同一支笔1汤姆梅洛普母子治愈向（第7页）

death。”（不，母亲。如果你爱我，你当时就不会选择去死。）

梅洛普惊慌地摇着头，“No…no，

my

darling

boy!

The

choice

was

never

between

you

and

death，

my

darling。

I

wanted

to

live…to

live，

for

you。

But

in

that

moment…I…I

couldn’t

use

any

magic。

My

strength

was

gone…

My

will，

shattered。

I

wanted

to