Han Limin's face was not happy at all. "Enough, don't say it. Even if Han zixie is really blind, so what? He's not dead? Why isn't he dead? He won't die. It's your son who will die at that time!"

"What are you talking about? What are you dying?" Wang Liangrong said, but then she seemed to notice something. Her eyes widened and her face couldn't believe it. "Is it... Is this explosion today related to you?

Han Limin didn't answer, but shouted impatiently, "you go out. Remember, it has nothing to do with me. Do you understand?"

Wang Liangrong's body trembled and hurried out of the room. After all, it was mother and son. Just looking at her son's appearance, she knew that the explosion was caused by her son.

If that's the case, I'm afraid that once they find out, their mother and son will be completely finished.

She has to think about what to do.

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"Brother Ming, can't you really see anything?"

"Brother Ming, when you can see it later, you will know what I look like. I will become beautiful, very beautiful, very beautiful..."

"Brother Ming, can we... Live? Shall we live together..."

"Brother Ming..."

In the dark, the once picture flashed before my eyes

Brother Ming's face turned into Han zixie's face. Han zixie anxiously ran to her and asked her how she was. Then there was a roaring explosion. The piercing flash, then the deafening sound... And the impact of the air flow... The body seemed to be torn in pain for a moment.

"Si Tong... This time, I'll give you my life..." the whispering voice, whose voice is it

"Ah!" Qin Si Tong suddenly opened his eyes. What came into his eyes was the darkness. The parts of his body injured in the explosion were aching faintly, as if telling her some truth.

Just now it was a dream... She sat up and found that all her body was cold sweat.

She almost subconsciously touched the empty seat beside her bed, but she didn't touch anything.

"Ji Sheng..." she shouted softly, turned on the bedside lamp, and saw the emptiness of a room. She was the only one in the whole room.

Qin Sitong looked at the wall clock. It was already more than 4 a.m. so late. If Jisheng wasn't in the bedroom, where would he be? She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on a dress, walked out of the bedroom and began to find it in some of the rooms he usually stayed in.

One, two, three... None.

Qin Sitong hurried down the stairs again. Inexplicably, he was flustered. He was afraid that something would happen again.

Just as Qin Sitong was walking downstairs, he suddenly saw that the main door of the house was pushed open, and the moonlight spilled into the house with the door. Then a figure came in from outside the house, and the silver moonlight fell on the man, which was so touching

"Jisheng..." Qin Si Tong whispered. His feet moved faster, almost trotting towards Jun Jisheng.

He seemed to notice her, too, and hurried towards her.

Just as his body passed through the living room, she threw herself into his arms, "how did you go out? I woke up and couldn't see you. I'm afraid you would... Also..." she choked, afraid that he would have an accident and that he would really not be with her.