Since you began to fear death (3)
Hearing this, aunt Mian smiled.
Lin Hanxing's eyes were filled with tears.
There was wind.
A faint floral fragrance was passed over.
Aunt Mian reached out as if she was trying to grab something.
The right person ...
Lin Hanxing heard aunt Mian's cold voice.
He was the cloud in the sky.
He was the wind on the ground.
Then, aunt Mian placed her hand on little Hanxing's head.
However, his gaze went past her and met the eyes of the adult Han Xing.
He was a speck of dust in the world.
Yingluo is the deepest throbbing in your heart.
In the depths of time, Lin Hanxing gently pressed on his heart, which was beating chaotically.
In a half-asleep state.
Someone seemed to have entered the ward.
It was Mother Lei's voice.
"Shush, let our daughter-in-law continue sleeping. She's tired."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was closed from the outside.
He didn't know how long it had been.
Lin Hanxing felt someone touching him.