Demon master lolicon

Without saying a word, Jiang Muliu cleaned up the garbage and dust in front of his mother's tombstone, and then placed the fresh fruits he bought and some of his mother's favorite foods.

"Mom, I'm here to see you."

Jiang Muliu said lightly, looking at her photo with sad eyes.

Han Xiaotu stood with Jiang Muliu's expression on his face, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

At night, Jiang Muliu drank a lot of wine, as if he wanted to use alcohol to get himself drunk, so as not to let himself be quiet in the unresolved sadness.

"Jiang Muliu, stop drinking! Do you know that you are already drunk?!" Seeing that Jiang Muliu's cheeks were flushed and his expression was confused, Han Xiaotu snatched away his bottle very worriedly.

"Give me back—I'm not drunk—"

Jiang Muliu stretched out his hand to snatch the wine bottle behind Han Xiaotu, but Jiang Muliu, who had already been seven or eight times drunk, lost his balance and fell on Han Xiaotu before touching the bottle. In the arms of the rabbit.

"So I'm not drunk..." Han Xiaotu held his forehead, and kindly supported Jiang Muliu, preventing him from falling to the ground by gravity.

However, Han Xiaotu soon realized that Jiang Muliu in her arms had not moved for a while, but was buried motionless in her arms, like a sleeping child.

"Jiang Muliu? Jiang Muliu?"

Han Xiaotu patted Jiang Muliu on the back, trying to wake him up.

Suddenly, Han Xiaotu was stunned, because she seemed to feel that Jiang Muliu's hand that was hanging under her body suddenly hugged her waist vigorously, and the front of her clothes clearly felt wet. a feeling of.

Jiang Muliu... is he crying?

Not knowing what to do, Han Xiaotu subconsciously maintained her original posture, carefully protecting Jiang Muliu in her arms.

"Do you know? I have been ridiculed since I was a child for not having a father... They all said that I was a wild child born to my mother and other people... I was unclean and a vile child... They said my mother was a shameless woman... But... ...but the truth is not like that..." Han Xiaotu could feel Jiang Muliu trembling and whimpering as soon as he spoke.Jiang Muliu, who has always been indifferent and indifferent, has never looked so fragile and heartbreaking as he is today.

"My mother is not as miserable as they say... What do they know?! Why do they talk so nonsense... So, I will fight with them, and I will get hurt all over my body. I dare not let my mother find out that I am fighting with others. But she is my mother, so how can she not know what I am hiding... So every time she sees the scars on her body, she will cry sadly, saying that she hurt me... But... But this is not the case It's none of her business...it's really not her fault...she's the most pitiful person..."

"I know I know……"

Han Xiaotu put her hands on Jiang Muliu's back, comforting him subconsciously, giving him the only little bit of warmth.

"That man is the one who should be punished! At that time, he knew that my mother was pregnant with me, so why did he abandon her and me?"

"He is really cruel. For his own benefit, he can be so selfish to hurt a woman who loves him so much."

Jiang Muliu, who was already drunk, intermittently complained about his dissatisfaction with his biological father. At this time, he seemed to want to confide all the pain that had been accumulated in his body one by one.

"Why did you leave us...why?"