Come Back to Me

"Ray, it's a pity to tear up such a beautiful flower."

Tracy knew Ray would not agree with her, but she was worried about those delicate flowers, so she couldn't help but try to persuade them.

As a result, Ray tore the flower, which stunned Tracy.

He actually put the petals into his mouth.

"No! Ray, it's poisoned. You can't eat it!"

In a panic, she attempted to snatch the petal Ray had put into his mouth.

"No way..."

The fight between Ray and Tracy was even more intense. She stretched out her hand and pressed Ray's hand tightly with her hand, while she used the other hand to snatch the half flower in his mouth.

Finally, Ray's strength was not enough and the petals were taken away by Tracy.

She was powerless, staring at the smiling boy stubbornly.

She frowned and couldn't figure out who on earth was this obedient child's mother.

The flower was prepared by Ray. He knew that flowers were poisonous, but he still wanted to eat.

"Who is your mother? "

With that thought, she asked.

As she expected, she got no answer, but one thing was wrong.

This time, the little boy was not staring at her expressionlessly. Instead, his eyes were hurt. He stared at her with such sad eyes as if he was blaming her for mentioning his mother.

"Well, forget it. But you really can't eat these flowers. Don't eat them."

Although Tracy knew that it was like playing piano to cow, she still said so.

After a few seconds of silence, Tracy attempted to put the flower on a proper place.

"Ah.. Ah... "

Hearing the voice, Tracy turned her head to look at the little boy, who was waving his hands at his furiously.

"What's wrong with you again?"

She sounded rather impatient.

The boy said nothing, but stretched out his hands to touch the beautiful flower on the table.

Tracy, on the other hand, also looked blank. He didn't speak or intend to do anything. She had no other choice but to stand there and watch him intently.

As a result——

"Snap -"

The porcelain basin was smashed to the ground.

To be exact, he was pushed down by Ray.

Tracy stared at the broken flowerpot in shock.

The bunch of beautiful flowers were laid on the ground, crying like desperate girls.

"You..."

Ray in a daze. She was thoroughly

a touch

flowers? You are willing to sacrifice

asked in a trembling voice.

mentally and physically exhausted because of a child, and at the same time, a feeling of despair spread all

were

do you hate me

desperate, her voice

beginning, the boy's appearance in the villa seemed to have been arranged by someone.

didn't answer, and his

down She was lifeless. She squatted helplessly and tried to pick up

touched those tender petals gently with her fingertips.

reached out his hand and the petals were torn

pale, and her body began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes were covered with a thin mist.

petals

fell on the broken porcelain, making Tracy's heart

for being so useless, but she really

the same as Brody's. or perhaps he was more bitter than

broken petals were thrown to the garbage bin as Ray walked back

anything more. She just wiped off her tears

pick up the broken porcelain on

thought that Ray would not stop her, but her hand was

and picked

up the fragments. However, he was too young to collect all

eventually reached out to give

away the shards of the porcelain flowerpot again,

still not reconciled and reached out his hand to grab the fragment in her hand.

stubborn temper was triggered. On the other hand, she was afraid that Ray would get his hand cut by the sharp shredded porcelain. Thus, she didn't loosen her grip on Ray. On the other hand, she was afraid that she would hurt him in the fighting for

the pieces with great strength, but all of a sudden,

was not prepared, so she

"Ah --"

All of a sudden, she felt

and her forehead instantly

porcelain was soft, and the face was as pale as limestone, and her lips were bloodless.

in

"Hum..."

and let out a painful groan. After a

right hand

Her hand had already been covered in blood, as if

in her throat, she managed to hold back her tears which were about to spill over her

almost melted into her flesh. It was impossible to pull

exhausted because of

started

It was deep

echoed in

saw Ray was still tidying up

none of his business.

at herself bitterly, what on earth was she expecting as a little

disappeared after picking up the pieces.

long time, no one

great pain, beads of sweat began to form on her forehead. She tried to pull out the broken glass with the other hand, but it was too deep for her

sharp pain gradually spread over his palm, and some part of

never as painful as heartache and despair, because... Body is far less sensitive

heart ached and internal organs

shredded porcelain was getting more and more deep. It was not