Seeing this, Zhihua couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: Thank God, the fifth young master is finally fine.
Lin Qingran was extremely surprised. She patted Lin Qingming's cheek and shouted, "Ming'er, it's me, the second sister..."
After a while, Lin Qingming's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and then she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Lin Qingran with a blue complexion and purple lips, her confused eyes lit up and seemed to be happy.
The color passed by her, and she softly called out: "Second sister...sister..." The voice was hoarse and labored, as if she was squeezing out each word.
Lin Qingran's eyes turned red with joy, and tears rolled down her face: "Thank God, Ming'er will be fine... Just fine..."
What could be more exciting than a person who once died tragically, still alive, opening his eyes in front of him and calling him "Second Sister"?
As long as she is alive, as long as she can still open her eyes, as long as she can hear him call her second sister, she will be satisfied.
Lin Qingran's smile bloomed. Even though her face was blue with cold at this moment and there was no sense of beauty at all, her smile was as pure and holy as a lotus flower, but she was extremely beautiful and moving.
Just when her smile was at its brightest, she suddenly tilted, fell to the ground, and fainted. Lin Qingming's panicked cry suddenly sounded in her ears: "Second sister...Second sister, what's wrong with you...
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It was so cold, so cold, every bone she felt was shivering, her hands and feet were frozen stiff, and she felt like she had turned into a piece of ice.
She wanted to open her mouth and tell Lin Qingming to stay away from her, or he would freeze too, but she found that no matter how hard she tried, she could not open her mouth.
She couldn't help but apologize: Ming'er, I'm sorry, I can only make you worry.
Lin Qingran was walking in the dark. It was pitch black all around and she couldn't see her fingers. She called her mother, eldest sister, and Ming'er, but no one answered. She was the only one walking alone in the darkness... Endless
generally.
"Don't... don't..." She didn't want to become a human again. She didn't want: "Mom, where are you? Sister, Ming'er, you don't have to leave me... don't leave me..."
"Second sister, wake up, wake up quickly..."
"Second sister, don't worry, I will not leave you... Ming'er will not leave you..."
"Second sister, don't scare me. We won't have a mother anymore. You can't leave me..."
"Eldest sister is still waiting to reunite with us. Second sister, nothing can happen to you..."
The little boy's voice was sincere and sincere. Lin Qingran listened to the crisp voice and it seemed to be very familiar.
It's Ming'er!
Lin Qingran felt happy and wanted to open her eyes to see her brother.
It had been many years since she had seen Ming'er, and she didn't know whether he was fat or thin. She didn't know whether Ming'er at this time still looked like what she remembered.
She couldn't wait to see him.
When she finally raised her eyelids, she almost greedily opened her eyes wide and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of her, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
It’s really Ming’er!
The boy in front of me, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of heroic spirit, pink as jade, raised lips, surprise expression, and warm eyes, is exactly the same as in his previous life.
Isn't all this her Ming'er?
Isn't it the younger brother Ming'er who is connected to her by blood and is born from the same mother?
When Lin Qingran opened her eyes, Lin Qingming almost jumped up for joy: "Second sister, you are finally awake."
Silly child, of course she has to wake up, otherwise wouldn’t she be giving the perpetrator an advantage?