Chapter 140： My mother is gone

“Tangtang?”

Tang Wan heard the people around her calling her name, but she seemed to be trapped by an invisible film and couldn't get out at all.

The people around him had gone away, and Tang Wan’s eyes only fell on the photo.

She could hear sounds, but she couldn't move.

In that blurry photo, only the figure of the woman can be seen, but the face cannot be seen clearly.

But Tang Wan's mind automatically made up what she looked like.

The woman's face is not fair, with round eyes and long, slightly curly black hair.

Wear a pair of gloves all year round and hide your whole body in thick clothes.

She doesn’t look pretty, but she has a very comfortable aura about her.

Can't help but make people want to get close to her.

She would hold Tang Wan in her arms and call Tang Wan over and over again in a clear voice: "Baby..."

—The baby should grow up healthily. The world is a beautiful place, and I want you to see it too.

—Baby, isn’t the scenery here nice? It's like spring here all year round, and there are different flowers in each season, competing for spring.

—Baby, mommy loves you so much.

—Baby, mom, I’m sorry for you. You should have had a very good childhood.

—Tangtang, don’t make any sound. You are a good boy. Promise your mother not to talk.

—Mom loves you.

—Mom loves you so much, my baby.

—I'm sorry, my dear.

Tang Wan felt a suffocating feeling spread from the position of his heart.

It hurts!

It was like someone was stabbing his heart with a nail.

The pain was so painful that her tears couldn't stop falling.

She reached out her hand, trying to grab the blurry photo.

She remembered...

That is…

That’s mom!

It’s mom!

The person who was disfigured by sulfuric acid in my memory is my mother!

“Ah!” Tang Wan opened his mouth and made a hoarse and painful sound from his throat.

“Ahhh!”

Mom, her mother!

Her mother had already left when she lost her memory.

She has no mother!

Si Enzhi looked at the little kid who had a sudden emotional breakdown. He was afraid that she would hurt herself if she acted too excitedly, so she hugged Tang Wan carefully and comforted her: "Tangtang? Tangtang won't cry anymore."

Tang Wan seemed to be unable to hear other sounds, and only had the photo in his eyes.

Seeing this, Si Huai let go of his hand and wanted to hand the photo to Tang Wan.

But Tang Wan couldn't bear even this time.

She stretched out her hands to desperately try to grab the quilt on Si Huai's body, and struggled to climb onto the bed.

A small face as big as a palm was stained with tears, and he was holding on to the photo, crying until he was out of breath.

It’s my mother!

Tang Wan tried to open his mouth and call her.

But when she opened her mouth, she could only make a whimpering sound from her throat, but she couldn't scream.

Mother…

my mom…

She hugged the photo as if she was holding the only warmth, and cried until she broke into pieces.

Si Enzhi has never seen this precocious cub looking so uncomfortable.

She turned her head with red eyes to prevent Tang Wan from seeing her tears.

Even Si Huai, who had always been indifferent, could not bear it.

They have also experienced life and death, but they cannot get used to the separation of life and death.

too bitter.

Few people can endure the pain of losing their nearest relative.

Otherwise, why is Si Huai alive like a zombie?

Isn’t it because the person he loves most can’t come back? Fu Wenzhi walked out from the corner, hugged Tang Wan's still trembling body, and said nothing.

It's just that his eyes were a little harsh, and the look he looked at Si Huai was a little evil.

This is the second time.

This is the second time Si Huai has used Tang Wan.

The first time, they asked Tang Wan to go to the prison to talk to Su Li.

The second time, they asked Tang Wan to confirm the identity of the woman in the photo.

At this moment, Fu Wenzhi really had some bad emotions.

But because of the little boy in his arms, he suppressed those gloomy thoughts. He just wiped Tang Wan's tears with a handkerchief, restrained his voice, and coaxed Tang Wan: "I, we are with you."

So, please stop crying.

The little baby in her arms cried so sadly that she opened her mouth, but there was no sound, just the surging sadness that was suffocating her.

Even a monster with extremely low empathy like Fu Wenzhi felt her sadness.

His little body was filled with unprecedented despair.

She has been chasing the figure for many years, but she died long ago in a city that is like spring all year round.

When she lost her memory, her mother turned into the nourishment of the flower of sin. The dirty sludge swallowed her mother's body. Her mother's soul dissipated in the darkness and never returned to the sunlight.

What is left is only a video with a face that cannot be seen clearly, and a vivid Tang Wan, which is the continuation of her life.

Ke Tangwan got a definite answer.

She is not an unloved child.

Her mother loves her very much.

But she has no mother.

Tang Wan was so sad that he fainted while taking a breather.

Si Enzhi wanted to step forward and pick up Tang Wan, but saw Fu Wenzhi's somewhat ferocious expression.

She glanced at her son who felt guilty, and then at the angry Fu Wenzhi. She seemed to understand something and withdrew her hand.

Her eyes were filled with anger, and she was shaking with anger.

“Si Huai! Is this what I taught you?”

“Who allowed you to put these plans on children?”

Si Huai's face turned pale. He looked at Tang Wan who had fainted and wanted to reach out and hug her.

However, as soon as his hand reached into the air, it was slapped away by Fu Wenzhi.

The "pop" sound was really too loud in the ward.

Fu Wenzhi was like a little wild beast, saying: "Don't touch her!"

Si Huai wanted to say something else, but Si Enzhi waved his hand and asked Fu Wenzhi to take Tang Wan out.

“You go next door and rest, I’ll let the doctor come and take a look.”

"Yeah." Fu Wenzhi replied in a muffled voice, then slammed the door and walked out.

At the same time, Si Huai's strange, hoarse voice was isolated.

“I just want to confirm whether she is...”

What is it?

Fu Wenzhi didn’t hear clearly.

But he has a way to know.

Tang Wan, who was in a coma, was very uneasy and frowned, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

She was locked up again, with only a small gap in front of her eyes.

Those people had axes in their hands and were chopping at home.

They wore masks and sunglasses on their faces, and they were also wearing identical black clothes.

They are about the same height and have similar hairstyles, and it is impossible to tell who is who.

However, under the bright moon, Tang Wan saw the man who killed his mother raise his hand, revealing a tattoo on his wrist.

That's a snake.

A green ground python!

"ah!"

Tang Wan opened his eyes suddenly and gasped for air.

She turned her head and looked outside.

The moon tonight is also so bright.