Bab 171: 170 You are not my mother, are you?

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Xu Yunfei woke up to find it was already night.

His eyes met pitch-black darkness, and he thought he was dead.

Xu Yunfei tried to sit up, but the movement made him hit his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

Zhang Xiaoying, outside the room, heard the noise and came in holding a candlestick.

Xu Yunfei looked up and met Zhang Xiaoying's gaze.

Perhaps the candlelight softened Zhang Xiaoying's features, and for a fleeting moment Xu Yunfei felt as if he had returned to a past where he was his mother's favorite.

"Mom!" he muttered softly, with an indescribable sense of grievance, "have you come to get me?"

Zhang Xiaoying: "..."

"Mom, why does it still hurt so much after death?"

"..."

"Mom, I'm sorry."

Zhang Xiaoying remained silent, and Xu Yunfei lowered his head again.

"Are you angry with me?"

Zhang Xiaoying rolled her eyes and took a deep breath, trying not to take offense at the recently awoken boy's words.