In a flash of fire and smoke, Qin Xin stared at the man in front of him deeply.

Does he hope she will be safer to be Lan Qingxin from now on?

He did not question her the reason, did not doubt her identity, but only patiently gave her advice from now on.

This calmness shocked her.

In contrast, she seemed much more alert to his doubts.

"Then, don't you go to find Lan Qingxin?" she asked knowingly.

He calmly replied: "It's far away and close to you, so there's no need to look for it."

Neither of them exposed this fact.

But there was an invisible look of "you know".

Qin Xin's long eyelashes suddenly slapped, opened her mouth and closed it.

She found that even if he really asked, she could not explain the rebirth of her soul. Since he didn't ask, she simply refused to explain.

Seeing her acknowledging his proposal, the man's heart was finally put down properly. He couldn't help but wrap his arms around her, and his chin was gently rubbed against her forehead for a moment-

"Little wife, sometimes, I will give you a chance to take care of you, huh?"

Qin Xin's eyes were slightly swollen.

His little mouth moved, but he replied in a faint tone: "You should sign quickly."

Nalan Yejue's heart suddenly tightened!

What? The little lady still wants to divorce him?

Did she not forgive him and refused to understand him?

Feeling the pressure of the man's arms tightening, Qin Xin curled his lips: "After all, I will be your sister in the future, you can't marry a sister."

Nalan Yejue: “…”

This is a fatal identity!

He didn't dig a hole for Si Moyu, as if he had accidentally buried himself in the hole.

Fortunately, Qin Xin did not continue to tease him, but looked at the place where Xiangxiang exploded with concern.

There, the firefighting robot he dispatched to support had been constantly cooling off with coolant and covered Xiangxiang's body with ice, transporting her out.

Nalan Yejue couldn't bear to let her watch the scene that was too tragic, for fear of leaving her a psychological shadow: "When the embalmer puts some makeup on her, we will..."

However, Qin Xin couldn't help but break free from his arms and walked up: "I have seen all kinds of corpses of death, and I still have this psychological endurance."

Nalan Yejue stopped stopping her, but silently shook her wheelchair and protected her behind her, preventing the occasional sparks from the vehicle from causing damage to her.

Qin Xin walked forward and saw Xiangxiang's body still remained intact under the care of the robot.

But the extent of the burning of the whole person is still shocking.

Especially at the heart, a blood hole, although it was filled with ice, was still bleeding.

Qin Xin closed her eyes, stretched out her hand gently, and held Xiangxiang's pretty complete hand.

"I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly..."

She whispered.

Take out a small winter chrysanthemum from the bag with the other hand and put it on Xiangxiang’s broken clothes.

The light yellow petals seem to dye the deep sadness, lying on Xiangxiang's body, as if they are replacing Qin Xin to bid farewell to Xiangxiang.

suddenly!

Qin Xin's fingertips trembled.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at Xiangxiang's hand.

She felt a slight beating when she held Xiangxiang's fingers.

"She still has rescue. Her fingertips are moving." Qin Xin condensed her breath, her voice trembled slightly, and she did not dare to raise her voice for fear of disturbing the soul that was about to die.
Chapter completed!