Yan Ge's hair combing motion paused.

"You're fine, better than him." Yan Ge said softly. "You will have a better life in the future, and you will find someone better than me who will always be with you."

"I don't want to!" His voice was suddenly harsh, and the next moment, all black gas rushed towards her: "I only want you, I only want you!"

But he made a splash.

Her figure was scattered the moment he touched it.

The turquoise radiance poured out of the window like a tide, scattered across the sky.

Her voice, still faintly echoing in his ear: "I will pull all those memories that belong to him, and the remaining soul source is enough to maintain the normal operation of this world."

"Sorry."

Three words fall, everything calms down.

Even the rustling of the leaves is gone.

Gou Zi's black gas was closed, and his body jumped down from the window in a hurry, and rushed directly to the big tree.

It was just lush and lush, but the leaves were yellow for a moment.

When the wind blows, the yellow leaves fall.

The branches without leaves gradually withered, and gradually, they lost all their vitality.

Gouzi's eyes were dark, staring at the tree in front of him.

The smelly phoenix was not on the tree either.

It must have helped her leave.

Gou Zi's tight palms lingered in his heart.

He looked like he was about to explode.

A gust of wind blew, and the vital tree fell down.

See the big tree that fell to the ground.

Gouzi's eyes turned black and red.

But the next moment, he accidentally noticed that after the tree fell.

Under the tree, there was a touch of green.

Thin, small, sprout-like green sprouts.

Not even bean sprouts are thick.

He stared at the green sprout for a long time and murmured, "I can wait, but are you still you?"

This time, no one responded to him.

The wind rose, and a place of yellow leaves flew up, rippling with the wind.

The baby son who came back from the outside uttered a surprise hum and slammed on the trunk of the tree: "Mother, mother, I just sneaked a swing last night just for fun, so as not to press you Damn it, mother, it ’s been a son of Niangkeng since ancient times, why now you are a son of Niangkeng. Whoops, my son is wrong. Wow, you are too wrong to die. I knew my son would not swing. ... "

After crying for a while, he jumped up and fell on Gouzi again, holding Gouzi's neck and crying: "Dad, in the future, only the two of us will depend on each other. Oh, I will respect you, I grew up and gave you my daughter-in-law ... "

Gouzi reached out and grabbed him and threw away.

Looking down at the green sprout that was flattened by the baby's son, Gouzi rubbed his teeth.

Where is this pit mother, this is a pit father!

But, in the end, he was reluctant to go.

He squatted down, carefully centered the small green shoots, and wrapped the bottom of the small green shoots with soil.

For fear that his son would rush to continue to step on the foot, he simply sat next to the green shoots, staring at the little green shoots without blinking.

"I am with you, aren't you, you will choose me."

But he stayed with her many times and many times. In the end, it was the one who was discarded.

This time, can it be an exception or not, don't abandon him again.

The sun was gradually tilting westward, and Gouzi remained seated without moving.

Looking away, the back of Xiao Se is lonely, as if looking at his wife.