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Chapter 1878 The winter of that year(2/2)

Even if the cats and dogs in the house are sick, they shouldn't be so indifferent!

That night, Ye Luanfeng was on his deathbed.

Lan Tingyu stayed beside the bed every step of the way.

"Yu'er..." Ye Luanfeng was extremely weak.

"Mother, please stop talking. You need to rest more. I have begged the great master, but he ignored me. Mother, what should I do?"

"Yu'er... Mother is leaving. I'm sorry. Mother shouldn't have given birth to you. Mother should have strangled you to death when you were just born. In this way, you don't have to suffer so much. But, mother

Dear you, my mother can’t bear to part with you, so promise me not to hate my mother, okay?”

"The most beloved thing in Yu'er's heart is her mother. Yu'er will never hate her mother!" said the little guy.

Ye Luanfeng continued: "There is a dagger on the bedside. This is the only thing my mother can leave to you. If one day, you can't bear it anymore, just kill yourself and don't suffer like this again. If in the future,

You can grow up, but if you can't be self-reliant, don't get married or have children. Don't hurt them anymore, promise mother..."

"Mom, I promise you, I promise you anything!" The little guy burst into tears.

"If possible, you don't want to be like your father. You want to be a good person. Especially, don't hurt other good people. Promise your mother..."

"I promise you, mother..."

The next morning, Lan Xiuxin heard that Ye Luanfeng had died last night.

Lan Xiuxin did not dare to go near the hut, for fear of hearing the desperate cry of the immature child and for fear of seeing his eyes.

This world is cruel, and they have never treated that little guy kindly.

Lan Xiuxin could only do her best to give the little guy a little warmth and help. What she didn't know was that that thick robe helped Lan Tingyu survive the coldest winter.

She didn't know that she would help Lan Tingyu soar into the sky in the future.

She even didn't know how dazzling Lan Tingyu would be in the future, and what methods she would use to kill her mother, Mrs. Lin, her brother, and her father.

All causes and effects have been deeply buried in such a desperate winter.

If you don’t believe it, look up and see how the heaven has ever spared anyone!
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