Mu Xiaoqi's heart clicked and gently shook his arm.

Qianxin turned his head, and there was still unspeakable sadness in his eyes.

"Mom, you... What's wrong? Mu Xiaoqi asked in a low voice.

Qi reassuringly wiped away the tears with his hands and lifted his lips: "Think of some past events, now there are many people, we can't get through, and so on."

"Hmm." Mu Xiaoqi nodded and looked anxiously at Qi Anxin.

"Seven-seven!" There was a voice shouting from afar. It was Xia Ruxue's loud voice.

Mu Xiaoqi looked down at his voice and was shocked. Xia Ruxue was wearing a white dress and exquisite makeup. She stood there...