Han Yixing looked at her in shock. This was a careful look. She was very beautiful, but the expression on her face was a little stiff, even if she was crying.
She felt a little familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before, but it was too far away in her memory. She really couldn't remember it, it was too vague.
The woman just stared at her and shed tears, holding the star necklace around her neck in her hand. For a long time, she wanted to reach out to hug her, but in the end she didn't. She just kept saying: "I'm sorry... Xingxing, I'm sorry...
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"How do you know my name?" Han Yixing was surprised and shook his head. No, her tone was not right. Is she apologizing to herself for kidnapping her?
They wanted to kill her, but she was crying now. She felt a little weird. She opened her eyes wide and saw the apology and love flashing in her eyes. She suddenly felt a little pain in her heart, as if something was about to be awakened.
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The woman cried for a while, looked up at the two fighting men, wiped away her tears, took out a handkerchief from her arms and stuffed it into her hand.
"You have to take good care of yourself..." After a pause, she said again: "I'm sorry..."
After saying that, he resisted the urge to hug her, turned around and stopped the fight between Mo Ran and Ke Lei, pulled Mo Ran over, and said in a cold voice: "Leave now!"
"Why? Master, I want to kill her!" Mo Ran exclaimed, unable to believe that the anxiety in her heart had indeed come true. She raised her eyes and saw that the master, who had always been expressionless, actually had tears in his eyes.
"No, no one in this world wants to kill her!" she shouted coldly, pulling her towards the plane nearby. Her whole body was trembling. She wanted to look back, but she tried her best to endure it.
When Han Yixing took the handkerchief, he froze in place. Some fragments flashed through his mind. They were very distant and unreal, but at that time, he was very happy...
"Mom, what are you looking at? Let's play with the stars."
"Xingxing, if one day, your mother is not by your side, will you think of your mother?" It was a woman with a melancholy face, she was very beautiful, and there was a hint of complexity in her eyes.
Yixing was only five years old at that time. She climbed on her legs and shook her hard, "No, mom can't leave Xingxing!"