Qing Pi

Jiang Xiaoyue thought that if she gave birth to a child for Liszt, he would look her straight in the eye.
But Liszt strangled her son with his own hands. "I have done it long ago! You have the same dirty blood as your father, how could I let you have my child like this! "You bastard, you should use it to make a specimen!"
His son was gone, Jiang Xiaoyue had gone mad...
Jiang Xiaoyue was gone, and Liszt had gone mad...

Stop Torturing Each Other

Seeing the seriousness in Liszt's eyes, Jiang Xiaoyue's heart suddenly tightened. She pursed her lips and nodded.

A stone dropped from the bottom of his heart, and Liszt put his hand over Pea's eyes. His thin lips fell on the corner of her lips.

Jiang Xiaoyue's eyes became sore again. She raised her hand to her nose and whispered, "Si Cheng, hurry up and come out. The past grudges have all been resolved. In the future, you and I will be together with my children. We will live together, alright?"

The expression on Liszt's face faltered slightly.

Pea hugged his neck and whispered in his ear, "Daddy, peas are not afraid of pain, peas want to be with dad!"

The baby sat in the stroller, opening her small hands and giggling. He reached out to hug her, but he couldn't. Finally, the baby got impatient and began to cry.

He sat up and realized it was just a dream.

Two Clears