Lin Qianqian broke into a sweat and instinctively raised her right leg, just in time to catch her son who fell from his shoulder.
Fortunately, Colin had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed his mother's clothes tightly and sat on her lap.
He barely managed to stop the downward movement, but in panic, the dagger in his hand flew out.
A series of changes made his whole body tremble.
In fact, for a two-and-a-half-year-old child, climbing to a height of 1.7 meters is a matter of great courage.
And Colin did it, and did it without fear.
Just because of the pressing situation, he had no choice but to save his mother in this way.
When he slips and falls, even though he is more mature than his peers, he still feels scared.
He hugged his mother's arms tightly, buried his little face in it, and was about to cry.
Seeing this, Lin Qianqian's heart ached, and she felt particularly aggrieved and sad.
This time, she harmed her son, not only putting him in danger, but also letting him do dangerous things.
It was her fault, she didn't protect him properly.
She is very unqualified as a mother.
While blaming herself, Lin Qianqian felt a tingling sensation in her chest.
When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw a bloody gash from the collar to the lower part of his arm, and blood seeped out from under his skin.
The clothes were torn, and the straps of the underwear inside were also broken, exposing a large area of snow-white skin, and the soft snow could be vaguely seen.
The blood dyed her snow-white softness red, which was so shocking.
It turned out that when her son fell down, the dagger in his hand accidentally cut her.
She closed her eyes and endured the pain in her chest.
She thought she must be in a very embarrassed state now.
I was soaked all over, then my clothes were torn, the straps of my underwear were broken, and the wounds were bleeding.
And she was still hanging by her hands. Because it had been a long time, there was a faint numbness and pain in her shoulders and arms.
Then the dagger fell, and the son was frightened. Someone outside the door was about to break in.
What could be more helpless, bitter and desperate than her like this?
Colin looked up in shock and saw the red color on his mother's chest.
He was startled, and hurriedly reached out to press Lin Qianqian's wound, exclaiming: "Mommy, you are bleeding."
In addition to panic and fear, Colin felt very guilty and guilty.
Why is he so bad at little things?
Not only was he unable to save his mother, he also injured her.
He hated himself for not being strong enough or capable enough to protect his mother.
The little boy was depressed and defeated like never before.
"Colin is really useless, he can't save mommy." He stood up, put his arm around his mother's neck, and pressed his mother's wound with one hand.
She buried her face in her mother's chest and began to cry.
As the saying goes, mother and son are connected, Lin Qianqian sensed her son's sadness, she smiled and comforted: "Colin is very good, mommy is fine..."
"No, it's Colin who is useless."
"It's no use mommy, she didn't protect you well."
"It's Colin."
"It's mommy..."
Bang——.
Bang——.
Two different sounds in succession interrupted the mother and son's fight for the moment.
The first sound was the sound of the door being kicked, and the latter sound was the sound of the iron door falling to the ground.
The door collapsed.
Standing outside the door was an unusually tall and gloomy figure, slightly bent over, holding his hands on the door frame, panting like an ox.
The eyes like jackals burst out with a murderous gaze.