His mother had also come to the roof. The air of a wealthy lady that she always carried was gone. She looked at the boy and said in pain, "Yangyang, what are you doing? If you're gone, how can Mommy live?"
"You're killing Mommy."
"Yangyang, come down. Mommy only has you left."
After the woman said this, Zhou Yang's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of fright, and his feet started to move outwards again.
The woman screamed in fear.
The surrounding police officers had not expected the child's mother to have a negative effect. They could only quickly pull the woman to the side.
After the woman left, Zhou Yang's expression returned to being dull and lifeless.
The situation was in a deadlock. Xiao Ying took a step forward and shouted, "Zhou Yang!"
Hearing the voice, he slowly turned his head and saw Xiao Ying's figure. Suddenly, tears fell from his eyes.
He bit his lips habitually, not making a sound.
