There were too many people to save, and Fang Mu was also burdened with one person.
I don't know if An Fan did it intentionally, to apologize, or to regain trust, but the child Juan Mu was carrying at that time was An Qing, who looked a lot like An Fan. , who was also his wife in a previous life.
"My past is your future..." Fan Mu and the others left the cave. The setting sun reflected the pale red of each face. He looked back at that frail little face.
As if feeling a reassuring warmth on Juan Mu's back, or perhaps encouraged by the sun, the atose little An Qing opened his eyes for a moment.
Juan Mu's dark, thin face and sad, sad eyes just entered his pure and clear eyes, and were impressed in his memory.
Twenty years later, An Chin, who was looking for the owner of this face with sad eyes, without hesitation helped an injured man she had never seen before in this alley, and she continues to be attracted to this dangerous man. About. I was fascinated.
Two hundred and eighty-four. Has a new day begun?
After the mysterious disappearance of a teenage boy is revealed, Juan Mu suddenly falls into a serious illness, being increasingly thin and sometimes insane. The doctors and nurses who cared for him were often shaken by the constant muttering of his mouth and would not listen carefully. Fang Mu was saying something, and the words I vaguely heard were "I'm hungry," "I'm really hungry," and "I want to eat."
The mysterious detectives who had been with Fang Moku in life and death, and who had built a friendship with him, were worried about this and started visiting him from time to time. However, Juan Mu still had a "firm" attitude and said with dull eyes that it was okay, but the words related to "hunger" that suddenly entered his words from time to time made everyone think that the tick was slowly peeling off the skin. I felt it break through and dig into my heart.
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