Mr. Ye, Your Wife Jumped into the Sea

Tang Ran ran as fast as she could in the direction Uncle Yang pointed. She rushed into the storage room and immediately spotted the old, battered bed in the corner. A small figure was curled up at its head, looking so fragile and helpless.

Tang Ran's heart began to race. She hurried to the bed, but as she drew near, the little figure suddenly clapped both hands over its head like a startled animal, trembling all over and making a faint sound: “Scared, scared, scared...”

It felt as if Tang Ran's heart were being torn apart. Fighting back tears, she softened her voice and called gently, “Xiaoxuan, don't be scared. It's Mommy! Xiaoxuan, don't be scared. It's Mommy!”

But no matter how gently Tang Ran spoke, the little figure kept trembling and edged bit by bit toward the corner of the bed. At last, it curled into a ball and buried its head tightly in the corner, still crying, “Ahhh! Yah, yah, yah!”

Tang Ran could no longer hold back her emotions. With a thump, she fell to her knees on the bed, tears pouring out like a breached dam. She reached out a trembling hand, wanting to touch the child who broke her heart, but was afraid of frightening him.

“Xuanxuan, it's Mommy. Don't be scared. Come let Mommy hold you. Mommy will take you to buy something delicious,” Tang Ran said through her tears, her voice filled with endless pain and self-blame.

The little figure still didn't respond, only letting out terrified cries again and again, like a small beast trapped in the darkness. Tang Ran's hand hovered in midair, unable to come down. She was afraid that touching him would only make him more frightened. Biting her lip, she tried to make herself