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"Xiaotao, stop playing. It's time for our nap." Mother Leng came out of the bathroom and ordered the little girl who was playing with toys in the living room.

The little girl got up from the ground and the ball in her hand rolled to the corner of the sofa.

"Auntie, I'm here!"

The little girl took the hand towel from her mother and washed her hands carefully.

Mother Leng smiled and touched the little girl's head. "Xiao Tao is so good!" She murmured to herself, "When will you be willing to call me mom?"

Leng's mother wrung out the hand towel and hung it on the shelf in the bathroom.

The little girl obediently covered herself with the quilt, occupying a small corner of the 1.8-meter bed, with her eyes closed naturally. However, her cold mother lying beside her could tell from her trembling eyelashes that she was not actually asleep.

She picked up a storybook on the cabinet next to the bed, turned to a page in the middle, and read aloud softly in a low voice.

"Today we are going to tell the story of Ma Liang, the magic brush. Once upon a time..."

After finishing a story, Leng's mother looked down. The little girl was truly asleep. She gently closed the book, leaned close to Xiao Tao's rosy face, listened to her even breathing, and felt her tense nerves relax.

When Leng Wanyan was little, she often told her stories, but she would never fall asleep after hearing just one story. She would pester Leng's mother to tell her many stories, or repeat the same story over and over again. Finally, after Leng's mother's coaxing and tricking, little Wanyan reluctantly closed her eyes.

She began to recall the past days again, and Leng's mother sighed deeply. She had never deliberately counted the days since her daughter left, but she knew clearly that this was the 267th day without her daughter.

In the transparent vase on the table were Leng Wanyan's favorite champagne roses, and in the sealed bag in the refrigerator were Leng Wanyan's favorite dumplings.

She cried again, and her eyes were covered with tears.

"Are you Xiaotao's new mother?"

She seemed to hear some sound in her daze, and through her slightly opened eyes, Leng's mother saw two unfamiliar faces. She sat up from the bed in surprise, looking at the two people, a man and a woman, who broke into her house for some reason, in fear.

"Who are you?" Leng's mother quickly protected the sleeping Xiaotao behind her.

A strong smell of blood hit her face, and the woman opposite her moved closer to her.

Mother Leng was so frightened that her breathing stopped and her heart started pounding.

She tried to calm herself down, Xiaotao still needed her protection.

The woman smiled creepily, "You ask who we are? We are Xiaotao's parents!"

"really?"

"But...but...you are not..."

"Yeah, it's so boring down there, so boring! Her father and I are so lonely down there without our daughter to play with. Let Xiao Tao come and keep us company!"

"No, no, no!" Leng's mother protested loudly. She felt that none of this was real. How could there be ghosts in the world? That's right! There are no ghosts in the world. Everything in front of her must be her hallucination.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Mother Leng slapped herself a few times, but she could clearly feel the stinging sensation on her face, and the man and woman in front of her did not disappear.

The woman placed her defeated hand on her cheek, and the cold hand moved little by little, stroking the red and swollen area.

Every blow made Leng's mother tremble with fear.

She couldn't help but tremble all over and couldn't speak.

She dialed "110" tremblingly.

Beep!

There was a busy tone on the other end of the line.

When she looked up, she saw the woman squatting beside Xiaotao with blood in her eyes, smiling at her.

"Ahhh!" Leng's mother was so frightened that she knelt on the bed and kowtowed to the woman. "Take my life! I'll go downstairs to accompany you!"

She clasped her hands together and begged desperately: "Xiao Tao, she is still a child and has a long way to go. Please let her go."

"I know what it feels like to lose a child, but those who are still alive must live well!"

"She has already lost her parents at such a young age. Do you still want her to lose her life?"

Leng's mother advised with tears and snot, but as soon as she finished speaking, the woman's hand in the air stopped.

Mother Leng was stunned for a moment, then took a step closer.

Won’t Xiaotao’s mother take Xiaotao away?

She knew that Xiaotao's mother would not be so cruel and would definitely let Xiaotao continue to live.

The woman's hand suddenly grabbed Leng Mu's shoulder and looked at her with a strange smile.

"I've seen your daughter downstairs. Her name is Wanyan, right? She seems easy to control. Since you don't want Xiaotao to come down to accompany us, then we should go find her and play."

Do not!

Leng's mother screamed in her heart, but her mouth couldn't open.

She had already taken away her daughter's freedom, so how could she let her be imprisoned because of her? Mother Leng wiped away her tears and had already made up her mind.

She got out of bed, took a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and returned to the bedroom. She pointed the knife at her neck.

"I'll go down with you. Please don't hurt my daughter anymore. She was unhappy because of me. Please let her be happy down there.

I... I already know I was wrong. Xiaotao has been adopted for such a long time, but she has never called me mom. I just wanted to give the child time to adapt, let her follow her own ideas, and do what she wants to do.

I don't want her to become the second Wanyan. I just want her to be healthy and happy.

The teacher at the welfare home said that you loved her very much when you were alive. Loving her does not necessarily mean keeping her by your side, as long as she lives a good life.

So, please, let me go down with you. The child is innocent, don't hurt her."

The woman glanced at the man, and the panic on his face was obvious. She glared at him, cleared her throat and said:

"You talk nicely, but how do we know if what you say is true? We still need..."

"Okay! Since you don't believe what I say, I'll show you!"

Wow!

Blood gushed out of Leng Mu's neck, and she could feel her body getting colder and colder.

The second before she closed her eyes, she saw Xiaotao sleeping soundly on the bed and smiled with relief.

Mother Leng looked at her predecessor on the ground, without a trace of regret in her heart. She looked up at Xiao Tao's parents and said:

"Whatever you want me to do, I can do it. So, what do you want to play?"

The man couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and the woman came forward and hugged him. The two of them hugged each other for a long time under Leng's mother's astonished gaze.

After the two separated, they still held each other's hands and walked towards Leng's mother with red eyes.