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Song Jiao was very sad. In the past, when she cried in front of Xu Jinchao, she would be comforted wholeheartedly by the other party, kissed by Alpha gently, and coaxed softly.

But now Xu Jinchao can't see her at all, and even knowing that each other is around has become an extravagant hope.

She didn't know what she was crying about in her soul state. She cried helplessly with her sobbing wife, and tried her best to hug each other with her translucent body.

They were clearly in the same space, but Omega's embrace could only pass through Xu Jinchao's body, and he couldn't get any touch.

Xu Jinchao felt that his body was cold, and the cracking pain spreading from his chest spread all over his body.

A pile of broken pieces of porcelain were reluctantly pieced together to stick to one of her, and the wind would get into the gap at any time, freezing her limbs to the point of pain.

She trembled in the light coming in through the window, and looked up blankly at the beauty in the painting.

Across the hazy tears, Xu Jinchao saw his little wife's still meek and smiling face, and the blade raised calmly.

Omega sits alive on the canvas, seemingly within reach, but is far away and can no longer be touched.

It is difficult for Xu Jinchao to get out of this pain. She doesn't know what to do in the future. Will this kind of pain that tears the soul gradually subside, or will the torment intensify over time?

The psychological construction in the past three months had no effect, and the line of defense collapsed as soon as she touched it. As long as she truly realized the goodbye of the two, she instantly collapsed to the point of being unable to control herself, and she could no longer remain calm.

Xu Jinchao desperately stared at his wife's face on the oil painting, sad and frightened.

On the side she couldn't see, Song Jiao also left all her dignity and restraint and sat on the floor, accompanying her into a bone-deep daze.

Xu Jinchao said to himself, "Jiaojiao, have you been injured in a car accident? What are you doing now?"

Song Jiao replied: [I am with you. ]

After a while, Xu Jinchao said again, "Don't be sad, live your life well, and I'll be happy."

Song Jiao: [I don't believe it. ]

Xu Jinchao fell silent again and sat sullenly.

The light in the room shifted little by little with the sun, but it never got around the long curtain that protected the painting, burning the smiling little girl in the painting.

Until the light was dyed golden red, her phone rang in her pocket.

Xu Jinchao took out her mobile phone. Song Jiao, who was sitting beside her lap, turned her face and looked at the screen of her mobile phone.

[Gao Luming. ]

Omega wrote down the name and saw Xu Jinchao lowered his eyes to connect, and said in a low voice, "Old Gao?"

Knowing this, it was obviously a close friend, and Song Jiao felt a little relieved.

She no longer cares about privacy or privacy, and she is completely morally corrupt, and she eavesdrops openly.

Gao Luming: "Hurry up and get ready, take care of yourself and put on makeup."

Song Jiao just let go of her heart and immediately raised it again, what is this for? Why did Xu Jinchao dress up?

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