Chapter 652

After chatting with Qin Qingdi, Ruan Qi has a deeper understanding of the madness of Cheng Yan.

She thought about it, sent a wechat to Mo LAN, and then Meng was asleep.

……

"Help me... Help me..."

The shrill cry echoed in my ears.

Ruan Qi frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

where's this?

Dark room, foul smell, noisy crying.

Ruan Qi moved uncomfortably and touched a sticky pool with his hands.

She lowered her head and looked at her hand in the weak light

How is it a child's hand?!

Ruan Qi opened his eyes and looked at his hands the size of an eight or nine year old child in shock.

The hands are white, but with many scars. The palms are full of blood.

Blood?

How can there be blood?

Ruan Qi quickly got up from the ground and tripped over something before he took two steps.

She reached for it in the dim light.

This is

Ruan Qi's face changed slightly. She quickly knelt up and turned the thing over——

It's a child!

No, No.

It should be said that it is the body of a child only seven or eight years old!

"Help me..." suddenly, there was a sad cry behind him.

Hysterical, sharp and hoarse.

Ruan Qi quickly turned around.

In the dimly lit corner, a slender and short figure crawled slowly on the ground.

Ruan Qi had a biting coolness on her back. She looked at him warily and asked in a low voice, "who are you?"

As soon as he finished, Ruan Qi was stunned.

Her hands became smaller. How could her voice become a little girl?

Is it

Ruan Qi couldn't take care of the blood on his hand and hurriedly touched his body and face.

Short arms and legs, this is not an adult body!

What the hell is going on?

Isn't she sleeping in Yuyuan?

Ruan Qi looked around blankly. Just then, the crawling little figure raised his head——

Show an eye pierced by a sharp weapon.

"I don't want to die! Save me -!!!"

Hoo -!

Ruan Qi suddenly sat up.

Her pale face was full of cold sweat and tears, and her body wrapped in the quilt kept shaking.

"Little girl," Bai Li's voice sounded in her mind, "have a nightmare?"

Ruan Qi gave a hoarse voice.

"Uncle Bai Li," her voice trembled, "I dreamed that many children were dead and disabled. The ground was full of blood..."

Bai Li was silent for a moment and said with a smile, "you met and caught a child during the day. Think every day and dream at night. Don't be afraid."

Is that so?

But why is the dream so real?

As if she had experienced it herself.

Ruan Qi looked down at his hand, and his pale face revealed a loss.

"Little girl, don't think about it." Bai Li interrupted her thoughts. "Go downstairs and get a glass of milk to drink. Don't be surprised."

Ruan Qi got out of bed with some slowness.

The dream just now was so terrible that the little girl had some soft legs. Step by step, she moved to the bedroom door, opened the door, and held the wall downstairs.

"Who?" a familiar voice came from the first floor.

Ruan Qi then found that the kitchen light was on.

"Is that your brother?" she whispered.

"Xiao Qi?" Ruan munan came out of the kitchen quickly.

He looked at the little girl standing on the stairs. Jun's face showed a trace of surprise, "did you not sleep? Or did you just wake up?"

The man in white nightgown stood at the kitchen door, and the warm yellow light fell from the spotlight, adding a softness to his warm face.

Ruan Qi looks at Ruan munan, and his frightened heart suddenly falls to the ground because of his nightmare.

She trotted past barefoot, like a wounded baby cat plunged into a man's arms.

"Brother, I had a dream. Many children died in the dream. It's terrible."

Ruan munan, who was about to hug the little girl back, slowly froze with a smile on her face.