...

Xiaojiu is Xiaoxue’s favorite. Whoever dares to say that she is not her brother? She must be anxious with anyone. Although Ye Chen is not as intimate as Xiaojiu, his brother must have not run away. Although Xiaohei is not good to her, Xiaoxue still calls him his brother...

That means that the brother in the dream is not any of Ye Chen's three personalities, and he is even more excessive than Xiao Hei.

Long Hao looked at the heavy rain outside the window, hugged Xiaoxue gently, and asked comfortably, "Will Xiaoxue want that brother because he is not the brother Xiaoxue thinks, so he doesn't want him?"

The little girl moved her mouth, lowered her head and rubbed her arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Brother is always Xiaoxue's brother..."

Although the brother in her dream is really terrible and terrible.

Long Hao smiled, "That's it. No matter what Ye Chen becomes, he will always be Xiaoxue's brother. If he is disobedient, wouldn't he still have daddy? Daddy will look at him..."

Xiaoxue blinked her bright big eyes.

Yes.

She also has a father.

When the sky fell, daddy was holding on.

As long as Daddy is here, nothing will happen.

Xiaoxue smiled sweetly, "Brother Bubble, let's find the grandpa quickly and take the grandpa home, and then we will go back to find mommy and brother."

Long Hao rubbed her little head and looked out the window, with a hint of worry hidden in his eyes.

At this time, I really can't comfort myself, and nothing will happen.

Xiaoxue never dreams, but once she dreams, it means that the dream may really happen.

Ye Chen isn't really going to take off his own games, right?

...

A dark thunderstorm night.

Groups of people fell down, and blood gathered more and more on the ground, thunder gathered in the sky, and the water in the sky was filled with water. This island where the sea and sky were at the intersection, could scare people to death at a glance.

The world was filled with rain. The rain washed away the ground, took away corpses, blood-colored, and swept into the sea, disappearing from sight.

It is full of sad colors.

There was only a black figure standing in the whole world.

He stood there quietly, the blood between his hands dripping, as if he was overwhelmed with his eyelashes like black butterflies, and he could not feel a trace of living anger all over his body.

"...Give her back to me..." The illusion-like murmur overflowed from the man's gorgeous to the fascinating thin lips.

It became the only sound in this hellish scene, except for the sound of thunderstorms and waves.

"You...return her to me..."

The man's voice was as soft as an illusion, as if there was a constant stream of black aura emanating from him, as if the greatest ominousness in the world was his world.

He took a step forward and felt the blank with his outstretched hands.

I can never touch that vivid and beautiful figure again...

A transparent teardrop fell from the corner of his eyes, mixed with rain, and disappeared without a trace in his blink.

"Forget her..." The sound from the bottom of my heart, with temptation, sounded gently in my ears, "If you forget her, you won't be so painful..."

Ye Chen's dark eyelashes trembled, "...no..."

"Hate? You are born without any fault. They abandon you, bully you, blame you, and take away everything that belongs to you... Why can everyone get warmth and love? You are the only one in hell and lose everything?"
Chapter completed!