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1402 If you don't leave me, you won't abandon me 10

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Yang Zimei just hugged Xue Hu and sat on the stone bench at the door, waiting for any news from the Long brothers and sisters.

Xiao Qian ran to play with Ripple.

After a while, Long Zhutian walked out holding Long Zhuiyue's hand.

Long Zhuiyue's face no longer had the gloomy look before, replaced by a satisfied smile.

Long Zhutian, on the other hand, carefully protected her and told her to raise her legs when crossing the threshold.

A very beautiful picture of brother and sister.

"Meimei——"

Long Zhutian saw her, took Long Zhuiyue's hand and came to her, "I want to see my mother."

"Um."

Yang Zimei stood up and led the two of them to the room where Long Caiyun lived.

Unexpectedly, Long Caiyun has been watching at the door.

She seems to have been specially dressed today and looks very energetic.

When she saw Long Zhuiyue and Long Zhutian, her legs went weak and she almost couldn't stand.

Sadako hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her.

Long Zhutian also saw her.

His steps were frozen, and his expression was not as excited and nervous as when he saw Long Zhuiyue just now, but instead was unexpectedly calm.

This kind of calmness is a bit suffocating.

His black and blue eyes just kept looking at Long Caiyun calmly, as if looking at a stranger.

Yang Zimei was very confused by his look.

It was not like this when I mistakenly recognized Long Zhuiyue as my mother. Now I saw my real mother, but she looked so strange and cold.

"Brother, why don't you move?"

Long Zhuiyue also felt the atmosphere was strange and asked hurriedly.

After Long Caiyun was straightened up by Sadako, he looked at Long Zhutian motionlessly, and finally burst into tears. He stretched out his hands and shouted hoarsely, "Tian'er, Tian'er, is it really you?"

Hearing the long-lost word Tian'er, Long Zhutian's indifferent expression froze.

However, he remained motionless, just looking at Long Caiyun like that.

"Brother, it's mom's voice. Mom is calling you."

Long Zhuiyue pushed Long Zhutian's hand and said, "Go quickly, mother has been waiting for you."

Long Zhutian walked over mechanically, walked up to Long Caiyun, and looked down at the woman with an abnormally gray face in front of him.

This is his mother!

On the surface, he looked calm, but in fact, his heart was screaming fiercely at this time.

However, my mother, who had been suppressed for more than twenty years, still couldn't cry out.

The woman in front of him was familiar yet unfamiliar, making him feel more nostalgic and timid.

In his impression, his mother should still look as young as chasing the moon.

Now he is suddenly old, thin and frail, with a strange aura about him.

This made him unable to accept it for a while.

"Tian'er, Tian'er——"

Long Caiyun cried and reached out to touch his body.

When she discovered that he only had one arm, her expression completely collapsed, "Tian'er, where is your hand? Who cut off your hand? It's all because of my mother's incompetence. She couldn't protect you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

As Long Caiyun spoke, he fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

Long Zhutian's eyes gradually became moist, and his memories were brought back to more than twenty years ago.

At that time, whenever he was bullied and beaten until his whole body was bruised, his mother would hug him heartbrokenly, guiltily accusing her of being incompetent and unable to protect him, and constantly saying sorry to him.

"It's not you who's sorry for me, it's the man who asked you to give birth to me!"

This sentence came out of Long Zhutian's mouth.

When he was a child, whenever his mother said she was sorry to him, he would say such words with an air of resentment toward a certain man.

Now, these words blurted out unconsciously.

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