Chapter 141 Misunderstanding

Suddenly, Yin Yifan only felt a mess in his mind. After taking a deep breath, he looked weakly at the source of the sound. On the collapsed wall, Zhong Danqiu supported Yan Xiaoxin and was standing in the air. The wind gently brushed the skirts of the two people, and it was obvious that they had just arrived.

Originally, Yan Xiaoxin, who was full of worries, felt that after capturing the scene of his biological father falling to the ground at the first sight, he only felt that the sky suddenly collapsed, and there was a sudden darkness in front of him, but he fainted anyway. She wanted to run over, but Zhong Danqiu grabbed her arm desperately.

"Let me down..."

Yan Xiaoxin moaned feebly, and her eyes looked particularly blank, and even her face showed a sickly white look.

"Uh..."

Zhong Danqiu was stunned and at a loss. He couldn't help looking at Yin Yifan.

Although Yin Yifan couldn't hear what Yan Xiaoxin was saying, he had been staring at her every move. Naturally, he could guess why Zhong Danqiu looked at him for help. At the moment, he just nodded silently.

After the release of Zhong Danqiu, Yan Xiaoxin ran to Yan Cheng, who was only three feet away from Yin Yifan. The bumps along the way, the thin figure reflected into Yin Yifan's eyes, I don't know how much heartache it caused.

"Dad..."

Yan Xiaoxin burst into tears all the way, and her eyes were full of disbelief. How great and strong this father presented in front of him in the past. The scene from childhood to adulthood is now repeated in front of her eyes.

Yan Xiaoxin lost her mother since she was a child. This father and mother have been taking care of herself. How could she leave so soon? What's more sad is that she has only found out that she has rarely given him a good look.

"No...Dad!"

Yan Xiaoxin bumped and rushed to the bloody middle-aged man in a trance. His hands trembled and half helped him up, but tears couldn't stop surging out. First, she noticed the huge wound on Yan Cheng's shoulder in panic. Then he bit his red lips hard and reached out to stop the bleeding, but the blood seemed to have already run out.

Seeing this scene, Yin Yifan couldn't help shaking his body. He had been determined to take revenge, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he would still be sad because of Yan Xiaoxin's pain. Fortunately, Yan Cheng didn't kill himself. Otherwise, I'm afraid he will leave a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.

"Is it God who helped me in the dark?"

Yin Yifan raised his head, looked at the sky, and suddenly asked himself. However, the development of the situation was completely beyond his expectation. Yan Xiaoxin suddenly raised her eyebrows and stared at Yin Yifan. In those beautiful eyes, there is still a faint remnant of the previous love and shyness. However, now she has more inexplicable hatred. When the feelings of the two conflicts are intertwined, I'm afraid only Yan Xiaoxin can deeply understand the complexity.

"Are you happy to kill my father?"

Thousands of resentful words suddenly came out of Yan Xiaoxin's heart, but he had no choice. After rolling in his abdomen for a long time, he could only speak so pale and powerless words.

Yin Yifan was stunned when he heard the sound. At this time, he suddenly remembered something and thought that Yan Xiaoxin should have misunderstood. Immediately, he shouted, "I didn't."

"Nothing? There are all dead people here. Who else will be besides you?

Hearing that Yin Yifan dared not do it, Yan Xiaoxin's disappointment undoubtedly doubled. She closed her eyelids feebly, but first squeezed out two lines of tears. She took a deep breath, as if she would completely forget all people, things and things at this moment, including Yin Yifan.

"This..."

Yin Yifan suddenly became anxious, but he choked. Isn't Yan Cheng's death what he has been looking forward to this year? Even if you didn't kill it yourself, what can you do?

"If you hate me like this, it will make you feel better..."

Yin Yifan said half a sentence gently, and couldn't help moaning. He squatted down alone and grabbed his face with both hands, allowing the bitterness to spread away.

"Alas..."

Zhong Danqiu was originally a hard-hearted person, but after getting along with Yin Yifan for a long time, he couldn't help but have more sad thoughts. Seeing that the ending developed into such a field, he had to sigh, approached Yin Yifan and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Do you also think I killed it?"

Yin Yifan did not raise his head, but asked lightly.

Hearing this, Zhong Danqiu couldn't help sighing again, shook his head and whispered, "Of course it's not you. Although I didn't pay attention to this place just now, I vaguely noticed the movement here. All the murderers are dead.

" hiss..."

Yin Yifan raised his head hard and took a deep breath. He grabbed it with both hands heavily along the blue hair and said, "It's a pity that she doesn't know."

"This is a misunderstanding." Zhong Danqiu paused and said, "It's big..."

"I had prepared for the worst, and the end will be like this. Although there are some minor accidents, they are still expected."

Yin Yifan suppressed his depression, shook his head and stood up again. Unexpectedly, a sweet throat suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood, and his body was even staggered.

Fortunately, Zhong Danqiu's eyes were quick-sighted and quickly held his body and said, "Are you all right?"

Yin Yifan did not reply, but couldn't help looking at Yan Xiaoxin. The latter was still holding Yan Cheng's body tightly, choking silently, and didn't notice it at all. Seeing this, Yin Yifan couldn't help but feel sad.

In such silence, only Yan Xiaoxin's choking sound loomed around. I don't know how long it took, Yan Xiaoxin, whose eyes were crying red, seemed to be tired, so he quietly bowed his head, hugged his father's body, and half asleep and half awake.

Seeing Yan Xiaoxin's haggard look, Yin Yifan finally took a difficult step and walked gently towards the thin and helpless back. He suddenly remembered that the lonely people in this world were not only himself.

When Yin Yifan's hand hesitated in mid-air for a long time, and finally resolutely held Yan Xiaoxin's shoulder. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt guilty and inexplicably sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

"Go away!"

After a touch from Yin Yifan, Yan Xiaoxin suddenly felt a thrill all over his body. Beiya bit his rosy lips with a pale and hoarse voice, and he didn't feel any anger at all.