"Xiao?"

"Is it you?"

"Am I in heaven now?"

Mu Chudi felt that her brain could no longer think. Her vision was a little hazy and she could not see very clearly.

She only saw a white one, and then Homer's face.

All her attention was focused on Hawthorne.

She wanted to reach out and touch Huo Mui's face, but she didn't have any strength.

With the greatest effort, the finger rolled slightly.

Huo Miao saw Mu Chudi's intention, held her hand and put it directly on his face.

"It's me."

"This is not heaven, don't forget, only I can take you to heaven."

Huo Miao kissed Mu Chudi on...