This hand was so familiar. It had caressed his head countless times and hugged him countless times.
This thin and slender hand had worked hard to hold up the short sky for him every day in the past.
Because of her, he felt that there was still warmth in this world.
Spicy Strip thought that he was dreaming.
He bit the tip of her tongue.
The pain hit him instantly.
Spicy Strip's face revealed an expression that wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. It was true. Mommy was finally awake…
He turned his body carefully and finally saw Mo Yangyang's sleeping face.
In the past few days, every time Spicy Strip opened his eyes, he would see Mo Yang with her eyes closed. He was afraid and terrified.
Actually, he was not strong at all. He was very timid and afraid…Because he knew that if his mother was really gone, he would not have the courage to continue living.
The Spicy Strip swallowed twice and stretched out its trembling hand.
