"I don't want to... I won't leave! I want to stay with my mother!"
"There's no time… you… you hide under the bed first…"
The four-year-old was pushed under the bed by his mother.
He saw a pair of exquisite boots step inside, above them was a leather skirt, beyond that he couldn't see.
However, he heard a voice icy and distant, as if it resonated over rivers, or as if it were snow from the ninth heaven.
"It's time for you to depart."
The woman said.
"Unexpectedly, even you came to send me off. Was this all your doing? Haven't you thought that if he can depose me today for someone else, he can abandon you for someone else tomorrow."
"I'm different from you, my fate will never be controlled by a man."
"Is that so? But you, like me, are both pitiable people, Ayimulan."
The Capital City began to rain heavily without anyone knowing when.
Chen Long endured the lacerations of memories again and again in the rain.
Ayimulan... Ayimulan...
Ayimulan!!!
"Brother!"
