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Lynnsey thought of that night four years ago. Arian and Spike came out of her belly one after another. These two children were born as small as a palm. Other babies are chubby-faced when they are born, but they don't have any flesh on their faces. Their cheeks are deeply sunken, skinny like monkeys. Now she realizes that the thin contours of the two children at that time were so much like Ray. Her hand gently touched Arian's face, this was the first time she had been so close to Arian, her eldest son. Her hand moved to Arian's forehead, where there were deep wrinkles. This child, too mature too early, has endured many things he shouldn't have... "No! No..." Arian suddenly murmured in his sleep. Lynnsey held his hand and whispered, "Arian, don't be afraid, Mommy is here, Mommy won'