Clearly, that voice also belonged to He Jingtian, so why did it look down on him so much?
If it weren't for the fact that no one around was speaking, and if that voice weren't so familiar, He Jingtian would have thought it was someone beside him scolding him!
He Jingtian felt like he was about to become a lunatic, but he dared not have any objections.
Even if he was unwilling, he had to act according to the voice in his heart.
He was afraid that if he angered that voice, there might be consequences out of his control.
Scared, he was truly scared. Although there was no reason, he just felt that the voice filled him with fear and dread!
Despite the pain of reluctance, he soaked the instant noodles he usually couldn't bear to eat for his real mother, and had to act filial and obedient, diligently asking, "Mom, do you want a tea egg? I still have a tea egg here!"
Mrs. He had a mental illness, her mind wasn't quite right, and her actions were more instinctual.
