Just a few days ago, her consciousness was briefly clear. During dinner, she hugged him with tears in her eyes——
"I'm sorry... Arlo... I can't bear it anymore... I'm sorry... Arlo... I will always love you...
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He should have been alert earlier, but he was too young at the time to understand this. When he asked with confusion, his mother's consciousness had fallen into chaos again.
He clearly remembered that that winter night, like tonight, it was snowing heavily.
When he heard his father's loud and angry roar in the house, and the subsequent beating with fists and kicks, his mother tried her best to suppress the painful moans.
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He immediately crossed the corridor and ran over. He should have arrived quickly to protect his mother, but he went too slowly.
Yesi Luo will always remember that night, when he rushed through the corridor and rushed to his mother's bedroom——
I saw my mother wearing thin pajamas, holding up a hard, half-broken porcelain vase in her hand. On the ground, my father was naked, with blood on his head and face, lying in a pool of blood.
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"Mommy..." He was shocked and instinctively rushed over, wanting to hug his shivering mother.
"Don't come over, don't come over..." The mother waved the porcelain bottle in her hand, her eyes blurred, and she didn't recognize him at all.
"Mommy, I am Aluo. I am your son Aluo. Put down the vase in your hand first. Put it down and listen to me slowly..." He carefully stretched out his arms and walked step by step.
He went forward to comfort his mother who was covered in bruises and was in a state of madness.
When there was only one step away, the mother dropped the porcelain bottle in her hand, suddenly brushed away his figure, and rushed outside quickly.
"Mommy..." He ran out immediately.
It was freezing cold and snowing heavily outside. My mother was so thinly dressed and suffered so many injuries. She would definitely get sick if she ran out!
Behind him, his father stood up unsteadily, "Bitch!" he cursed angrily, took out a pistol from the drawer, and chased after him staggeringly.
Mother ran all the way, panicking, but the entire Leng Yu residence was full of Ye Xiaotian's people.
Behind him were Yesi Luo, whose face was full of tears, and behind him were Ye Xiaotian, whose head was covered with blood and his face was stained with blood, and his eyes were fierce, as well as the gang of Ye Xiaotian's men.
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Finally, the mother was forced to the dense forest at the back of Leng Yu's house.
This forest is a natural barrier for the entire Leng Yuzhai. There are swamps, poisonous insects, and snakes and ants in it. Once you step in, it will be very dangerous.
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"Mommy..." Yesilo screamed loudly, standing not far away in the forest with tears streaming down his face, looking at his mother almost crazily.
Ai Lengyu slowly turned around, but it seemed that she could not see her only son - the small Yesi Luo, who was standing outside the woods with a large group of people, so nervous and frightened that he was about to burst into tears.
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Almost at the same time, the gun in my father's hand rang out, and as a plume of smoke came out of the gun, my mother slowly fell to the ground.