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    “Don’t cry.”

    It wasn’t until Mu Rong wiped her cheek with his fingertips that Xue Xue realized in a daze that he was actually crying.

    Mu Rong’s tie was still tied over her eyes.

    It blocked the light and the appearance of the man in front of me.

    Perhaps being in the dark makes people’s five senses more sensitive. Although he didn’t know what Mu Rong was feeling when he told these past events to himself, Xue Xue could feel the restlessness that he tried to suppress.

    It is a turbulent undercurrent hidden under the calm surface.

    It is also the secret buried deep in the heart of the man who survived the disaster.

    That day, little Mu Rong was rescued by the old man and brought back to Pinxiang Pavilion.

    Of course, it wasn’t called Pinxiang Pavilion at that time, it was just a private residence.

    Luo Xuefen was waiting anxiously inside.

    “Rong Rong!”

    When she saw little Mu Rong being brought back, she immediately stepped forward to greet him.

    The mother’s hands were cold, painted with red bean paste color, and a row of crescent-shaped nails were neatly manicured. When she wanted to touch her cheek, little Mu Rong shrank back slightly.

    This move immediately stimulated Luo Xuefen.

    “Rongrong, what’s wrong with you? Did you just go out with your dad to play and ignore your mom? You…”

    “Enough!”

    The old man was a young man who worked hard with Luo Xuefen’s father. Although they later parted ways due to different ideas, they still moved around frequently. Especially for Luo Xuefen, who had grown up like a daughter and a sister, he always used to take more care of each other.

    Even so, under the current circumstances, seeing that she didn’t care at all about her son’s untreated wounds and his obviously wrong mental state, and only focused on complaining and questioning, even the old man couldn’t stand it anymore.

    Luo Xuefen had always been in awe of the man who was like a brother and a father. When he spoke, no matter how irritated or anxious she felt, the woman could only hold it back.

    The old man shook his head helplessly when he saw this.

    “I’ll call the doctor first to check on Rong Rong.” He explained earnestly.”You stay with him well.”

    After the old man left, the mother and son were the only ones left in the huge living room.

    Luo Xuefen stared at Mu Rong.

    Most of the child’s clothes were torn, his hair was in a mess, and his white and tender skin was covered in mud and blood.Although the old man wanted to help Mu Rong clean up a little bit after finding him, the frightened child was unwilling to be touched.

    So it has remained like this.

    Luo Xuefen was a little lost in thought as she didn’t know what she was thinking of.

    So when Mu Rong suddenly spoke, she was startled.

    “What did you say?”

    “…There are wolves.” Mu Rong raised his eyes and looked at his mother.”There are wolves on the big hills.”

    Mu Rong’s throat was extremely dry after not taking in water for too long. Every word seemed to be torn out of his vocal cords. He lost his usual innocence and childishness and became hoarse and weird.

    Luo Xuefen shivered inexplicably.

    Especially after meeting Mu Rong’s eyes.

    The beautiful eyes seemed to be immersed in mist, turning gray.However, if you look closely, you will find that the emotions inside are closed and empty, as if someone has drained the soul and only an empty shell remains.

    “Daqiu Mountain…how can there be wolves?” Perhaps even Luo Xuefen herself didn’t realize how guilty her tone was and how forced her expression was.”Rongrong, please don’t scare mom, okay?”

    The last sentence was as gentle as before.

    False tenderness, tenderness with a purpose.

    Mu Rong has changed since then.

    After experiencing the Daqiushan incident, his mood became very unstable. Later, under the introduction of the old man, he went to a psychiatrist alone for a two-month course of treatment.When he returned home, Mu Rong discovered that Mu Yidian had also moved back from his old house.

    He didn’t want to explore the reason, and he no longer trusted the two adults.

    Facts have proved that Mu Rong was right.

    Mu Yidian poisoned him and Luo Xuefen.

    Luo Xuefen was a doctor. She had worked with toxicology experts for two years on a research project, so it was impossible for her not to notice anything was wrong.

    Therefore, she acquiesced to her husband’s actions.

    At the cost of his own life and that of his son.

    Whatever the reason, it’s incredible.

    In the end, Mu Rong came to the conclusion that it seemed that Mu Yidian and Luo Xuefen could become husband and wife because God could not bear to let these two lunatics harm other normal people.If one is ridiculous and the other is ridiculous, the two of them should hold hands and enter the cemetery to rest together, instead of using some ridiculous love story to wrap up their twisted psychology and unhealthy personalities.

    Just like him.

    After Luo Xuefen died, Mu Rong did not attend her funeral, but launched a liquidation against Mu Yidian in the name of revenge.

    During the process, accompanied by the pain caused by the poison, there were times when Mu Rong felt as if he had returned to Daqiu Mountain when he was seven years old.The gray wolf emerged from the thick fog, and the three hungry wolves wanted to feed on him. They no longer looked like beasts, but wore familiar human skins.

    They are the faces of Luo Xuefen, Mu Yidian and Mu Hui.

    Since he is from the same lineage as them, maybe he will become like that in the end, or… has already become like that?In severe pain, Mu Rong thought vaguely that the saddest thing in the world is probably that you become the person you hate the most.

    You realize this, but there is nothing you can do to change it.

    I can only watch as I step into the abyss step by step.

    Until it is completely devoured.

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