C148

Today, Xi Jiu'er was sleeping soundly in the space, with the soft and weak voice of a baby transmitted through the haze. It was soft and cowardly, and carried an endless amount of satisfaction and yearning.

"mother... mother... " The voice seemed to be right beside him, and it was very real, "mother ? mother? "

Xi Jiu'er struggled to open his thousand kilogram heavy eyelids