"Don't you do everything for this poor and kind child? You're really willing to beat him like this?" Wu Meijiao said faintly.
"But he shouldn't be so rude to you!" ouxiong always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say why.
"He did it just to protect me!"
It was still a placid voice, but ouxiong and ouyujie could hardly breathe.
Ouxiong held his breath for a long time before he tentatively smiled and said, "what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Ouxiong, don't hide any more! In fact, three years ago, I knew you poisoned the milk you gave me every day!"
"What?!" ouyujie looked up at her in shock. He just thought she was too terrible.
Knowing that her husband poisoned her every day, she drank the cup of poisonous milk quietly every day. Is there a bigger conspiracy waiting for them?
Because of fear, his hand around her waist suddenly loosened and was about to retreat, but she suddenly hugged him tightly and said gently, "don't go! Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone!"
"I don't understand..." he was held to death by her and couldn't break free.
And ouxiong sat down on the chair and looked at her in amazement, unable to speak.
"Silly boy! I've treated you as my own son. Haven't you ever felt it? Because of you, I know that the glass of milk is poisonous, and I still drink it with a smile. I'm willing to take your father's eyes that want me to die as a gaze of love, and I'm willing to know that he often secretly runs to meet your mother, and pretends that he has only me in his heart!" Wu Meijiao's voice and face were calm, even with a smile, but the tears in her eyes continued to flow down.
"I don't understand..." he still can't understand.
Isn't he the son of the woman she hates most?
I can't hate it! How can I really love you as my own son?
How could he be willing to drink poisonous milk every day for him?
"Your eyebrow bones, your eyes, your nose, your lips, every part of your body are very much like my dead son! You are so similar, just like a mold! Because of you, I feel that my child has never died at all! I want to hate you, but I can't hate you! I can't help loving you! You have my son's soul in your body, even more With his dying exhortation! Do you know what he said when he died, holding my hand? "Speaking of her dead son, her voice finally choked and changed tone.
"What did you say?" he asked stupidly.
"He said, mom, don't cry! I'm still alive! My soul will be attached to my brother and love you forever! Please treat him as well as me!" at this point, she finally fell down on ou Yujie and cried.
"Ouxiong" is completely petrified.
The image of his son, who died early and painfully, suddenly appeared in his mind.
For the first time, he threw himself into his arms, smiled and opened his dark eyes and called Dad for the first time.
He fell to the ground and broke the skin on his knee, but he stood up bravely, smiled and said it didn't matter to him.
Seeing him hiding alone in his study, he climbed up to him, raised his small hand, gently wiped the tears from his eyes, put his small mouth together and kissed him.