late at night.

Gently closing the door of her room, Yao Lesi carried the candlestick and came to the dolls' room.

The six little dolls have all changed their clothes and are lying on the bed.

She walked through the empty passage in the middle of the small beds on both sides.

The flame on the candlestick swayed in the breeze as she moved around, flickering on and off.

However, this change in light did not disturb any of the little dolls' sleep.

Even though he was as alert as Yang Ling, he slept very deeply and didn't react at all.

After looking at them one by one, Yao Lesi turned around and left the room.

She held up her skirt and continued up the stairs.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door of the alchemy room.

She stretched out her slender fingers and fiddled with the strange-shaped clock on the door.

When the hour hand pointed to six, the lock suddenly popped up and the door opened to both sides.

A completely different scene from what Su Mu saw today appeared in this space.

Yao Lesi walked in slowly.

The door closed behind her, like a loyal guard, firmly guarding the deepest secrets of the house behind her.

"Today Jenny asked me about other people's affairs." Putting down the candlestick, Yao Lesi sat in the rocking chair and said to the person in front of her as if she was having a normal conversation.

She had a smile on her face, as if she was truly sharing her joy, and her whole body was filled with a warm atmosphere.

However, her mood was high, but the person in the room did not answer her words. He just lay on the big bed and leafed through the books in his hands indifferently.

She didn't respond, and Yao Lesi wasn't angry either. She just continued, "When she mentioned it, I realized that so many years had passed in the blink of an eye."

As she spoke, she chuckled, "Do you still remember what they look like?"

As if he had been stabbed in some painful spot, the man on the bed suddenly closed the book in his hand, making a very violent sound in the empty room.

This reaction did not disturb Yao Lesi's interest. She smiled and propped up her chin, looked at Tamusa on the bed, and said as if she suddenly realized something.

"Look what question I'm asking. As a "mother", how could you forget what your child looks like!"

"No wonder you are angry." She smiled coquettishly and said, "I'm sorry, Mom, it was my fault."

However, this title with infinite beautiful meaning seemed to touch the thing in Tamusha's heart that she least wanted to recall. She raised her head and stared at Yao Lesi with a pair of almost dead eyes.

"Get out!"

The hoarse and sad voice came from her throat, and it was no longer as pleasant as it once was.

As her emotions fluctuated, large pieces of skin that looked like dead tree bark fell from her once delicate and beautiful face and hit the bed.

Blood as dazzling as lava flowed from the place where the old skin had fallen off, and fell on the quilt drop by drop.

Yao Lesi's expression remained unchanged.

"Don't be so cold. It was you who gave me a good start and made me feel that I should be a good mother. Now that I have raised a child, of course I want to share my parenting experience with you. It's me.

Did you say something wrong? Why don't you want to hear it?"
Chapter completed!