Chapter 2592：

An Ziqi snuggled in his arms and nodded palely, "En."

As long as she is with Xiao Moli, no matter what kind of situation she encounters, she is never afraid.

However, what she didn't expect was that she had clearly prevented the host brother from saving that person, and all this still happened.

With her eyes closed, the **** scene in the dream resurfaced before her eyes.

She didn't know what it was like outside the house at the moment, she just felt a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Is it true that history cannot be changed?

What she did when she came here just conformed to the trajectory of history?

But if this is the case, how could she be here at this moment?

Seeing her terribly ugly expression, Xiao Moli lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"No matter what happens, there is me."

Who is An Ziqi, what identity, why she desperately saved Xue Shaoqian and the others, An Ziqi has not had time to tell him all of this.

But he could feel the sadness in her heart at the moment.

An Ziqi reached out and hugged him back, burying her small face in his arms.

The feeling of dizziness hit her again.

An Ziqi has a faint feeling that no matter whether she can change this piece of history in the end, she should be leaving here soon.

Just thinking of Xiao Moli, thinking that after she left, she would completely forget Xiao Moli here, and she still couldn't restrain the sadness in her heart.

She knew that her departure was inevitable, but she really couldn't bear Xiao Moli's sadness.

The arms holding Xiao Moli couldn't help tightening.

Xiao Moli didn't know why An Ziqi was suddenly filled with deep sadness. He would not comfort people, and he had no love experience. He could only kiss her on the forehead with instinct soothing and close An Ziqi's arm. The tighter.

The gunfire outside is getting denser, and the distance from the house is getting closer.

Occasionally, a bullet banged the door, or the sound of the wall came.

Jingyu and her parents over there had already shrunk in a corner, shivering.

An Ziqi never said a word of fear from beginning to end.

Xiao Moli's eyes darkened as she watched her.

An Ziqi's performance is not like a little girl who has just been 16 years old and experienced this kind of scene for the first time.

Under normal circumstances, even an adult can never do like her in the first experience of this scene.

Jingyu’s parents over there are the best example.

An Ziqi is more like a person on the road who has long been familiar with such a scene.

He suppressed all the confusion in his heart, no matter what, he believed her.

Lightly patted her on the back, "You stay here obediently and don't move, I'll go out and help."

Their people haven't arrived yet, and now they have fewer manpower than the opponent, and the opponent has snipers.

He was afraid that if this continued, the opponent would break through their outer defenses sooner or later.

Hearing what he said, An Ziqi was flustered and hugged him tightly, "No."

In any case, her presence here has disrupted history.

She couldn't predict the final outcome of the incident, nor could she guarantee that Xiao Moli's sudden appearance here would be safe in this incident without any accidents.

She knew that she was very selfish in doing this, but only this time, she wanted to follow her own inner selfishness once.

Even if God wants to punish her in another way afterwards, even if it is to pay the price of her life here, she doesn't care.