It was raining heavily.

In the cold hall of Gu'ansen.

Chains spread from the dark pillars around the hall, and they all converged on a little boy in the center of the hall.

His limbs, shoulders, and even his chest were pierced by these chains, and his whole body was like a puppet hanging in the air in the center of the hall.

Scarlet blood flowed down from these pierced wounds, dripping along the chains on the ground, winding like a realistic blood-colored oil painting, exuding a violent and bloody beauty.

He was too tired, and the heavy blood loss made his head drowsy, and he felt a lot of figures coming and dissipating in front of him.

Their eyes were either greedy, fierce, or hideous, and they were lingering everywhere on the boy, as if the poor had seen gold flowing out of the cracks of the rocks.

The boy couldn't see their appearance clearly, but he could feel the desire that they could hardly hide.

This desire is as deep as the sea, and is as turbulent as a thrilling craze.

A woman in a palace dress stumbled over from the crowd. Her seemingly weak body was fierce like a lion, rushing the crowd fiercely away.

Finally she came to the little boy.

He stood on tiptoe, reached out his hand, and trembledly touched the little boy's cheek.

The little boy's drowsy eyes were focused for the first time.

That was a very beautiful woman, that was his mother.

The woman's pale and beautiful face was full of sadness, but the firmness in her beautiful eyes could not help but touch.

"Aye, you have to remember that no one can judge you, even if this world exists because of your birth, you are unique.

Go to sleep, my child, when you wake up, you will eventually sit on the black throne and trample that man hard on his feet until the day he dies."

The woman's voice was like crying and complaining, and it seemed like she was urging a stern curse on the man.

A low and bloodthirsty sneer suddenly echoed around.

The boy looked around, and they were faces hidden deep in the darkness. Their figures were hazy and unreal, like puppets, or like twisted snakes hissing as they spit out letters.

In an instant, blazing white lightning broke through the deep night sky and illuminated the bright golden pupils.

How noble and supreme that is, but also as hideous as the evil ghost in hell.

The woman turned around coldly and shouted at the figures in the dark, "No one can judge my children! You damn monsters!"

Those faces became cold, as if they were being angered.

In an instant, chains shot out from the darkness like snakes, instantly piercing through the woman's delicate body.

The woman covered in blood turned her head and smiled sadly at the boy behind her, "Aye, you must... remember."

"No!"

The boy looked sad and let out a wild beast roar to hug the woman who was about to fall in front of him.

The chains that pierced his body all broke into powder.

There were screams of fear around.

...

"No!"

In a bamboo house.

Qin Ye woke up like a nightmare from the wooden bed, and subconsciously kept the movement of spreading his arms to hug him.

I felt a gentle body being held in his arms, and the tide of sadness in his heart made him subconsciously hug the other person tightly.

Until a moment later, the woman in her arms made a weak murmur.

Qin Ye was stunned. The fragrance of gardenia was filled with the wings of his nose. It was the fragrance emitted by a shower gel that Xia Xiaohe often used. He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was hugged tightly in his arms.

"Mother."

Looking at the beautiful woman with a lot of dark chocolate ice cream on both sides of her lips, isn’t this his mother Xia Xiaohe?

But even though the other party had been shot and died, he was by his side, feeling Xia Xiaohe's life passing like a tide, and finally lying coldly on the ground and never waking up again.

Is it a dream?

But everything in front of him was so real that he could smell the bitter and sweet smell of the dark chocolate ice cream in the woman's hand.

Xia Xiaohe was shocked by Qin Ye's sudden hug. She raised her hands high and let the boy hug her tightly, not daring to move.

Not long ago, while licking the ice cream, she lowered her head and slowly looked at the boy's sleeping face. At some point, she saw the boy's eyelashes move, so she subconsciously put them on to see what was going on.

Then he was hugged by the boy who woke up from the nightmare.

"Mom, mom is here." Xia Xiaohe stretched out his hand and clumsyly patted Qin Ye's head.

Although she was stupid, she could feel the sadness in the boy's heart.

This boy seemed to be her son, and the boy kept telling her this.

"elder brother!"

Qin Xiaolin, who was sleeping by the bedside, was awakened. After seeing Qin Ye who woke up, he rushed over and hugged the latter's waist tightly.

"Little Rin."

"Brother, you finally woke up. I thought you didn't want us anymore."

Qin Xiaolin cried with pear blossoms in the rain.

"Aren't brother fine?" Qin Ye said with a wry smile, and then looked at Xia Xiaohe beside him, "Xiao Lin, mom..."

"Brother, mom is fine. Grandpa Schneider arranged us here. He said that the one who hit my mother was an anesthesia bomb. After being shot, my mother just fainted temporarily. Mom, wuwu..."

Qin Xiaolin started crying again as he spoke.

Xia Xiaohe was shot in front of her eyes. At that moment, she really thought the other party was dead. The strong sadness surged in, almost making her faint.

When she woke up, she faintly heard the humming songs coming from her ears.

In my memory, it was a nursery rhyme that Xia Xiaohe once hummed for her. When she was very young, she often cried, so Xia Xiaohe would use her singing to comfort her.

From Qin Ye’s description and the photos of Xia Xiaohe wearing cool clothes and holding a cigarette at home, we also know how cool and rebellious she was once, but it was such a woman who was so gentle when she was coaxing her child to sleep.

Xia Xiaohe really left this time. Qin Xiaolin remembered the scene of her mother being shot and killed not long ago. However, before she could be sad again, she felt that her clothes pocket was rubbing around with her hands.

She opened her eyes and happened to see Xia Xiaohe who was secretly rummaging over whether there was chocolate in her pocket.

The latter saw her awake, as if a thief was discovered to steal something, and he was about to escape, but the next moment he was hugged by Qin Xiaolin, who was crying.

"So it's an anesthesia bomb."

Qin Ye said in a deep tone.

Looking at the woman beside her licking the dark chocolate ice cream with her little mouth, he reached out and patted the other person on the head, who took the ice cream to his mouth.

Under the expectation of the woman's eyes, Qin Ye took a bite.

"Sweet, is it sweet?" Xia Xiaohe asked with his head tilted.

"sweet!"

The sweet smell of ice cream slowly melted in his mouth, and Qin Ye hugged Xia Xiaohe and Qin Xiaolin tightly in his arms.

Fenriel next to him also shook his tail and came closer.

This warm scene made Qin Ye feel unreal in a trance. After experiencing all these changes, he became more aware of his own situation and his own abilities.

He is far from as strong as he imagined. He wants to become stronger at all costs.

Just as Qin Ye was secretly swearing in his heart, an old man's voice came from outside the door.

"I hope I will not disturb your warm time."
Chapter completed!