She was sleeping uncomfortably.

Sometimes it is a little sober, and sometimes the consciousness is chaotic.

One dream after another, the voices of the old companions appeared in the ear one after another, as if they were real on their side.

There is also Xuanyuanyao, who always looked at her with a worried eye, his eyebrows locked, and an ugly knot tangled in the forehead. Dissipated in front of eyes.

I don't know how long after that, she began to feel consciousness, and the light illuminated the side. [

"Little guy, can you hear me?" The thick, deep voice clung to her ears and melodiously.

That is a male voice she is most familiar with.

Between the ages of eight and sixteen, he was by his side, helping her grow up to what she is today.

"Hei Jieming..." Even if she didn't open her eyes, she could accurately call out his name.

"Well, just recognize people." The leader of Hei Jieming's "Flame", black and white, only heard of his name but no one, mysterious gangster-level character, sitting in front of the hospital bed, carefully holding her hand.

She suddenly awakened, and after a blur of her eyes, she focused on the face of the man next to her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you, but now it's okay, everything has passed, and I promise that no one can hurt you from now on, I will do my best to protect you, zero." Black The faces of Jie Ming and Helian Chuan overlapped in one place, and for a moment, she even felt that the bodyguard who was just short of her hair was posing.

It is a pity that Helian Chuan, whose throat was destroyed, can never make a voice as good as Hei Jieming, and it is even less likely to wear a valuable suit and sit beside him, her deep eyes facing her calmly.