"I can't leave you alone with him. This child is already mentally fragile, and anything too harsh you say could affect him." Nurse Yu refused without hesitation. Even though Yu Jian had become like this, it was clear she still loved him deeply and wanted to spread her wings to protect him as much as she could.
Chen Ge had planned to wait until Nurse Yu left, then summon a Red-Clothed behind Yu Jian and examine him.
Unfortunately, Nurse Yu wasn't willing to leave, and Chen Ge didn't want to reveal Zhang Yi's ability for no reason, so he had to let it go.
He casually picked up a sheet of manuscript paper from the floor. No matter how he read the sentences on it, they didn't make sense. He could only guess at what they meant.
"He gave her a gift because he loved her. Roses are red, and blood is red too. The thorns scratched her neck, and blood flowed from it."
"She hugged the child because she loved him. She held him tight because she didn't want him to leave. I was strangled too, unable to breathe, my fingers digging into the muddy water."
"I might have had one too. No, I definitely did."
The writing on each sheet was different. After reading several pages, Chen Ge realized it seemed to be a story composed of countless fragments, documenting a child's growth.
Of course, that was only Chen Ge's interpretation. If he were to express the contents in the words written on the pages, it might be described as a seed falling onto a grave, taking root in a corpse, and blooming into a flower.
The man described himself in such terms. He barely seemed human, lost in his own mind and utterly out of place in