Son is saved.
"Minxi, Minxi!"
She shed tears to her mother, crying non-stop, hugging her lost son tightly, hot tears dripping down his neck.
"Mom won't force you, no, you can beat your mother and scold your mother. It's all my fault. Don't make fun of your life."
She really can't stand this kind of tossing, this is inserting a knife into her heart!
"..."
The hot tears made his heart tremble. He raised his hand to Minxi and patted her back lightly, silently comforting her.
This shot made Xiang's mother cry even louder. The strong woman in the mall was crying like a three-year-old child.
The two mothers and sons hugged each other for a long time before releasing.
Xiang Minxi saw Yan Zhixu's **** palm, with guilt in his eyes, the gloom in the bottom of his eyes was swept away and full of vitality.
He showed a smile, "Sister, can I hug you?"
The wound on the palm of his hand was not a fright to Yan Zhixu, and the wounds he suffered during the fast-passing mission were much more serious than this.
She nodded, "Of course."
She noticed that the death energy in his life palace dissipated, and successfully resolved the fate.
The Dao is selfless, the Dao of Heaven is affectionate, and there is a ray of life left in the ninth death.
Now that he has escaped death, the rest of his life will be smooth and bright.
Xiang Minxi walked in front of her and hugged her gently, coveting the warmth and light on her body.
The haze in his heart was dispelled, the dawn of hope enveloped him, and he was able to return to the world again, all thanks to her.
This hug has nothing to do with love, without any arrogance and dirty thoughts, only deep gratitude.
"Bless you with a new life."
"Sister, thank you for giving me a new life."
The voices of the two rang at the same time, and then Xiang Minxi released his hand and returned to Xiang's mother, thanking everyone present in a humble and polite manner.
Seeing his son recovering, he gave his mother a face full of relief, and thanked him repeatedly, "Miss Yan, thank you, thank you..."
If something happened to her son, she would hate herself for the rest of her life.
"Well, wipe it."
Yan Zhixu was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to the other party.
"thanks."
Grateful to my mother, I took a soft tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes.
"..."
Seeing Xiang Minxi let go of his hand and stopped pulling his sister, Yan Jinxiu snorted coldly and let go of his tightly clenched fist.
His brows were filled with unpleasantness, and a faint vinegar smell appeared in his heart.
Come on, what to hold?
In addition, his mother gave birth to him, his eldest brother and his sister. Xiang Minxi came out of a trash can, and he casually climbed relatives and called his sister.
If it weren't for the fact that this fellow had just experienced life and death, he would have to beat him severely.
After Yan Zhixu and his mother greeted her, Yan Jinxiu grabbed her wrist, "I'm sorry everyone, we're sorry."
He noticed her broken and bleeding palms and led her out of the classroom.
He picked her up by the waist at the door, and walked hurriedly and steadily towards the school's infirmary.
"I'm fine, it's just that my hand is injured and it's not that my leg is lame and I can't move."
"What are you talking about, shut up!"
...
He rarely gave her a stern look.
Carrying people downstairs steadily.
All the students who met on the road took the initiative to move out of the way, and looked at the woman lying in Yan Jinxiu's arms with admiration.
The heroic sacrifice of self to save others is not something anyone can do.
She is a hero!
"Ah."
Yan Zhixu lay in the boy's arms, raised his head to see his perfect jaw, his heart warmed, and the corners of his mouth raised a shallow arc.
The little brother is quite warm.