"Don't look anymore, your mother, she's already..." Nezha hadn't finished speaking when Chen Nuo covered his mouth.
"Don't talk nonsense."
It was indeed too cruel to bluntly tell a child that their loved one had died, even though it was something that had to be communicated sooner or later. Chen Nuo didn't want the child to be informed without any preparation.
"My mother, she's not coming back, is she?" the young child said calmly.
"She..." Chen Nuo originally wanted to use other words to conceal the truth, but looking at the child's young and calm face, she suddenly found herself unable to say anything.
She could only nod her head, telling the child, "Yeah, she's not coming back."
"Oh." The child nodded, patted the dirt off their clothes, gathered the things on the ground, placed them on the table, and then looked at Chen Nuo with large eyes.
