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..."

at Ray in a daze. She

was a touch

your flowers? You are willing to

trembling voice. Her

exhausted because of a child, and at the same time, a feeling of

pots were broken because her.

you hate me

desperate, her voice trembling

beginning, the boy's appearance in the villa seemed to have been arranged by someone. Tracy began to doubt that Brody deliberately brought the boy back

boy still didn't answer, and his

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

petals gently with her fingertips.

hand and

her body began

the boy throwing the petals into

broken porcelain, making Tracy's heart

so useless, but she really wanted to cry.

Brody's. or perhaps he was more bitter than

garbage bin

say anything more. She just wiped

hand and continued to pick up the broken porcelain on the

Ray would not stop her, but her hand was still stretched

her away and picked up

fragments. However, he was too young to collect all of them together.

while, Tracy eventually reached out to give him a hand.

away the shards of the porcelain flowerpot again, while Tracy only picked up one piece.

reconciled and reached out his hand to grab the

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

continued to pull the pieces with great strength, but all of a sudden, all of them

so she

"Ah --"

to lean back. All of a sudden, she felt a severe pain in her palm.

embedded in her palm, and her forehead

into the porcelain was soft, and the

in pain.

"Hum..."

struggled to her feet and let out a painful groan. After a

soon as she looked down at her right

palm, which was shocking. Her hand had already been covered in blood, as if it

hold back her tears which were about to spill over her eyes.

palms almost melted into her flesh. It was impossible to

exhausted because

started to

It was deep

in her mind.

tidying up

it was none of his business.

herself bitterly, what on earth was she expecting as a

disappeared after picking up the pieces.

long time, no

tried to pull out the broken glass with the other hand, but it was too deep for her to pull

sharp pain gradually spread over his palm, and some part of his body, which was the softest, was more painful.

painful as heartache and despair, because... Body is

heart ached and internal organs were pulled.

more and more deep. It was not pulled out