C167 Chapter 167

“Xingxing, come here. Come down and keep me company...”

In the dead of night, a massive coffin—black from end to end—seeped cold, the chill inching toward the little girl curled up on the ground with her head in her arms, trembling. A gust of icy wind swept through and snapped the last thread of her nerves.

“Mom, Dad... Xingxing’s scared... ah...”

“Xingxing’s so scared... boo-hoo..