Dongfang Yiran looked at Ye Hanming, who slowly closed his eyes and turned his face to the side and stopped looking at her.

Dongfang still did not leave the room. Seeing Ye Hanming's steady and undulating chest, he knew that he was asleep.

She stood by the bed and looked at him, trying to hold his hand, but she was afraid of waking him up.

After pausing for a moment, he spoke slowly and said to him in a low voice: "Ming'er, mom knows that you blame me and hate me in your heart.

It’s me that’s bad, it’s me that I can’t even protect my own children.

Do you know?

When I knew that I was not the only son of Yuan'er, but also a son named Ming'er, I was so excited and happy.

I wish I could see my Ming'er immediately, look at him, hug him, talk to him, and hear him call me "Mom."

Dongfang Yiran said, tears overflowing from her eyes. She sniffed, brushed away the tears from her face, and continued: "You are my son, I know you are not bad in nature.

I know that you have done so many wrong things and are involuntarily uncontrollably.

If I had protected you and allowed you to grow up by my side, you would not have become like this. You would have been carefree, cheerful and kind like Haoyue.

Ming'er, it's my mother's fault, it's my mother who deserves to die."

Ye Hanming's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his throat was even more swallowing. He listened quietly to Dongfang Yiran's voice.

Dongfang Yiran pursed his lips and smiled: "Do you know?

Since my mother knew that there was a son like you in this world, I would make one more piece of clothes every time I made.

I thought to myself, if you come back one day, I can bring you a set of clothes that fit you."

After a moment of pause, I sighed softly in my heart, "I have just waited for so many years, but I haven't waited until you come back.

Now I have finally waited to come back, but I am always facing separation from you.

Ming'er, my mother can't bear to leave, I can't bear to leave you."

Dongfang still lowered his head, covered his cheeks with both hands, and his body trembled slightly.

Tears flowed into the palms, and my eyes were crying red.

She looked at Ye Hanming's pale face, her lips moved, and she called out "Ming'er."

Ye Hanming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman sitting by the bed and burying his head in pain. His throat tightened and he slowly stretched out his hand.

Dongfang's whole body suddenly froze.

He raised his eyes suddenly and met Ye Hanyuan's scarlet and cold eyes.

She hurriedly wiped the tears from her face, and a stiff smile appeared on her face, "Ming'er, why are you awake?"

Did I disturb you?"

Ye Hanming shook his head, his chapped lips moved, and said, "No."

Dongfang Yiran looked at Ye Hanming and asked again: "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ye Hanming still shook his head.

Dongfang was still a little at a loss. Ye Hanming looked at her and said, "I have something to say to you."

Dongfang Yiran nodded and stared at Ye Hanming seriously, "Ming'er, listen, mom."

Ye Hanming spoke slowly: "I don't hate you."

Dongfang was still stunned and did not react for a while.

Ye Hanming swallowed the fishy sweetness that was overflowing from his throat and continued, "I want to change my clothes."

Dongfang still reacted and responded excitedly: "Ming'er, wait for your mother, I'll go get you clothes now."

As he said that, he left the room in a hurry.
Chapter completed!