Zi Liufeng suddenly put his hands over his eyes, and sure enough he touched something wet.
He was stunned for a moment, took his hand away, and looked down at his palm. There was a little water in his palm, but it was reflected by the jumping firelight and was as bright as a gem.
He watched quietly, his eyes focused, as if he saw the scene he wanted to see most through such tears.
"Daddy?" Baoyu called him tentatively. Now he was alone, without Shi Xun and without his mother. He had never felt so insecure.
Therefore, he didn't want anything to happen to his father who was by his side in the end.
Zi Liufeng was startled for a moment, then raised his head, smiled at Baoyu and said, "It was the wind and sand that confused his eyes."
Baoyu nodded and said worriedly: "So, daddy is not a weak person, right?"
In that cave just now, Dad said that tears are for the weak.
Hearing such a question, Zi Liufeng didn't know how to answer it for a moment.
Yes, I taught Baoyu the truth one moment, and the next moment I overturned it with facts.
Tears are something for the weak
But he, the king who leads the Fire Tribe, actually has tears too
Is it true that he is also a weakling?
Such thinking had no results, and he did not want to continue struggling, so he said to Baoyu: "Baoyu, if a strong man can shed tears, it means that he is very close to death."
As soon as he finished speaking, Baoyu rushed forward and hugged his legs, sobbing: "Daddy will not die!"
Zi Liufeng patted his little head gently, smiling calmly and comfortably.
"Everything in the world is in reincarnation, and death is not the end."
Some dim candlelight only illuminated a small area of light in the room, and the quiet air flowed slowly around
Without attracting the attention of any expert, Qian Qian easily walked into the room. Looking around, she saw the motionless figure of a woman leaning in front of the dressing mirror.
Qian Qian stood there, looked at it for a long time, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "Sister"
The woman lying there moved slightly and let out a weak cry. She thought it was a dream and did not get up.
"Sister" Qianqian shouted again, and then slowly walked over
Finally reacting, her back stiffened, she straightened up suddenly, and the red silk covering her head slipped down.