C1047 The Whereabouts of the Child

"Mom, look, this is my painting," Andy said, holding a painting of the park he had drawn.

Feng Chuchu ignored Andy as usual. She quietly touched her belly, as if she was still there.

Andy put down the painting and hugged Feng Chuchu while crying. "Mom, brother and sister are gone. You still have me. Mom, don't be sad."

Feng Chuchu's tears fell