Qin Yue stayed behind Xiao Qinghe for a long time, but Xiao Qinghe, who was immersed in the grief of losing his father, did not notice him.

"Dad, wake up, wake up, I'll take you to see Ranran." Holding Xiao Yuanfeng's cold body, Xiao Qinghe muttered in his mouth, staring at a certain place with dull eyes, the whole person looked It was as if the soul had been taken out.

Knowing Xiao Qinghe for many years, Qin Yue has never seen him like this. He wanted to call him several times, but he couldn't.