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 thoroughly

touch of hatred between her

it because I touched your flowers? You are willing to sacrifice

trembling voice. Her heart was

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

were broken because her.

you hate

her voice

the villa seemed to have been arranged by someone. Tracy

boy still didn't answer, and his eyes were as

She squatted helplessly and

touched those tender petals gently with her fingertips.

reached out his hand and the petals were torn away.

her body began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes

boy throwing the petals into

on the broken porcelain, making Tracy's heart

herself for being so useless, but she really wanted to cry.

Brody's. or perhaps he was more bitter than Brody.

broken petals were thrown to the garbage bin as

didn't say anything more. She just wiped

pick up the broken

that Ray would not stop her, but

and picked up

as he picked up the fragments. However, he was

reached out to

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

was still not reconciled and reached out his

her grip on Ray. On the other hand, she was afraid that she would hurt him in the fighting for her sword. Hence, she didn't open her mouth to

strength, but all of a sudden, all of them were

was not prepared, so she

"Ah --"

was forced to lean back. All of a sudden, she felt

were deeply embedded in her palm, and

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

in

"Hum..."

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

she looked down at her right hand embedded

a large pool of bright red blood on her palm, which was shocking. Her hand had already

getting stuck in her throat, she managed to hold back her tears which

almost melted into her flesh. It was impossible to

because

started to

It was deep

word echoed in her mind.

her head and saw Ray was still tidying up the broken

if it was none of his

what on earth was she expecting

disappeared after picking up

long time, no

form on her forehead. She tried to pull out the broken

over his palm, and some part of his

heartache and despair,

internal organs were pulled.

getting more and more deep. It was not