[Other children have mothers.] 】

The white child in the memory stood in front of Han Xiang with a small mouth and said in a milky voice.

[But I don't know what a mother is. 】

The white child grabbed Han Xiang's skeletal hand and shook it.

[They say that the person who gave birth to me is my mother.] 】

[Then Dad, are you my mother?] 】

Han Xiang watched the white child let go of her hand and began to break his hand and said:

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