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"Ah..." Blue neighs, huge pain makes her body spasmodic and twisted, she stares at the fire breaking through the sky in front of her, soon, her eyes have been dyed with endless scarlet by the color of red fire.

"Ah Ah Xiaoxi Xiaoxi...... " Blue collapsed, and every blood vessel in the body was bursting.

Chu Lingtian looked at the woman who was tearing her heart and lungs in her arms. Her body was shaking violently, and her black eyes were shocked.

He didn't expect

"Ah..." Blue hands holding head, good pain, good pain, in the body, brain, every tiny pore, every fragile nerve line, are filled with this pain, nerve intertwined tension.

She saw it.

She saw her coming out of the burning car. She covered her stomach. There was blood on her forehead. She looked at her side. There was blood on her face!

She walked this way with the car in such pain, but the car exploded Exploded

"Ah What a pain, what a pain, ah... "

Blue clings to his head, and the liquid in his eyes is bloody red.

Why?

Why is God so cruel to her.

Why?

What did she do wrong.

She lost her brother, her mother and now her own flesh and blood.

What did she do wrong?

"Hahahaha..."

Blue burst out laughing, laughing crazily, and her face was full of red liquid from her eyes.

Her convulsive body slowly turned to Chu Lingtian.

The bottom of my eyes is full of hate.

What else can she do wrong?

Her biggest mistake was to provoke the devil in front of her.

He killed her brother, his mother and their blue family.

That's not enough.

He didn't even let go of her daughter

"Hahaha..."

Blue was so crazy and laughed that she couldn't straighten her whole body.

Chu Lingtian felt that she would be ruined by the laughter in the next moment.

Chu Lingtian deeply coagulates the red liquid lying down in the blue and red eyes, hugs her tightly with heartache, and Qingling's voice is so much that she prays, "don't do this, it's here , we will have our own children later, we...... "

"No!"

Blue eyes empty, crazy smile, she looked at Chu Lingtian, compassionate and happy smile, "Chu Lingtian, you will not have children. In this life, you will never have children again, because people like you are not worthy of having children... "

"Ha ha..." Blue looks up and laughs. Her eyes are full of sadness. She sees a bright star in the sky. A gentle smile slowly rises from her mouth: don't be afraid, Xiaoxi, mom will come to accompany you soon, and so on.

"Ha ha..." Blue's unbridled laughter is like being pierced by thousands of iron nails. She slowly lowers her head, looks at Chu Lingtian, and hates her words. "Chu Lingtian, you deserve to be broken, son, daughter and grandson!"

Chu Lingtian was shocked. His black eyes stared at blue painfully. "Blue!"

"Ha ha Ha ha... " Blue seems to have gone mad. She reaches for Chu Lingtian's clothes. A pair of bloodstained eyes stare at Chu Lingtian with crazy revenge. Her pale lips are close to Chu Lingtian's ears, and her voice is hoarse. "Chu Lingtian, I tell you a secret, Xiaoxi is..."

“……” Chu Lingtian's heart was shocked, and his dull black eyes instantly aroused a thousand waves.

Shen cast a cold and fierce face to resist twitching, slowly looked down at the blue.

"Ha ha..." Blue smiled at him, not the crazy and irrational smile before, but the warm and soft smile of her back to him when they first met.

Then, blue slowly pushed him away, step by step back.

Chu Lingtian's consciousness goes after her.

She shook her head gently at him, and she said, "Chu Lingtian, the thing I regret most in my life is to love you Until this moment, still love... "

When the words "still love" which was as soft as the wind came into Chu Lingtian's ear, he saw a woman as thin as a piece of paper and rushed to the truck that was coming.

The next moment.

Bang

a loud bang.

The paper like man, like a beautiful arc, glided through the air.

Bang, break to the ground.

"Blue!!!"

"No --"

two years later, Paris, France.

The appearance is strange, cold and vigorous, and the interior is elegant and noble in the Gothic castle.

On the sofa with a strong classical flavor of European Renaissance, a little boy wearing a white shirt with a gentleman's small bow tie tied to the inner collar of a cream and elegant knitwear is holding a Chinese poetry recitation collection on his chubby, white and tender hands.

The little boy was born very white, a small face under the curly hair of the black pot cover, carved with powder and jade. The long lashes are black and straight, just like fake ones.Pindu's mouth became a lovely straight line because he read books carefully.

All of a sudden, the child frowned, a fat white finger pointed to a poem in the poetry collection with many strokes, and frowned painfully, as if he didn't know it.

"An'an......"

The little boy put the poetry collection on the sofa beside him. He twisted his body and looked upstairs. His voice was soft and waxy, "An'an......"

A few seconds later, a slim figure of a woman rushed out of a room on the second floor. She walked downstairs and said, "what's the matter, honey?"

The voice of a woman is continuous and sweet, just like marshmallow. If you listen to her, you just want to bite her and taste it. Is it as sweet as marshmallow.

The little boy is holding his chest, sipping his mouth and waiting for the woman to come in.

The woman squatted in front of him, her bright eyes blinking in front of him like stars

The little boy raised his eyebrows coldly. "Ann, I'm not Daddy. Being coquettish doesn't work for me."

“……” Ann black line, pinched his little face, "little devil, no big or no small, call mommy know?"

The little boy turned his mouth. "Don't be too easy, you mommy."

“……” An'an was hit. She kept her face closed. "What are you calling me for? Don't say I'm gone. "

The little boy looks at himself kissing Mami, one head and two heads. Is it better to be a little boy than him?

With a helpless sigh, the little boy reached out his little fat hand and touched Ann's head like a pet. "OK, my name is Mami, isn't it OK? Mami... "

Ann is so happy. She kisses his face and blinks at him with this sweet and soft little man. "Honey, what did you call me just now?"

The little boy seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head, raised his long eyelashes and looked at Ann. In an unnatural whisper, "Mami, I have a word no..."

However, before the little boy finished speaking, there was a respectful voice from the door, "Sir, you are back."