Xing Jiu'an wanted to go out, but she seemed to be trapped in this room, unable to go out, struggling to think out would have a pain of being torn apart.

After struggling for a while, Xing Jiuan was dripping with sweat.

She thought this dream was too scary.

But still stay in this room.

When Huo Jinqi saw Huo's mother coming out, she went to help her.

"Is there any perfume? Would Yanyan like it more if it smells more fragrant?" Just after Huo Mu finished speaking, before Huo Jinqi could answer, she shook her head again.

"No, no, Yanyan doesn't like perfume very much."

Huo Jinqi paused, then nodded slightly.

"You go out first, I'm going to sleep." Huo's mother started to chase people away.

"Eat something before going to sleep, Mom, Yanyan told you to eat well." Huo Jinqi coaxed.

"What did Yanyan say?" Mother Huo asked with a look of surprise.

"Yeah, Yanyan..." Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped on the face.

The force was so heavy that Huo Jinqi's face turned red.

Mother Huo's expression was a bit ferocious, "Yanyan never said that."

"Why did you lie to me?" She yelled like crazy, as if Huo Jinqi was not her son, but some kind of enemy.

Huo Jinqi was not angry, and apologized with her head down, "I'm sorry, Mom."

Xing Jiu'an already looked dull.

Is this really what happened after her death in her previous life?

Or is the dream lying to her?

Why do you always drag her into a dream?

Xing Jiu'an covered his face, the voice felt painful.

She has never been beaten since she was a child, and injuries during missions are not counted.

Slapping the face is a very insulting behavior, Xing Jiuan felt embarrassed and hurt when he saw it.

"Get out." Mother Huo pointed at the door and yelled at Huo Jinqi.

Huo Jinqi knew that there was no way to persuade her to eat, so she responded lightly, and then went out slowly.

Xing Jiu'an originally thought that she could go out this door with Huo Jinqi, but after struggling for a while, she found that it would still hurt to leave this door, so she finally gave up.

Anyway, she was trapped in Huo's house, right?

It doesn't matter in reality, you still have to dream, right?

Xing Jiu'an scratched his hair annoyed, very displeased.

This inexplicable feeling of being controlled is really bad.

Xing Jiu'an sat casually without looking at Huo's mother who was on the side.

She was really tired, and she couldn't sleep in her dream and wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while.

But after a while, I heard Huo's mother crying again.

She hugged the clothes that Xing Jiu'an had worn, crying in a low voice, but full of despair and sadness.

Xing Jiu'an couldn't help but stop, stood up again and walked over to see her.

Huo's mother cried in a low voice, holding the light clothes, tears falling drop by drop.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Yanyan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She said sorry in one voice, her eyes were full of broken despair and pain.

"Mom doesn't know what's wrong. Mom doesn't want to be so indifferent to you. Mom loves you very much. I'm sorry Yanyan. Mom is wrong. Mom doesn't want to treat you like that. I'm sorry Yanyan. I'm sorry Yanyan. Mom wants to have a good time with you." , Mom wants you to go home, mom loves you, but mom can't control herself, I'm sorry Yanyan..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and she didn't know if it was because of the bond between mother and daughter, Xing Jiu'an in the dream also felt a little heartache.

She was farther away from Huo's mother.

She didn't really want to hear sorry, and she shouldn't be the one to hear this sorry.

What she was sorry for was Xing Jiu'an from her previous life.

Nothing to do with her.

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