"White hair, blindness, deafness, poor walking skills, memory loss, and finally, the soul is gone." The woman with white hair smiled softly, "This is what Qingyi paid for her lover."
"Hey, will Qing Yi die? Mom, mom, tell me. Will Qing Yi die?" The young child threw herself in her mother's arms, her green eyes that looked very much like a woman's flickering.
"Qing Yi is dead. After all, it's not that easy for heaven and humans to survive the five declines." The woman lowered her eyes slightly and said softly.
And the next second, she laughed again and rubbed the child's soft top hair: "Okay~ Xiao Ruohao~ go to bed, we have to go to class tomorrow."
"Hmm~" The child narrowed his eyes in comfort. He jumped off his mother's lap and went back to the house obediently.
The woman looked at the child's back tenderly, watched the child smile slyly at the door, smiled helplessly, and the woman turned around.
"Welcome back~"
"Well, I'm back." The brown-haired man smiled softly and hugged the woman, giving her a peck on the face.
The woman blushed slightly.
Qing Yi is not here, but Su Xi is left behind.
Jun, Suxi.
Sawada, Suxi.