Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
Cold…
Tang Yu squeezed her eyelids and curled up her body. Her lips were purple and freezing to the touch, and her brain held heavy and incapable of thought.
"Little Yu…"
Who is it?
"Little Yu."
The indistinct voice hovered between near and fair. The voice's owner sounded as if they were smiling, their gentleness causing her to subconsciously relax and spread her limbs. The familiar voice touched the thoughts hidden in the innermost part of her heart, thoughts that had long since become covered in dust.
Mommy…
Tang Yu opened her mouth slightly and muttered the form of address she hadn't said in over a decade, drops of tears seeping out from her eyelids.
A warm and soft hand gently wiped her face. Although the hand's owner seemed to have said something, all she heard were muffled words.
Am I dreaming… But this touch feels so real…
"Oh, my. Why did you cry all of a sudden, Little Yu? There, there, don't cry."
The voice entering Tang Yu's ears suddenly cleared up. The white glow that blinded her vision also vanished, allowing her to see the person in front of her.
Long black hair that softly rested on the shoulders. A pair of gentle eyes filled with a tinge of panic. A young face that normally wouldn't be found on a married woman with a child.
"Mommy…" Tang Yu's eyes widened, tears pouring out of her eyes. Then, she reached out to grab Mother Tang's sleeve in a panic, afraid that the woman would disappear in the next second.
Mother Tang, also known as Yu Wanrou, grew confused when her daughter jumped into her arms while sobbing. Then, she looked toward Father Tang, Tang Zhengyang, for help.
Tang Zhengyang was similarly confused by this situation. After faking a light cough, he looked toward his friend, Yin Changcheng, apologetically and explained, "Maybe she's afraid of strangers…"
Yin Changcheng waved his hand and laughed boldly in response. Then, he said, "Don't worry about it. All kids are like that. She'll stop being scared once she gets familiar with me."
Yu Wanrou gently patted Tang Yu's back and consoled her, "
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