Even though she was always around little seven and little nine, she didn't have the time to think about it when she was busy.
However, once the child was asleep and the world became quiet, that bone-chilling pain would spread throughout the body.
He couldn't sleep even if he was scratching his heart and liver. It was so painful that he wanted to scream. The longing in his heart that he couldn't vent was simply torturing him to death.
It was the kind that wanted to be free but couldn't, and could only be tortured ...
"Jue, he'll be back. He definitely will."
Other than this, Huo qingge did not know what else to say. This was everyone's hope.
In fact, she really wanted to say that everyone was suffering, but she just didn't show it in front of him.
Everyone's heart wasn't good, and it was really uncomfortable.
However, it was precisely because there was no news that they were waiting, even if their thoughts ran wild, wondering if he was already dead.
