In the picture, Ling Yiyi's parents were covered in scars and were dying. Their hands were tied to the frame of the room, and there was a white belt around their necks. As long as the rope that bound their hands was untied, their necks would get stuck on the white belt, suffocate...
Ling Yiyi looked at them distressed, wishing she could rush over to save them and suffer for them.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Chengcheng appeared in the picture.
Father Ling squinted at Fan Chengcheng with a weak voice.
lingfuAs long as you pull the rope, your Aunt Ling and I will be free.
lingmuYeah, pull the rope and you're free...
Ling's mother weakly echoed Ling's father's words, and Fan Chengcheng frowned at them without moving.
Father Ling smiled, his voice was not as steady as before, hoarse and weak.
lingfuThat person drugged me and your Aunt Ling, we won't survive, you don't have to save us...
lingfuIn the future, Yiyi will ask you to take care of it.
lingfuI'm sorry, Chengcheng, uncle shouldn't have looked at you with tinted glasses before... Let's go, Yiyi, there's only you.
lingfuPlease, be sure to take good care of her.
Fan Chengcheng still didn't make a sound. He looked at them with a complicated expression and didn't do anything. In the end, Father Ling struggled to break the rope that bound their hands, and his neck got stuck on the white silk, suffocating.
lingyiyiWhy, is it like this...
Ling Yiyi stared blankly at the scene. Her parents were not killed by Fan Chengcheng!
lingyiyiHe didn't kill it, why should he admit it? Why?
Yan Xiluo sighed and explained impatiently.
yanxiluoThe poison in your body has not yet been solved.
yanxiluoOnly by admitting it, letting you misunderstand him, hate him, hate him... can you live.
yanxiluoIncluding later, when he went to you, he just urged you to keep the child.
yanxiluoHe knows you well!
yanxiluoHowever, you didn't even trust him.
Hearing Yan Xiluo's words, Ling Yiyi was already sobbing. She was very regretful and heartache. She had been hurting and misunderstanding Fan Chengcheng... But Fan Chengcheng had been thinking about her all the time.
She really wanted to apologize to Fan Chengcheng and make up for him, but it was too late now... She was already dead.
"Baby, it's getting late, it's time to go back and rest."
A familiar voice sounded in her ears, Ling Yiyi looked up blankly, and the whole person was stunned.
Ling Yiyi looked at "Fan Chengcheng" in surprise, but the other party glanced at her lightly, then walked towards Yan Xiluo, hugged Yan Xiluo in her arms, and looked gentle when facing Yan Xiluo, but when looking at Ling Yiyi, it was indifferent.
Ling Yiyi stared at him blankly, Shuishui's eyes were full of confusion.
Seeing that Ling Yiyi had been staring at "Fan Chengcheng", Yan Xiluo pushed "Fan Chengcheng" behind her very unpleasantly, and then glared at Ling Yiyi fiercely.
yanxiluoDon't look at him, this is my man.
Ling Yiyi was stunned for a moment, she glanced at the face that looked exactly like Fan Chengcheng, and she couldn't believe it.
lingyiyiIsn't he Chengcheng?
yanxiluoHis name is Fan Chengcheng, but he is my Fan Chengcheng! Your Fan Chengcheng is still crying in the hospital holding your body.
Yan Xiluo's words made Ling Yiyi very confused. Ling Yiyi looked at "Fan Chengcheng" again. The other party's indifferent appearance made her very sure that this was not her Chengcheng! Her Chengcheng would not treat her with such a indifferent expression.
