Chapter 3007
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Qiao Chu and the rest widened their eyes in disbelief as they stared at the stumbling puppet. The shock in their eyes was undisguised as they turned to look at Jun Wu Xie, as if asking about the origins of the puppet.
Jun Wu Xie just gestured for them to wait and see.
The sudden silence in the room made Fei Yan a little uneasy. He turned his head slightly, trying to listen to the movements in the room. In the darkness, he seemed to be unable to hear anything. The feeling of helplessness made him feel very insecure.
"Little Xie? Dumb Qiao? Why aren't you guys talking? "Fei Yan's hoarse voice rang out.
Since he couldn't see, he couldn't see that the moment he opened his mouth, the puppet that was walking towards him suddenly stiffened. The puppet raised its head and looked at the bandages wrapped around Fei Yan's face. Its gentle eyes were filled with pain.
The little puppet slowly stretched out its broken hand and gently placed it on Fei Yan's right little finger.
The cold touch, the small piece, the unfamiliar feeling made Fei Yan's whole body stiffen. He subconsciously called out, "Little Xie?"
"I'm sorry …" The voice that came from the soul, filled with pain and guilt, rang out in the room.
Qiao Chu and the rest looked at the puppet in disbelief. They had no idea what was going on in front of them.
But Fei Yan … suddenly froze.
It was a pleasant male voice, gentle and pleasing to the ear. It was clearly so unfamiliar, but for some reason, when that voice rang out, Fei Yan's heart actually trembled violently. The emotions that had been suppressed for several days seemed to have been stirred up at this moment by that voice.
"Who?!" Fei Yan's voice trembled.
Puppet Rong Ruo did not speak again. He just looked at Fei Yan's face in pain. Through the layers of bandages, he seemed to see the moment before he self-destructed. It was as if he saw the Fei Yan who was determined to die, waving his hand at him and telling him to leave.
If …
If he had self-destructed earlier, Fei Yan might not have been so badly injured, and the one who would have survived would most likely be his sister's soul.
Rong Ruo could not respond to Fei Yan's love because he knew from the beginning that he was not the real Rong Ruo. The person that Fei Yan loved should be his sister, not him as a man.
If …
If it had been a little earlier, perhaps everything would have been perfect.
Just as Rong Ruo was sinking into great guilt, Fei Yan suddenly opened his mouth again. In a voice that was almost trembling, he said softly: "Little Ruo, is that you?"
The moment Fei Yan spat out those words, everyone in the room was stunned.
Qiao Chu was stunned for a long while before he said with a trembling voice: "Fei Yan, you ….."
Are you out of your mind?
However, before Qiao Chu could finish his words, Fei Yan suddenly sat up straight and his left hand subconsciously reached in front of him. He said excitedly, "Little Ruo! It was you, wasn't it? You're not dead! Little Ruo, I knew you wouldn't die! You're back, right? "
The hoarse voice reverberated in the quiet room. Everyone held their breath at that moment, watching Fei Yan's left hand waving in the air.
Qiao Chu could not bear to watch any longer and he turned his face away. Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo lowered their heads as well.
Only Jun Wu Xie stared at the stiff puppet unblinkingly.
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