Overwhelming darkness...&1t;/p>

There is only the sound of dripping water...&1t;/p>

Qi Ye's dark eyes fell in the bright sunlight outside the window. Ye Weilan must have arrived at this time...&1t;/p>

She will definitely feel sad when she sees it...&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

The streets of strange cities are blowing by the wind.&1t;/p>

A dark and slender figure suddenly stopped.&1t;/p>

He was hand-written in his pocket, with a scattered look, looking up in a certain direction in the distance.&1t;/p>

This feeling...&1t;/p>

What is it?&1t;/p>

The phone in his pocket suddenly shook, and he didn't even look at it, so he just pressed it off.&1t;/p>

Turning around and walking in the opposite direction, the wind lifts up the black clothes, the boy's dark starry eyes, a cool line.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

After going around, Ye Weilan finally found the place.&1t;/p>

She stood at the door, staring at the dark hole in front of her, and the fear of darkness almost crushed her.&1t;/p>

She lost her son in this place.&1t;/p>

So she must come back here.&1t;/p>

Even every step she takes seems to be stepping on a thorn.&1t;/p>

Perlangodo turned on the flashlight and stopped Ye Weilan from walking inside, "You are here to find clues, not from abuse."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan was led in with a white face.&1t;/p>

There is at least the sound of water drops when you are locked in Qi Ye, but in this dark space, there is nothing except the extreme darkness.&1t;/p>

The quiet underground seemed to be filled with decaying graves, and the heartbeat was amplified countless times.&1t;/p>

Perlangodo used a flashlight to escape and looked at the rusty wall on one side.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan walked over woodenly, and Subai's hands opened the wall, and the sound was very light, "Many years ago, when I hugged Xiaojiu, I clearly touched the wound on his fingers and his nails were broken. Qi Ye and the others didn't tell me, but I smelled the bloody smell from him..."&1t;/p>

The simple white hand waved away the mottled traces little by little, revealing the past buried by time and darkness.&1t;/p>

Even after more than ten years, the remaining scarlet red can still see the tragic tragedy at that time.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's white fingers brushed through the mottled spots little by little, and tears fell one by one.&1t;/p>

A moment later, a whimper that was suppressed at the extreme came from the darkness. With a "thump" sound, Ye Weilan knelt down in front of the wall.&1t;/p>

She covered her face with her hands, crying heartbroken.&1t;/p>

If it weren't for the extreme fear and despair, her proud son would never use his head to hit the wall or use his fingertips to grab the wall.&1t;/p>

Her Xiaojiu...&1t;/p>

Have tried suicide...&1t;/p>

He is only five years old...&1t;/p>

He is still so young...&1t;/p>

The Ye family is born with a proud heart. How could they have to die of themselves so that they would not even want their lives...&1t;/p>

"Master, why didn't I go to save my son first at that time? I knew he was captured by a bad person and he was in danger. Why did I go to treat another child well at that time..."&1t;/p>

"I have a sixth sense of being a human being. I can detect everyone's danger. Why is it that I have arrived at my Xiaojiu... I can't feel anything..."&1t;/p>

"He is crying, calling for mommy, and calling for help in pain. Why didn't I hear it?"&1t;/p>

"He doesn't even want his life...what else does he want me, my mother, to do..."&1t;/p>

"Ah——"&1t;/p>

Perlangodo stood at the door, listening to Ye Weilan's heart-wrenching cry. No matter how many explanations were, it could not be changed. The fact that she hurt her son.&1t;/p>

Everyone thinks that child is strong and cold...&1t;/p>

But Ignore the fact that he is only five years old...&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!