Faced with such a crazy Xiufen, Wang Kun's father could only hold back his grief and looked at An Qing for help.
An Qing's mind was already confused at this time.
She had made many assumptions, but she never thought that it would happen.
This is the result.
"Please, please think of a way for me," Wang Kun's father cried out to An Qing, his voice so choked that he could hardly speak.
An Qing was calmed down by Wang Kun's father's piercing cry.
She looked at the transparent figure in front of her, then at Xiufen who was falling into madness again.
She walked over quickly and pointed at Xiufen's neck.
A solid palm.
Xiufen shook and fell down.
Anqing instructed Wang Kun's father: "Take her out first and put her in place.
I will take care of this."
"You, please don't be cruel, he is my son no matter he lives or lives."
Wang Kun's father held Xiufen's body, looked at the transparent figure, and begged An Qing again.
An Qing nodded and said, "Don't worry, I promise I won't break him up or hurt him."
After hearing An Qing's promise, Wang Kun's father left Wang Kun's room with Xiufen in his arms.
An Qing looked at Wang Kun who was hiding behind the curtains without any reaction at all.
He sighed and called softly: "Wang Kun, do you know where this is?"
There was no movement from the direction of the curtains, not even the slightest reaction from Wang Kun.
An Qing waited for a while, but when there was no reply, he said again: "Wang Kun, you see your parents are sad, see your mother is so sad for you. , don’t you have anything to say?”
The room was as quiet as ever, and in this silence, An Qing's patience was exhausted little by little.
She slowly moved forward, but the other party still didn't respond.
An Qing decided to take a risk.
She took the solar flashlight she had brought with her when she got up early and walked slowly towards the curtain where Wang Kun was hiding.
One step at a time, An Qing finally walked to the curtain.
When she opened the curtain and faced Wang Kun directly, she cried It was indeed Wang Kun's soul, but that soul was already incomplete.
What was hidden on the other side of the curtain was an unrecognizable soul, which could even be said to be fragmented.
"How could it be like this?
How could it be like this?"
An Qing took a few steps back in disbelief.
She could accept the news that Wang Kun was dead and that this figure was Wang Kun's soul, but she could not accept the change of a person's soul.
Like this.
At this moment, An Qing was even a little glad that Wang Kun's father and Xiufen had gone out, because she didn't know what it would be like if the two of them saw Wang Kun like this.
"Who harmed you?"
An Qing bit her lip, trying to suppress her fear and sadness, and asked in a low voice.
"You, it's you who caused it, it's you who caused it."
Wang Kun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly turned his head to look at An Qing.
He even deliberately turned his missing half towards An Qing, and the harsh voice sounded at this moment.
It also came out from his mouth "Me, how could it be me, not me?"
Although An Qing has experienced a lot, she still instinctively wants to retreat from such a scene, especially when faced with such accusations from the other party.
"It's you, you're looking for him, I gave him back to you, hahaha."
Wang Kun's voice was as sharp as nails scratching a blackboard, and it pierced An Qing's eardrums, forcing her to cover them. own ears.
"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it."
An Qing felt that her whole heart was going to explode under the influence of that voice.
She tried hard to suppress the pain, and then she knelt down unbearably.
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