Although it is the soul, but this face is not terrible, nor pale, but with some blood color, it looks like the face of a living man.
At this time, she had stopped attacking, but floated quietly in the room as if nothing had happened.
Hong Xu pinched his beard and looked at it. He couldn't help feeling: "Xiao Xi, does she live too moist there?"
This extremely evil thing can be raised so well??
It's the best!!
However, Xia Xi didn't pay attention to Hong Xu. She just stared at Su Qingge on the bed!
The old man is not awake yet, but he is conscious.
His eyebrows wrinkled, the whole person looked a little painful, and the groans rang. Then he struggled and slowly opened his eyes.
Into the eyes, it is an antique face with exquisite eyebrows and eyes. Although there is no smile, it is amazing at one glance.
Su Qingge's facial features were distorted because of pain. However, when he saw this face, he was stunned.
"You..."
He shook his fingers and pointed to what was in front of him.
"Jing, Jing Yun..."
Everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked at the female ghost.
This is Xia Xi's grandmother??
no
Really?
Whether true or not, Su Qingge could no longer help crying.
"Jing Yun, are you here to pick me up? Sure enough, our agreement was still counted?"
The old man choked. Now he didn't look weak, but as healthy as before.
"But Jing Yun, can you wait for me for a few more years? I don't want to go with you. I just want to accompany Xiao Xi more. I want to see our grandson. I......" the old man paused for a moment, looked up and looked at the thing, with tears flashing: "am I too selfish?"
He knew that he would go with Jing Yun sooner or later, but now he still couldn't let Xiao Xi go.
After lying here for so many days, he still felt sorry when he died. He hasn't seen Xiaoxi's child yet.
What would it be like??
Will it be male or female?
Do you look more like Xiaoxi or Zhanyu??
We must be more like Xiaoxi, because Zhanyu is still not as handsome as Xiaoxi!
The old man fell silent. He didn't know what to do. One side was Jing Yun and the other was Xiao Xi. He couldn't help swinging left and right.
However, the soul seemed to understand, and did not force him, but turned indifferently and left through the wall.
"Jing, Jing Yun!"
Su Qingge was reluctant to get out of bed and chased out of the door.
But there was no one outside the door, only the noise from the ordinary ward.
Jing Yun, did you understand him??
Jing Yun, are you going to wait for yourself for a few more years??
Jing Yun... I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for me. It must be cold and dark over there??
But soon, wait, wait, he'll go down and find you.
The old man walked back, lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling.
Anyway, he doesn't have much time. He should see Jing Yun soon??
The crowd stared at all this.
He Zhen couldn't help asking, "is that really Xia Xi's grandmother?"
Do you want to be so terrible??
But Hong Xu just shook his head, slowly walked out of the door and looked at the empty corridor.
Although the breath that has been raised by Xia Xi is very weak, it is not the soul of grandma Xia Xi.