Chapter 1267: Counterattack (8)
Ruan Jiaojiao was indeed a little overwhelmed. She had never thought that the kind old lady Yuan in her memory would be such a person.
Hundreds of lives.
They dug out their hearts and souls just to perform a ritual. How could they have the heart to do that?
In their eyes, is that not life?
Ruan Jiaojiao felt very uncomfortable and even wanted to vomit. She got up from the sofa and walked upstairs with unsteady steps. Xu Xu immediately followed. Ruan
Lin was complaining to Ruan Jianguo, blaming him for taking on this task.
Ruan Jianguo felt distressed, but also felt aggrieved, because now the TV news broadcasts are all unified. No matter which channel you turn to, it is the news broadcast, and they are basically local channels. The news in the news broadcasts are all the same. They have such a big case, and it is useless to hide it.
Ruan Jiaojiao went upstairs and climbed onto her bed, rustling into her bed.
The weather has dropped a little in the past few days, and she just finished watching the news, and she felt cold all over.
She couldn't explain what she felt, but she felt like she seemed to have missed something.
Shu Jie chased her all the way up and saw her get on the bed. She curled herself up like a cicada pupa, took off her shoes and lay on it.
Ruan Jiaojiao went into her arms and was hugged by Shu Jie.
"Mom." She called softly.
But without rushing to speak, Shu Jie walked along her back, looked down at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ruan Jiaojiao lowered her eyelids.
Hiding the fragility and fear in her eyes at this moment, she buried her head in her chest and said softly, "Mom, can you promise me one thing?"
"You say."
"You promise first." Ruan Jiaojiao shook her body gently and asked.
"Okay." Shu Jie nodded, her heart was soft.
Ruan Jiaojiao bit her lip, and after a long while she spoke: "If I die, you can be sad for a year or two, but promise Jiaojiao that you must live well and not do those bad things, okay?"
"Jiaojiao..." Shu Jie hugged her tightly.
She felt that every word she said turned into a sharp sword, piercing her heart with holes and bleeding.
"Mom, you promised me, you can't regret it." Hearing Shu Jie's crying, Ruan Jiaojiao deliberately snorted coquettishly, raised her head, and blinked her eyes: "You promised, you can't regret it, after Jiaojiao dies, all of you must live well."
Just saying this, as the voice fell, her tears also fell.
Shu Jie cried and couldn't speak.
Ruan Jiaojiao buried her head in her arms again, tears streaming down her face.
She didn't want to die either, but what could she do? This world couldn't accommodate her.
The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried, and then Ruan Jiaojiao fell asleep because she was tired.
Almost the first second she fell asleep, she entered the nightmare.
The only difference from the past was that those black eyes that were foggy and could never be seen clearly before began to gradually become bright.
And where were those black eyes? They were clearly bodies without hearts. Because there was no heart, one side of the body was empty, and in the dark environment, black holes were formed, just like countless pairs of black eyes!
Ruan Jiaojiao woke up from the nightmare and couldn't close her eyes anymore.
The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, and the Ruan family received a letter early in the morning.