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

a touch of

I touched your flowers? You are willing to sacrifice

in a trembling voice. Her heart

to a breakdown. She was mentally and physically exhausted because of a child, and at the same time, a feeling of despair spread all over her body. When

pots were

you hate

desperate, her voice trembling

arranged by someone. Tracy began to doubt that Brody deliberately brought the boy

still didn't answer, and his

She was lifeless. She

petals gently with her

hand and the

began to tremble

watched the boy throwing the petals into the trash can

on the broken porcelain,

for being so useless, but she really wanted

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

to the garbage bin as Ray walked back and

didn't say anything more. She just wiped off

her hand and continued to pick up the broken porcelain on

that Ray would not stop her, but her hand was still stretched out.

and picked up

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

while, Tracy eventually reached out to give him

porcelain flowerpot again,

his hand

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 her sword. Hence, she didn't open her mouth to see Ray.

pull the pieces with great strength, but all of a sudden, all of them were pulled

was not prepared, so she was

"Ah --"

body was forced to lean back. All of a sudden, she felt a severe pain in

and

porcelain was soft, and the face was as pale as limestone, and

grimaced in

"Hum..."

out a painful groan. After a pause.

soon as she looked down at her right hand

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

fishbone getting stuck in her throat, she managed to hold back her tears which were about to spill over her eyes.

stand up. The pieces of blood in the palms almost melted into her flesh.

was exhausted because of the

body started

It was deep

echoed in

still tidying up the broken

if it was none of his business.

bitterly, what on earth was she expecting as

Ray disappeared after picking up the pieces.

a long time, no

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

spread over his palm, and some part of his body, which was the softest, was

as painful as heartache and despair, because...

and internal organs were pulled.

shredded porcelain was getting more and more deep. It was not pulled out but