Mu Qingyu then cut his other hand, "no pain, it's true or not! So... It's false! It's a dream, and the dream is reverse. For those who die in the dream, real life is alive, Qin Ran is not dead! Qin ran can't die!"

Mu Qingyu said, looking up and laughing, but smiling, there was a wave in his eyes that only Qin ran could fully enter. He covered his heart, knelt on one knee and looked up at the ceiling.

Silence.

At the moment, the wind was cruel. He opened the window and brushed the curtains.

The small silver wind chimes hanging on the window jingle, not as crisp and pleasant as before, but with a kind of low sadness.

It seems that it is also sad.

Sorry for the departure of its owner.

Mu Qingyu finally dropped his hands to the ground. His proud knees were all in contact with the ground at the moment, and there were a few more tears on the ground.

"Qin ran, you dare to die once! If you dare to die, I'll rush into hell and rob you back. Whatever his hell ghost brake, I want you by my side!"

"Qin ran, don't die! If you die, my world will dry up. I... I'm like a walking corpse! Qin ran, don't die, will you?"

"Please, please don't die. As long as you don't die, I can do anything!"

……

We don't know how long Mu Qingyu was in the study. In short, when they saw Mu Qingyu, his hands were wrapped in gauze, and his face was cold and calm.

As if the man had no emotions.

"Found it?" Mu Qingyu asked his son.

Little steamed stuffed bun mu Xinglan nodded, "Lixia and Xie Feng have mastered the basic information. They say mommy has appeared in the South Pacific sea. We should have a chance to find it at sea!"

"OK, I'll go with you!" Mu Qingyu looked at his son.

How can finding Qin ran make two children rush ahead?

He is Qin Ran's husband. He must rush out.

At this time, Mrs. mu, who had been listening to them all the time, suddenly got up. Her old face was not usually kind, but with a third of severity, "Qing Yu, don't forget to find your father first!"

"Yichen is OK." Mu Qingyu looked at the old lady with a calm face.

He has thought it over. He and Mu Yichen should act separately.

"Yichen is a doctor. He hasn't experienced those storms. He doesn't know how to negotiate with Wordsworth. You're different. You have experience. You should go!" Mrs. Mu insisted.

She thinks she knows the character of her little grandson. Is such a gentle doctor standing in front of Wordsworth and not eaten by Wordsworth?

No, she can't lose her grandson.

And the bastard of Mo Lingfeng is hiding in the dark waiting to calculate her son Mu Yunchuan.

Who will protect her son when Mu Qingyu is not here?

"Qin Ran is dead. You can let the dead go, but the living can't. If you delay, your father will be like Qin ran! Qing Yu, you are a filial child, and you must not make the living uncomfortable for the dead!" old lady Mu was excited.

She has determined that Qin Ran is dead.

A dead man is meaningless to her. The life of her son Mu Yunchuan is important. She can't watch her son born.

Her eldest grandson must save Mu Yunchuan.

"Grandma!" Mu Qingyu shouted in a deep voice. He didn't expect his kind grandmother to say that Qin Ran is dead and that the dead can be let go.

How?

He can't let go!

His Qin ran can't wait. He must save Qin ran.

"Yichen is not as weak as you think. He can handle his father's affairs. Qin ran needs me now. She's waiting for me to find her!" Mu Qingyu looked at the old lady with a firm look.

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