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"Xiaojing." Ling Jiajia called out cautiously.

She turned around slowly, and when she saw the figure in front of her clearly, her tears suddenly collapsed, like a faucet that was blown open, and she couldn't turn it off no matter how hard she tried: "Gajia, Gaga, Gaga." An Xiaojing got up and rushed into her arms.

"My God, why are you so pale? And why is your body so hot?" The moment Ling Jiajia met An Xiaojing, she felt something was wrong with her body.Lingaga gently shook An Xiaojing: "Xiaojing, don't close your eyes, I'm back, look at me."

An Xiaojing leaned into Ling Jiajia's arms, smelled the special fragrance of her body, closed her eyes, and had a sore nose: "Jiajia, it's great to see you, do you know? Five years I heard them say you were dead before, and I never believed it, they, they even locked me up as a mental patient, and said they would send me to a mental hospital. Woohoo." An Xiaojing said to himself Distressed, while holding Ling Jiajia's hand tightly, it was like grabbing the only life-saving grass.

"I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime." Her voice sounded hoarse, and she looked very weak.She was the one who killed her five years ago. She sent her best and only friend to the tiger's mouth with her own hands, but she lived a comfortable life with peace of mind and didn't think about An Xiaojing's life at all.

"Xiao Jing." Ling Jiajia was furious, and his slender fingers were tightly inserted into his palm, feeling the pain from the nerves, but it was a pity that the pain in the body could not compare with the pain in the heart.

In the wind and rain, the two bodies hugged each other tightly, forming an extremely beautiful landscape in this long street.

An Xiaojing sniffed, looking at it made people feel distressed.

"I feel so cold."

"Well, let's go home now." Ling Jiajia reached out to carry An Xiaojing on her back, but she couldn't do it with her small body. "Yeah." The bodies of the two fell to the ground at the same time.

"Come on, let's go home." When Ling Jiajia squatted down and wanted to carry An Xiaojing on her back again, she realized that she was already unconscious. "Xiaojing, Xiaojing." Ling Jiajia stood up, and suddenly, the weight in her hand was empty.

A familiar fragrance of roses came from the nose.

"Mr. An Detective?" Ling Jiajia looked up and watched Mr. An holding an umbrella with one hand and holding her in his arms with the other. Ling Jiajia saw Lao Zhang holding An Xiaojing in his arms.She looked up and couldn't help but ask, "You, why are you here?"

Detective An is obviously at work, why did he suddenly appear here?

An Zhenshao was holding an umbrella. This was the first time he had held an umbrella at such a young age. Fearing that the rain would wet Lin Jiajia, An Zhenshao leaned the umbrella towards Ling Jiajia with all his might.My body is already half wet.

"Send her to the hospital first." Detective An bent down and picked Ling Jiajia up with one hand, and put away the umbrella.Lingaga sat on the chair and looked ahead. She couldn't tell what she was feeling at this moment, but she knew that her heart was beating very fast, almost as if it was jumping out of her chest.

"No, I'm not going to the hospital." An Xiaojing began to struggle in Lao Zhang's arms, as if she had been stabbed by something.

"Xiaojing." Ling Jiajia was originally sitting in the car, but when she saw An Xiaojing who suddenly struggled and rushed into the rain, she rushed in without hesitation.

"Jiajia." Detective An was so anxious that he didn't even open his umbrella, and wanted to chase him out.

Ling Jiajia turned back while running, "You go back first, Xiaojing will leave it to me." He rushed forward and grabbed An Xiaojing's hand: "Xiaojing, Xiaojing, look at me, what's wrong with you ?”

The surrounding rain hit her face, which was a little painful.But she couldn't care less.

An Xiaojing just shook her head with tears in her eyes.