"M-Mom?"
The boy standing in the middle of the crowded street looked around quickly.
He scanned the people, and the more he looked, the more foggy the eyes became.
"Mom?" The trembling voice was soft and refreshing, like a frightened deer.
His eyes blurred, the water mist gathered and he shed a tear or two. Then he wiped it with his arm and sniffed, continuing to search for his mother.
"Oh, that stupid" woman stood in front of Min Lin, muttering angrily.
"Where is your crazy mother?"
Min Lin suddenly saw that the person standing in front of her was wearing a vaguely female-like outfit that resembled a beige jacket that stretched to her feet. The hoodie covered his head, standing in front of him, he asked.
Min Lin silently took a few small steps back, afraid of the mysterious woman.
"Hey, I'm your mother's aunt" There was dissatisfaction in the woman's tone.
She squatted down to reach the boy's height and happily said, "Isn't your mother Shura? Look, I know your mother's name, not only that, I'm taking care of that nutcase's problems. I mean, I'm not a bad person-"
"W-Mom's not crazy!" That cute face crumpled and tearful eyes stared stubbornly.
Woman:...
Shura, this innocent thing cannot be your child!
Contrary to her inner state, which was bursting with a storm, she said "oh" calmly from the outside, then pointed to a place and said, "Look, isn't that your mother?" she said.
The boy turned around, and as soon as he saw Shura, he ran to his mother with bright eyes and those short legs and hugged her legs.
"Mom," she said in a milky soft voice.
The woman was relieved to see that the child had reached her mother safely.
"Irresponsible," she said, eyes wide at Shura, and went to the men she had tied up in the back street.
The traffickers did not anticipate that they would be caught by such a maniac while they were eyeing the boy!
As the woman dragged them away, Shura patted the boy's head as he squinted at the entrance to that empty street.
"Come, let's go get snacks with you"
"Olly!" Excitedly, the child in his mother's arms hugged his neck.
"Well, what would you like for dinner?"
The boy's eyes sparkled, he loves his mother's cooking!