Qi Qi: [Will A Chu die?]
System: [He's the protagonist, no way.]
Qi Qi: [What about Aunt Wang?]
System: [No, she's a key character.]
Qi Qi nodded, relieved.
Perhaps the person carrying him was running too fast, and his soft belly was feeling uncomfortable against the hard surface. After a while, Qi Qi couldn't help but sniffle, and large, crystal-clear tears streamed down his face.
A few drops fell onto the back of the person below, who paused for a moment... then ran even faster.
Qi Qi tried to hold it in, but couldn't. His nose and eyes stung, and tears just kept falling. He gasped for breath, unable to catch his breath. He had never cried before, but now he had mastered this skill without any instruction, and he felt terrible.
"Waaah..."
Being jostled around, all she could do was sob and cry intermittently.
[Waaah... Tongtong, I... I can't control myself, my heart aches so much, I want to cry so badly, I... I just want to cry when I think about never seeing them again.]
Although the system didn't quite understand, seeing him crying so bitterly, it felt a little sorry for him: [Don't cry, you can come back to see them again when you earn points later.]
Qi Qi, breathless, said, "I...I know, I just...I just feel reluctant to part with it."
I can't bear to part with the warmth I feel.
He cried all the way, not knowing how long he had been jostled around, until he was finally taken to a secluded place surrounded by stone and wood. On the ground was a huge, round stone with many strange symbols carved on it.
The man in black carrying him seemed very powerful, and none of the other group followed, so now only the two of them were left around.
The man dressed in black put him down. Qi Qi sat on the ground, his eyes blurred with tears, his face wet and red, his long eyelashes wet with tears, and the corners of his eyes were also very red.
He was jolted so hard he felt nauseous but couldn't vomit, and continued to sob softly.
After the man in black put him down, he stood there for no apparent reason, staring at him as he cried, his expression very strange.
The soft touch and warmth on his back hadn't completely dissipated, and a small patch on his waist was wet with tears.
The person on the ground had round, upturned red eyes, red skin, and smelled sweet.
For some reason, Sima Yun's eyes suddenly became fixed on him, and he just kept watching him cry.
How can someone cry so beautifully, both beautiful and pitiful?
He remembered this little dog demon. Three months ago, he grabbed it by the neck at the park entrance, and they met again on the street. At that time, he was held by the hand by Hu Qing, who was wearing a beautiful dress and had incredibly beautiful eyes.
He couldn't help but ask, "Why are you crying?"
The people on the ground didn't hear him, so he said again, "Stop crying."
Qi Qi heard this and looked up at him.
The man took off his mask, revealing a face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He exuded righteousness, but his eyes were cold, like someone who didn't care about anything in the world.
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