Qin Nuo paused, closed his eyes, opened them after a few seconds, and blew out the candle.
"Son, what wish did you make?" The mother couldn't help asking as she watched the black smoke rising from the extinguished candle.
Qin Nuo was about to speak when his mother stopped him again. She smiled and said, "It's better not to say it. If you say it out loud, the wish will not come true."
"Mom and you have a telepathic connection. I can guess what my dear son wishes for."
Then she took a plastic knife, cut out a small piece of cake and placed it on a paper plate.
Then, while untying her apron, she said, "The cake is too creamy. You can't eat too much. Finish the piece that mom cuts for you and drink the cup of tea. That way you'll feel better."
The mother sat down beside him, holding her cheek with one hand, and looked at Qin Nuo with her head tilted. There were more and more cracks on her face, and the skin was falling off like dead leaves.
She looked at Qin Nuo. There was no light in her dark eyes, but Qin Nuo could feel that it was a look of relief.
"They say you can't feel a person's growth if you watch them often. Before I knew it, I realized my son has grown up so much."
"Maybe sometimes you feel that your mother is too strict and that you have to do everything according to her instructions, which makes you feel resentful, but that's because she loves you too much."
"Don't blame your mother for letting you grow up in such a family."
"Mom, I..." Qin Nuo wanted to say something, but found that he didn't know what to say.
The mother didn't care. She smoothed the hair beside her earlobe and looked at Qin Nuo with tenderness. The shocking wound was like a maggot attached to the bone, tearing her body apart madly.
With her last bit of strength, she said with some difficulty: "Eat the cake first. Mom is a little sleepy, so I need to take a nap first."
"Don't worry, no matter what mom becomes, I will always keep you by my side, accompany you as you grow, and take care of you forever..."
After saying this, the mother's hand that supported her face dropped down, and when her forehead landed on the table, her whole body turned into a pool of sand, flowing down from the table like an hourglass.
Qin Nuo looked at this scene and remained silent for a long time.
After a while, he picked up the knife and fork, cut off a small piece of the cake, and put it in his mouth to chew.
It had a strong creamy flavor, and did not have the strange smell of human fat mixed in as Qin Nuo had imagined.
After swallowing the piece of cake, Qin Nuo picked up the cup of tea and took a sip. The sweet taste in his throat was gone, and the greasy taste of milk was gone.
"Mom, I'm going back to my room first."
Looking at the dissipating dust, Qin Nuo returned to his room.
The mural on the wall had two lines of solidified blood and tears, and the damaged eyeballs made the entire mural look even more terrifying.
Under the wall, Li Xiaoqiu was holding Li Xiaodie. The two siblings seemed to be fast asleep, with their eyes closed and their expressions very peaceful.
There were also dense cracks crawling across their faces.
The two lines of blood and tears that should have solidified, strangely continued to flow at this moment, and seemed to have vitality flowing around the two siblings.
Qin Nuo's eyes changed slightly, and his expression was full of surprise.
Because from his perspective, the flowing blood and tears looked like a pair of bloody hands hugging his child.
It was not known whether it was an illusion or something else, but Li Xiaoqiu and Li Xiaodie seemed to feel the embrace of their mother. At the moment they turned into dust, the corners of their mouths slightly curled up, revealing a relieved smile.
Finally, there were only two scattered pools of sand...
Qin Nuo looked at this scene, feeling inexplicably complicated. This might be the best outcome for them.
He looked back and looked around the house.
"Now that Li Xiaoming is the only one left in this family, this role should be considered complete, right?"
Just as he was thinking, Qin Nuo suddenly staggered and leaned against the door.
A tearing pain spread throughout the chest, devouring the vitality of this body.
Blood flowed out from seven orifices: nose, mouth, eyes, and ears.
When I stretched out my hands, I could clearly see that my skin was peeling off bit by bit, with cracks spreading all around.
Feeling the sweetness in his throat had not yet faded, Qin Nuo immediately understood.
The problem with that cup of tea!
He suddenly understood the meaning of Mo Fang's last words.
"I underestimated this crazy woman's desire for control. Even if she turns to ashes, she will take her son away and continue to stay by her side..."
Qin Nuo lost feeling in his legs and collapsed to the ground, his consciousness gradually becoming blurred.
Qin Nuo gasped and tried to make a sound, but all he came out with was a weak and hoarse voice.
Falling to the ground, as his vision gradually dimmed and he was on the verge of death, Qin Nuo faintly heard a familiar voice in his mind.
"Congratulations to the player for reaching 90% role-playing, achieving perfect role-playing, and completing their first role-play..."
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