt, let alone suffer these setbacks alone, but this time he still let things happen.

Turning to look at his daughter in the crib beside the bed, Zhan Yifan stretched out his hand to touch her little face. Did she make a lot of noise last night?

Zhan Yifan turned his head again and was about to put Mint's hand into the bed but found that Mint's hand was swollen and red. What was going on? Zhan Yifan picked up Mint's hand and looked at it, as if it was being rubbed.

Signs of Red, according to Frank's description, she found her hands full of blood when she woke up...so it's not hard to imagine what she did to herself.

"Fool." Zhan Yifan couldn't help but take the catkins in his hand, his eyes burst out with cold and blazing eyes, if he knew who it was...!

Mint couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or reality. Everything around her seemed so real, yet so blurry. She kept turning her head to look around her, returning to the abandoned building.

, returned to Xiao Zhao's body, her eyes seemed to be moving, her blood seemed to be spreading... Xiao Miaomiao was crying, crying so heartbreakingly that it also tore her heart.

"Miaomiao...Miaomiao..." Mint was wandering in place, she wanted to know where the crying came from, and she wanted to hug her little body.

Suddenly her feet felt cold, and Mint lowered her head in horror. Xiao Zhao's hands climbed up to her ankles at some point...

"Ah!" Mint suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed with a heavy breath.

Looking around, it was so quiet that you could hear the ticking second hand of the clock. Mint wiped his forehead, and it was wet with sweat. I don’t know when he changed into pajamas, which must have been made by Zhan Yifan. Mint touched

Touching the pajamas on his body, he felt that his body and mind were gradually getting warmer. He raised his head and looked towards the crib. Seeing the empty bed, Mint suddenly panicked. He turned over and got out of bed and shouted loudly: "Miaomiao!? Miaomiao!"

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Zhan Yifan quickly opened the door and left, holding the woke little Miaomiao in his arms: "What's wrong? Are you awake? Miaomiao is here."

Mint then sat down on the bed limply, and looked at Zhan Yifan with sad eyes: "I just had a nightmare, dreaming that I was back at the crime scene, but I heard Miaomiao's cry

, but I can't find her..."

Zhan Yifan had already walked over quickly and carefully handed Xiao Miaomiao in his arms to Mint. Because he was at home, even if it was cold outside, the room was very warm. Xiao Miaomiao was only wearing one piece at home.

The goose-yellow February and August long-sleeved tunic is so soft and soft that it looks like a little boneless insect in your arms, making people unable to put it down.

Mint hugged little Miaomiao carefully. Little Miaomiao has always been very well-behaved and seldom cried, so every time she heard her cry, she, as a mother, would feel particularly distressed. Because she rarely cried, she felt that she

When she cries, she must be very uncomfortable and unhappy, and she will become anxious in various ways.

Zhan Yifan sat down next to Mint and gently hugged the two of them. Xiao Miaomiao's eyes kept turning, and she grinned when she saw her mother's beautiful and gentle face. She looked so cute.

Almost instantly, Mint and Zhan Yifan's hearts melted.

"Look, our little Miaomiao is comforting you. With her and me accompanying you, there is nothing to be afraid of anymore." Zhan Yifan reached out and touched his daughter's soft cheek and smiled. Mint raised his head and looked at the nearest person.

The husband Zhan Yifan beside him looked down at the soft little man in his arms.

"Yeah, what else do I have to be afraid of? Soldiers will stop me, water will cover me, and I didn't kill anyone, so I don't have to feel guilty and afraid. I'm not afraid, and I really won't be afraid anymore." Mint gently leaned his head against Zhan.

In Yifan's arms, his heart felt as calm and peaceful as a lake at this moment, and those uneasiness and fears had been buried deep in his heart.
Chapter completed!