Dream Reading

After being cruelly murdered by my husband's white moonlight, my corpse was thrown under the bridge outside the villa.

On the third day of my death, my son finally found me under the bridge.

He stepped on the gravel, wiped the blood off my face with his small hands, and I did not blink.

He held clear water to my pale lips, and I did not lick.

He lay on my cold chest, listening to my long-silent heartbeat.

Hao Hao panicked and used his phone watch to video call my actor husband who was doing a fashion show:

"Dad, why is mom lying here all the time?"

"Your mom is practicing her acting skills, ignore her! Tell your mom that whenever she is willing to admit her mistake, I will forgive her."

After hanging up, my son stared at my corpse for a long time.

He took off his small coat, gently covering my cold body: "Mom, this way it won't hurt."

When My Actor Husband Won the Award, News of My Death with Our Son Hit the Hot Search

Xu Qing's voice abruptly pulled him from his memories back into reality, enveloping him in sorrow like the dense sea.


"Where's Hao Hao? He's not out causing trouble again, is he."


"Sister Wenwen is really something, how could she not teach the child properly? Brother Zhu, you've already been through so much..."


Zhou Zhu was momentarily stunned, then recalled seeing Hao Hao curled up in his mother's arms.


He pushed Xu Qing away and stumbled over to Hao Hao.


Looking at the bruises and blood on the little figure before him, Zhou Zhu couldn't hold back his tears.


"Mom, why did Dad only realize how much he cares for me after I left?"


With a bitter little face, Hao Hao burrowed into my embrace.


I bent down and kissed Hao Hao's little cheek.


"Only when lost do people appreciate; your dad is the biggest fool in the world."


Hao Hao paused, then wrapped his arms around my neck.


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