Xiaoxue is crying.

He wasn't sad at all...

Isn't that his beloved sister the most?

Ye Chen's beautiful and graceful gaze is like the dark night sky without stars or moon, far and cold.

He suddenly pinched Mo Xunuo's slender wrist.

Mo Xunuo was stunned and looked down, "What are you doing?"

"Go back."

"ah?"

Before she could express her questions, she had been pulled out of the door by a boy...

"Where to go back?"

"Hello……"

"At least you can tell your mommy..."

"She will be sad if she leaves unexpectedly..."

"Yechen, have you heard what I said? Let me say a word..."

No matter how Mo Xunuo shouted, the boy in black who was walking in front of him did not react at all.

Mo Xunuo became popular and raised his leg and wanted to kick him.

The leg that was kicked out of the flying was intercepted by a beautiful hand in the air.

If you can't break free, a little more force will directly break her entire leg.

Mo Xunuo stopped moving and his little face became cold.

Her pure vision, facing the boy's dark and cold eyes, her breathing stagnated for a moment.

She suddenly had a cognition.

The Ye Chen she met before were all fake.

Only the cold boy in front of him who combines darkness, beauty and all kinds of things is the real him.

Cold, cruel, dark...

This boy...

No heart...

Mo Xunuo shivered.

Ye Chen stared at her coldly for a long time, and suddenly smiled. There seemed to be countless beautiful black cereals blooming in the night, an indescribable demonic beauty.

"I don't like that woman."

Mo Xunuo looked at him and didn't react. Who was he talking about...

Ye Chen's dark eyes seemed to have transparent darkness overflowed in an instant, filled with endless hatred and resentment, "I hate the most, the woman I call Mommy!"

Mo Xunuo's mouth moved for a moment and completely froze.

Ye Weilan's face flashed in front of her...

Such a gentle and beautiful woman...

Why her son...

I would hate her like that...

That bone-eating hatred, the strong and sticky auger black, the darkness makes people fear and tremble...

How much hatred does it take to hate like this...

The biological mother who gave birth to him and raised him...

Mo Xunuo wanted to say something, but met Ye Chen Bingche's dark eyes, but said nothing.

Ye Chen looked at her for a long time and suddenly took her into his arms. His black windbreaker was blown up, and his slender and lonely back walked towards the airport.

He left.

On the steps.

Ye Weilan stood there, his body frozen and his eyes were empty and pale.

There is a place in my heart...

Very cool...

The cold air is emitting...

Her son, who has been suppressed for more than ten years...

Finally, at this moment, I expressed the most real feeling deep in my heart...

He's very her own...

She ruined him...

His life shouldn't have been like this...

Ye Weilan looked up at the night sky, tears rolling down her eyes.

On the dark blue sky, a tender and beautiful little face suddenly appeared, and she would gently call her mommy...

pity……

Such a delicate and beautiful little boy...

She will always only appear in her dreams...

Her little nine...

I've hated her for many years...

A little further apart.

A slender figure hid in the darkness, with a cool breath, and a sharp cold light flashed in the dark eyes.

Outside the gate, Ye Weilan was crying.
Chapter completed!