Hearing Qian Sisi's voice, the woman also froze, as if her machinery had rusted, turning her body with extreme difficulty to see a young boy who looked like his soul had been sucked out.
The woman's eyes underwent drastic changes.
Guilt, pain, reluctance, heartache... until her gaze turned cold again.
Erhu's fist, quietly clenched at his side, then tightened, his fingernails nearly piercing his palms.
Then he couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, uncontrollably rushing forward to hug the woman's legs, "Mom, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please don't abandon me! Don't abandon me, I was wrong..."
The panicked young boy could only repeat "don't abandon me" and "I was wrong" over and over.
He didn't know what he had done wrong that made his biological mother say something as harsh as "don't want him," let alone whether admitting his mistakes would bring her change of heart.
