Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

In the house in the thick fog, the stalemate continued.

For Jia Qing, no one is more important than her children. As long as it is good for her children, she will do it without hesitation, no matter how cruel or crazy it is.

She had been trying to maintain the image of a good mother in front of Chu Zhao and be a mother who favored him, but the reality did not allow it.

Jia Qing was covered in blood, and her expression was slightly crazy. She was holding her husband's heart in her hand, which was completely different from the image of a good wife and loving mother she usually displayed.

She tried to regain her usual gentleness and explained in a loving tone, "Chu Zhao, I know that for so many years, you have always thought that I prefer Chu Ye and that I don't love you, but these are just illusions. I have no choice but to deceive God. Let them believe that Chu Ye is my favorite child, let fate believe that Chu Ye is my only child, let everything in the world believe that he has replaced your position, so that he can replace your destiny."

"As long as he dies, you will be fine." Jia Qing approached Chu Zhao and said with joy: "With his death, you can cheat your fate, and you can get rid of the frail and sickly body you have had since you were a child. A healthy body now.”

It was as if Chu Zhao had met his mother for the first time. To this day, he still couldn't imagine how on earth she and her father had been able to disguise themselves for so many years.

Even he believed that he was just an unloved child. Chu Ye was the one who attracted all the attention and was his parents' favorite son. However, now, his mother said that he had been "preferred" for so many years, but It's a show.

He was the child his parents loved most, and Chu Ye was just a destined victim.

"You once said that your health was not good. Your grandparents used the same method, sacrificing another child and your sister..."

"No, of course she is not my sister!" Jia Qing was inexplicably excited, her expression a little distorted, "She is just a dead baby that my parents bought from Mr. Wu, who took my look after me. I fabricated a paper man and attached her soul to it, so that she could have the same face and body as me. From the beginning to the end, she was just my substitute and could not be compared with me at all!"

Just like Jia Qing and Chu Sheng had to "pamper" the child Chu Ye in order to cheat their fate, Jia Qing's parents also had to ignore their own daughter and "pamper" Jia Qing's replacement.

Jia Qing had also experienced this time when Chu Zhao learned the truth. She had been in disbelief, fear, and confusion. Later, looking at the so-called "sisters" who were burned, she actually felt a sense of pleasure.

The sister who thought she was loved by her parents turned out to be something destined to be sacrificed. She was the child who was loved by her parents.

It was as if the pain of being ignored for so many years was suddenly released, and the reversal of status gave her a feeling of elation.

However, the memory of being ignored and treated as a transparent person in her childhood has always been deeply rooted in her mind. Even after so many years, she still can't forget the person who felt inferior and cowardly standing behind her outstanding sister. Own.

Even though "she" has been dead for decades, Jia Qing still can't forget everything in the past.

She knew that the memory of herself being like a clown would accompany her throughout her life.

Jia Qing stared at her son closely, her eyes revealing more morbid emotions, "Chu Zhao, I know that in the past ten years or so, you have felt pain because everyone paid more attention to and loved Chu Ye. It doesn't matter, I have gone through the same stage of life as you. Mom promises you that in the future I will make up for the neglect I have given you in the past ten years."

She stretched out a blood-stained hand and held the child's arm tightly. At this moment, a gentle look appeared on her face, "You must know that you are my only child. What should I do?" You don’t have to, I only need you, Chu Zhao, I only have you now.”

Chu Zhao looked at his mother with eyes that gradually became unfamiliar.

Rather than saying that Jia Qing devoted all her motherly love to Chu Zhao, it would be better to say that she was looking at her former self through Chu Zhao.

A poor man who has lived in the shadow of his sister since he was a child. Even though his excellent sister has died, he still can't escape the shadow.

Chu Zhao said: "You killed dad."

"I don't want to kill him, but he must die!" Jia Qing became excited again, and her originally gentle face was replaced by paranoia. "To complete the ceremony, it is not enough to just burn the substitute, you need close relatives. It doesn’t matter, Chu Zhao, it doesn’t matter if your father is not here, it’s enough for you to have me!”

She suddenly showed a warm smile again, just like all gentle mothers in the world, "Mom will love you more than anyone else in the world, just like mom only has you, all you need is mom."

The emotion in Chu Zhao's eyes became lighter and lighter, "You said that you have burned Chu Ye. Can I understand that you have burned him to death?"

"Of course, the meaning of his existence is to protect you from disasters and keep you safe. The paper man's ending is to be burned down. He just fulfilled the meaning of his supposed existence."

Jia Qing laughed and said, "Chu Zhao, you see, mother's favorite child is you. There will be no more Chu Ye or other children to take away mother's love for you. You don't have to be afraid anymore... "

As the sound of the knife piercing flesh resounded in the dim space, in the room that was already filled with the smell of blood, it was unclear whether it was the man on the ground who had been disemboweled or the man who was standing with the knife stabbed into his chest. The pungent smell of blood brought by a woman is even greater.

Jia Qing reacted for a long time. The heart in her hand dropped and she touched her injured chest. She slowly raised her head and looked at her son blankly, "Why..."

Chu Zhao's calm appearance slowly shattered, and he fell into twisted madness. The knife in his hand stabbed deeper, "How dare you kill him!"

She said: "I killed your father just..."

"Chu Ye!" Chu Zhao grabbed his mother's neck with one hand and shouted crazily: "He is so dazzling. When everyone ignores me, he is the only one who pays attention to me the most. He is like me. God is the person I love most, how could you kill him!"

Jia Qing was bleeding profusely. She stared blankly at the child who looked like a madman, and the light in her eyes gradually turned gray.