One person devoted himself to the cause of anti-terrorism, fighting against terrorists. The world is hard to predict.

Who would have thought that the first underworld family eight years ago would be like this eight years later.

The East asked with a smile, "why didn't you tell Xiao Qi about this?"

"I don't know." Ouyang said, drooping his eyelids, "Xiao Qi knew that there was a monitor in the villa, so he wanted to let Tang Yebai know what happened eight years ago. He wanted to make dawn and Tang Yebai turn against each other. At that time, he was determined to get rid of Xia Qing and Beitang. Beitang died and Xia Qing survived. He must have lived a hard life for several years. If I told Xiao Qi, I don't know what he would do. "

They have been very sorry for the Xia family. How can they bear to kill them all.

Xia family four brothers and sisters, die, scattered, home is not like home, he also in the heart can not bear.

"East, what do you mean?" Ouyang asked quietly, "are you planning something?"

"You think too much." Oriental light says.

"I wish I thought too much." Ouyang said, "the death of the morning snow is not Xiao Qi's fault. In the East, for so many years, have you never put it down?"

"You don't have to say much about my business." The face of the East was cold. He was always gentle. However, when his face cooled down, he was more terrible than Xiao Qi. The momentum was introverted and oppressive.

It can make people shudder.

Ouyang really, no longer speak, the sun fell on the body of the East, there is a thin layer of solemnity.

In the morning of the fourth day of Xia Chenxi, Youlong wakes up. Her body is heavy and her mouth is dry. When she wakes up, her memory comes back. She would like to sleep again. Unfortunately, Mimi is beside her, whining sadly.

It's hard, it's hard to whine.

Xia Chenxi side of the head, touched the pet's head.

She propped up. There was a medical rack at the head of the bed, which was hanging water. Xia Chenxi pulled out the needle and looked at the room carefully. This is her bedroom. She can see that there are group photos of their brothers and sisters on the wall.

The room is composed of cold colors, black and white. It doesn't look human. Xia Chenxi doesn't like it subconsciously. Her home style should be warm color, not this cold and solemn color.

Xia Chenxi's mood is also a little bad. She doesn't know how to say what she thinks clearly. She stares at the room for a while. Xia Chenxi goes into the bathroom to wash herself. She looks at herself in the mirror. She is shocked.

Xia Chenxi, is this you?

She has always been sunny, optimistic, energetic, confident and independent.

Now the woman in the mirror looks pale, dull, and pale lipped. She looks like a critically ill patient. She is dying soon. She has lost a lot of weight, her chin is sharp, and her cheek has no flesh.

People look very weak.

Xia Chenxi wry smile, this just a few days, she tossed herself into this way.

Xia Chenxi caresses her abdomen. Here, she once gave birth to their second child, but unfortunately, she lost it. She is very sorry and hates Tang Yebai and Lin Lin. now, she looks at her picture of no man, no ghost or ghost.

Xia Chenxi's heart is cut like a knife. She tosses herself like this, and the child can't grow safely even in her stomach.

She can't be so decadent, she can't mess with herself.

What she needs to retrieve is the memory of eight years ago, and she also needs to find back, confident and optimistic Xia Chenxi.historical