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Xiao Tong didn't even have time to think before she felt the cold atmosphere behind her made her sad.

It was as if she was relying on something in the vast sky. Xiao Tong leaned on that huge child's shoulder and suddenly felt that in the future, there would be nothing that could make her sad.

When Si Han saw this scene, he also felt a different kind of warmth in his heart. At this moment, there were too many things he wanted to tell this woman. This woman with a soft heart wanted to tell him all of his stories.

"Xiao Tong, do you know why I have been trying so hard to find the person who killed my mother?"

Xiao Tong lost interest for a moment. There seemed to be no answer to such a question, but in other words, it seemed to have a very clear answer.

As the child that his mother doted on, he would definitely avenge his mother. However, the next sentence that Si Han said made Xiao Tong a little puzzled. So he turned out to be someone with a story.

"The death of my mother was a boundary in my life. Before this, I had never thought that I would have such a life."

Xiao Tong smiled as her warm hands gradually approached her. Her gentle voice made people want to hug her with all their might.

"Xiao Tong, what exactly were you doing in your life before you were ten years old?"

Si Han's large, rough hands rubbed her head, which was covered in hair. When he laughed, it actually made people's hearts feel different.

So this Demon King of Confusion actually also had such a moment.

Si Han patted her head and leaned gently against her ear, softly telling her what he wanted to say.

As Xiao Tong thought back, her eyes became empty and long. As for herself before she was ten years old, she was nothing but chaos.

How could Si Han not understand that the first time he had appeared by her side, he had felt as if they had met at first sight?

It turned out that he was in a difficult situation, to think that he would still have such a difficult time.

"Before I was ten, I was sold to a distant place."

She didn't want to write too much about her past, but it was all too real. Every time she woke up in a dream, she would wake up with a bloody reality in her mind.

Everything was over. Xiao Tong narrowed her eyes as she looked at everything in the distance.

The man beside her held her hand, gentle and powerful.

Hearing Xiao Tong's teasing words, his hand suddenly grabbed her wrist. He used all his strength to glare at her. Why did he feel as if his heart had been ruthlessly pierced the moment Xiao Tong said those words?

He narrowed his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to go back to a long, long time ago.

At the beginning, there was a resplendent cry.

A mischievous child was holding a small ball, staring blankly at the faces of the people around him. Everything was white. In the middle of the hall, a young woman was lying there obediently.

That was precisely when Si Han was the youngest. Looking at the woman lying in the very center of the room, his heart unexpectedly had a different meaning.

Just what had he done wrong? Why did his mother leave just like that?

The only thing left was this pure and solemn white, making it impossible for him to miss her.

There was a woman walking up to him. She was so young, with a high nose bridge and a tall figure.

He squatted down and stroked Shearman's head, speaking to him in a very intimate tone.

"Han Han Han, don't cry, it's my turn to take care of you. You don't have a mother anymore, I'm your other mother."

Even though it was just a small grade, he knew what kind of attitude to maintain in this place.

He hated the woman in front of him. He hated the strong smell of her powdered flesh on his body. If he did that, he would feel an unavoidable pressure.

"I don't want you to be my mother. Say, are you the one who killed my mother?"

The students finally understood the meaning of grief. They cried so hard that they couldn't even speak. Their ears were already filled with rumbling sounds.

Si Han pretended not to think about anything and closed his eyes, but his tender brows were tightly furrowed. He didn't even have the strength to counterattack.

He saw the woman's face turn red, then she gently bit her lips.

At his young age, he didn't even understand the fate that awaited him.

They only knew that their mother, Mommy, had died in a car accident, and after a short tragedy, the whole family had become a magnificent, flourishing life once again.

Only he himself, immersed in a long and long sorrow, called out his mother's name in his dreams of self-love.

However, due to the sudden appearance of this stepmother and the fact that she was pregnant with a child, she couldn't be frightened anymore. She demanded that Si Han not mention that woman's name again.

Having such a rough time at such a young age, Si Han had originally thought that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to maintain his position in this family.

However, ever since his younger brother was born, everything had changed. Even with the protection of everyone, there was nothing they could do to stop their father's disgust towards him.

Si Han forgot about all this and pretended that he didn't know anything as he stared blankly at the ceiling and the sky.

Later on, he began to be brutally abused. At such a young age, Si Han was insensible and recalled that if someone wanted to treat glutinous rice like this, he must make that person suffer a fate worse than death.

The man quietly finished his sentence.

Through the window, he saw the stars rising up into the sky, filling the entire sky in a blink of an eye.

The man closed his eyes and felt his eyelashes tremble slightly. The moment he opened his mouth, it was filled with life and emptiness.

The sadness and suffering that he had experienced before could now be explained in this way.

After Xiao Tong heard this long string of words, she felt her heart violently beat.

Since when did he encounter such a terrifying life?