Feng Jingchen and I are deeply immersed in self-blame, but we have matured. After the baptism of life and death, we have put aside everything. We know who our enemy is, and the struggle is burning, but I still
I didn’t tell Feng Jingchen everything that happened between me and the God of Death.
"Rui, where did you say you wanted to take me?"
Yes, because of the momentary grief, I almost forgot that I wanted to take Feng Jingchen to meet the mother of the God of Death: "Take you to meet someone." Feng Jingchen didn't ask any more questions, and I didn't explain much. According to my memory, I
Feng Jingchen pointed to the residence of Death's mother.
"This is?"
"Chen, get out of the car." After I said that, I got out of the car. At the door of the villa, no one from the maids stopped me, because it seemed that the maids regarded me as the wife of the God of Death during the last visit.
"Miss Su."
"Please take me to see my aunt." After I said that, the maid took Feng Jingchen and me to the door of Death's mother's room, and then the maid left.
I took a deep breath and looked at Feng Jingchen: "Chen, the person inside is the mother of the God of Death."
After I finished speaking, Feng Jingchen's eyes immediately showed anger: "Why did you bring me here?"
"Chen, Death's mother probably knows your father!"
"My father?" Feng Jingchen's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. I could see that he longed for his family, but he didn't know how to face them, and the woman inside was the mother of his enemy.
I knocked on the door and pushed open the door of Death's mother's bedroom. Death's mother was still sitting on the chair looking out the window. As I entered, Death's mother looked towards the door, and then her eyes showed anger. She
He walked towards me quickly: "You are the girlfriend of that dirty kid from last time, right? What are you doing here again?" Death's mother asked me angrily.
"I am not your son's daughter..."
Before I could finish my words, Death's mother gave me a slap in the face: "That dirty child is not my son." Seeing this situation, Feng Jingchen, who was originally outside the house, rushed in quickly.
"What are you doing?" Feng Jingchen asked Death's mother angrily. At this time, I saw Death's mother's originally angry eyes filled with joy and sadness.
"Long Tian! Long Tian!" The god of death's mother fell into Feng Jingchen's arms, and Feng Jingchen was stunned.
"Wait a minute..." Feng Jingchen didn't know what to do now, but the God of Death's mother hugged Feng Jingchen tightly and kept crying.
"Long Tian! Long Tian! I know you are not dead. I know you will definitely come to pick me up, Long Tian! Our child... our child... was lost by Shamu..." No, what is the God of Death?
What is the mother talking about? Isn't his child the God of Death? Why is it said that he was still dropped? Who is Sham? Is the father of the God of Death? My mind is almost in confusion, and I think Feng Jingchen's mind is also in confusion.
Right? I looked at Feng Jingchen, and his expression surprised me. His eyes were full of excitement and joy. Why did he have this expression?
"Mom...Mom...you are my mother?" Feng Jingchen called the God of Death's mother, "Mom"? What's going on? The God of Death's mother released her hands that were tightly hugging Feng Jingchen. The woman in front of her was as beautiful as a fairy.
, but her eyes are indeed so bright and penetrating now.
"Are you... my child?" Death's mother caressed Feng Jingchen's face with affection.