Maybe the first snow of winter was too cold, his waist and abdomen were in so much pain.

The pain is unbearable.

My mother's hands were shaking even more, and her messy hair covered her eyebrows and eyes.

She took two breaths and stabbed Xi Su Nian again.

The blood bloomed, and the quilt was dyed with large patches of blood-red flowers.

"Xiao Nian, Mommy is just sending you to hell."

"Just bear with it, it will pass."

She had studied nursing and understood the human body, so she always avoided important parts.

She looked at Xi Sunian crying weakly and felt extremely happy in her heart, as if she had relieved the dissatisfaction and grievances that had accumulated over the past few decades.

"Xiao Nian, it's all thanks to you that Mom is where she is today."

"Mom will send you to hell with her own hands, hahahaha..."

The smell of blood became stronger.

Xi Sunian was in so much pain, but his legs were useless and he couldn't go anywhere. He could only stare with lifeless peach blossom eyes, looking at his mother who didn't love him, stabbing his chest madly with a knife.

He feels so wronged.

So sad.

Why is he always just a sinner in her eyes?

He obviously didn't do anything...

Why let him endure all this cruelty and pain?

His legs were broken and he was confined to a wheelchair. He had finally managed to save his life, but his mother was going to take it away again.

Does she really not care about him as a child at all?

he……

I hate her so much.

Hate her selfishness.

Hate that she never considers my feelings.

Hate the deception and belittlement in her words.

When Xi Sunian was dying, his head was buried in the blood-colored quilt. He used up his last bit of strength to turn his head to the side.

Looking out the window, I saw heavy snow falling.

His pupils reflected clumps of white snow, which seemed to express a regret.

He hasn't...

Build a snowman.