A five-year-old child, even if he is cold by nature, has a sinister situation that he cannot afford.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's plain white hands gently brushed the mottled traces on the wall, as if he saw that many years ago, the little child was thrown in this dark place at the happiest time, without light or sound...&1t;/p>

He stayed alone in the darkness, calling out loudly to his relatives. He was so sensible and considerate that his mother could not see it and could not come to save him...&1t;/p>

But he had a shadow uncle around him, and he shouted again and again in anticipation. This time, the person who had been by his side since he was born and said that he would always be with him, did not appear...&1t;/p>

He was afraid, but he couldn't bear to blame anyone, so he kept waiting. He firmly believed that his father was so powerful that he would definitely come to save him...&1t;/p>

His mother loved him so much that she knew that he was captured by a bad person and would definitely come to save him.&1t;/p>

But he waited until he was desperate, and no one appeared...&1t;/p>

He stayed alone in this place, gradually unable to speak, deaf, blind, and in pain he wanted to die, but he didn't even have the qualification to end his life.&1t;/p>

In the illusion, countless terrifying monsters rushed up to pull him down. In his fearless heart, his mother became the only life-saving straw...&1t;/p>

But his mother...&1t;/p>

His mother...&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan covered her head with her hands, and her self-blame and regret swallowed her heart. At this moment, she cried bitterly.&1t;/p>

"Master, what my son wants most is just a mother's call..."&1t;/p>

At this moment, in the extreme pain and regret, she finally found what Xiao Yechen wanted most deeply in his heart.&1t;/p>

She was when he needed it most...&1t;/p>

Not given to him.&1t;/p>

But I gave it to another child.&1t;/p>

Then I lost the opportunity to call him forever.&1t;/p>

Outside the door.&1t;/p>

Perlangodo closed his eyes.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

He had that dream again.&1t;/p>

In the dream, he had no hands and feet, as if he was bound by something, and he was so suffocated that he wanted to die.&1t;/p>

Then he saw the child again.&1t;/p>

His pale, delicate, and faint purple eyes were filled with fear, and he carefully protected the only light green fluorescent in his hand and ran through a pitch-black corridor.&1t;/p>

Countless pairs of rotten and thin hands stretched out from the abyss on both sides, with ferocious faces and twisted eyes longing for the blue light in his hand.&1t;/p>

He ran forward desperately, calling his mother all the way, maintaining the last bit of crumbling hope and not allowing himself to completely collapse.&1t;/p>

He wanted to reach out to hold him, but he could not touch his body. The distance between them was like light and shadow. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to catch up with him.&1t;/p>

He looked at the child crying, ran towards the sudden light source with ecstasy ecstasy, and a sudden despair suddenly arose in his heart.&1t;/p>

"Don't go over..." He wanted to yell at him, but he couldn't make a sound.&1t;/p>

After the light, the light in the child's eyes becomes withered in an instant, the light green fluorescent dissipates, and the world is filled with the smell of despair and decay.&1t;/p>

A human-shaped shadow appeared in the darkness, with no face or expression. He stood behind the child and raised a huge knife.&1t;/p>

Next is a new round of torture.&1t;/p>

Accompanied by the hideous and rough laughter, the huge knife fell on the child's head, and the warm plasma plunged on his body and face.&1t;/p>

The child opened his empty eyes and cried, and fell to his feet in a blurry manner...&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!