Mu Xiaoqi looked at the night scene carefully and nodded solemnly, "Listen."

"Because... I want to know everything about you." She didn't say it, just put it in her heart.

The nightscape hangs its lips in an obscure way, like laughing, but Mu Xiaoqi knows that he is definitely not laughing.

He continued to say in that plain tone: "When he saw his father take a knife, even though he was still young, the little boy already knew the danger. His first reaction was to flee to his mother, but it was strange that her mother did not want to save him. Instead, she looked at him with that hateful,...