His face was as pale as paper, and he looked like he wouldn't live long.

His biological mother cried and asked: "Why are there less? Did you secretly throw them away behind my back again? Do you know how precious these medicines are! Why are you so uneasy!"

"You eat! You eat! Eat them all for me!"

Mrs. Jiang pushed her son to the ground, her face became more and more distorted, she grabbed the bun from the food box and stuffed it into his mouth, not even letting him chew it, and put it directly into his throat.

"Eat, eat them all for me..."

The red nails dug hard into Jiang Youlin's tender esophagus, causing him to vomit again and again. Unstoppable saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth to the floor of the corridor, soaking his long silky hair and white collar, making him extremely embarrassed.

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He whined twice, grabbed the air twice with his hands, and then dropped it weakly. There was no more unnecessary reaction. His two light brown eyes stared blankly upward, without even a drop of tears falling.

"Ayou? Ayou?! Ayou? Ayou, don't ignore mother..."

When Mrs. Jiang saw that he was neither crying nor fussing, she took out the hand that was half buried in Jiang Youlin's mouth. Instead, she burst into tears like a child.

Jiang Youlin slowly stood up, spit out the bloody bun from his mouth, and gently brushed his mother's hair aside with his hand.

"I'm fine, mother."

Perhaps his throat was scratched by his nails. He frowned and coughed a few times, his voice becoming hoarse.

Mrs. Jiang felt relieved and began to murmur whether it hurt or not. She was hypnotizing herself, and she was also hypnotizing Jiang Youlin.

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Youlin picked up the blood-stained brocade handkerchief and picked it for a while, but couldn't find a clean spot, so he had to wipe the saliva around his mouth with his sleeve, then approached Mrs. Jiang and kissed the corner of her mouth gently.

He has light hair and light eyes, and his skin is as white as beautiful porcelain, which is full of halo. Under the light, he is so beautiful that he is transparent and ethereal, but also so fragile that he seems to disappear at the touch of a touch.

"Go back, mother, I'll finish everything."

This gentle mantra restored Mrs. Jiang's consciousness, and she almost ran away.

Jiang Qinfeng, who was hiding in the dark, had his legs and feet numb with fear.

The scene just now reminded him of a short cartoon he had seen before, in which the mother loved her child so much that she finally swallowed her child.

There is also that kind of crazy love in Mrs. Jiang's eyes, which is strong, terrifying and desperate.
Chapter completed!