His white skin was not warm at all, and his thin rose lips were pursed very tightly, slowly closing his long dark eyelashes.

...

Ye Weilan cooked lunch, and Xiaoxue was carried to the dining table by Yin Shengye. Ye Weilan came to Xiao Yechen's ward door and knocked gently on the door.

She knocked twice, and there was no movement inside the door.

Ye Weilan had no choice but to speak out, "Xiaojiu, mommy cooked lunch. You were injured just now. Can you come out to eat something?"

The inside of the door was still quiet.

Ye Weilan lowered her head and covered her sadness. It seemed that since Xiaoxue was injured, the relationship between mother and son has worsened...

Ye Weilan was unwilling to think about the reason deeply, and her voice became softer, "Xiaoxue just woke up and asked her brother several times, would you please come out and see if she could do it?"

She waited for a while and the door opened.

Xiao Yechen stood at the door. In just two days, his temperament changed amazingly. His delicate and beautiful face was extremely charming and cold, and his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, probably because of his injury, and with a hint of fragility.

Ye Weilan faced the starry eyes with darkness in the darkness of the purple, bit her lips, "Xiao Jiu..."

"Don't continue to be kind to me," Xiao Yechen looked at her, his blood-lost lips, with a touch of gentleness that belongs to the darkness. "I will definitely make you desperate completely."

Just as Qi Ye said, this woman gave him life and saved him. She had broken her legs and blinded her eyes for him...

After all, he owed her.

With his graceful fingertips, he gently pinned a strand of hair on her forehead behind his ears, looking at her clear big eyes, "For me, your concern is not love, but imprisonment."

He looked at her big eyes that held back tears, and her slender body trembled gently, "The Xiaojiu, who likes her mother's arms, is dead..."

He leaned over and kissed her forehead, his lips so cold that it was scary, "Mommy, let me go."

Let her go, too.

They are no longer suitable for being mother and son, and are more suitable for being enemies.

In the future, he will make her heart more and more painful and desperate.

That's not something he can control...

Stop the loss in time and end this abnormal mother-son relationship...

This is his only...

The kindness that can be given to her.

Ye Weilan's tears flowed down, his frozen face was pale and as if he was dead.

Xiao Yechen walked past her and brought out a dark and cold wind...

The wind blowing in from outside the window was very cool, and it shuttled through the empty corridor, bringing up the mottled and beautiful colors that were treasured in memories...

There was a delicate and cold little boy, raising his little face and smiling innocently, "Mommy..."

The tender voice is full of attachment and tenderness.

"Mommy, baby wants to surpass daddy when she grows up!"

"Mommy, Xiaoxue is a little fool. In the future, the baby will grow up and be as strong as Daddy. She will protect Xiaoxue and Mommy."

"The girl you like in the future must be as smart and beautiful as mommy..."

"Mommy..."

"Mommy..."

"Mommy..."

Gentle, nostalgic, joyful, crying... That childish and beautiful little face, likes to look at her with a pair of big black eyes, arrogant and cold, saying that she wants to be her baby for the rest of her life...

Ye Weilan closed her eyes and forced the pain that was shaking in her heart.

She has lost her Xiaojiu, and she must not lose her son...
Chapter completed!