In the middle of the night, Xia Yanxin suddenly heard the phone ring... At this time, Long Yutian was still hospitalized in the United States, and she had returned alone to take care of Long Linger.
The ringing of the phone was like a death knell, ringing persistently.
Afraid of waking Long Linger, she answered the phone without even looking.
"Sis, I killed someone, I killed someone..."
On the phone, Xia Yun's voice was filled with endless panic.
"Don't panic, where are you now?"
"At the Ye Family!"
"Don't move, I'll be right there!" Xia Yanxin hurriedly got up and dressed. Suddenly, she heard a voice calling "Mommy" behind her. She turned around abruptly, and in the dim light, Long Linger had already woken up. Six months old, her big eyes curiously looked at her, her little hands and feet waving, as if she wanted to sit up.
Xia Yanxin smiled and shook her head; it seemed to be a hallucination again. This little one, although normally giggling, doesn't speak.
