Chapter 142 (1/2)

Then she lay on the bed and let him take off his clothes. The wound on her back had begun to scab, but even so, it was shocking to fall into her eyes. The ugly scars remind Tan Jingmo all the time of how she was tortured.

”Pain? Don't bear to cry?” seeing that she almost bit her lips, she would rather not cry. Tan Jingmo was very uncomfortable.

Boa shook his head and continued to lie down.

Pain, of course, is painful, but no matter how painful the body is, it can't equal the pain in the heart.

She has always told herself that she doesn't need to care. She doesn't need to care. Her family is just a person who raised her but left her alone. She always thought that she didn't care much, because subconsciously, she thought so. But when all this really happened, she knew that she valued those families more than she thought.

In particular, her child was beaten by her father with a whip. She didn't know whether to hate herself or her father.

She doesn't love him, but she's not ready to meet him. If she had known his existence, she would have protected him, absolutely.

She has never been so cold-blooded that she can abandon her life.

However, the embryo just over a month turned into a pool of blood before he realized his existence.

After Tan Jingmo wiped the medicine, she still lay on her stomach like this.

After a while, he went out. Bao'er bit his lips and looked at the direction outside the door. He felt so wayward and selfish.

But she was very uncomfortable. Something always choked and forced her to swallow what she wanted to say back to her stomach.

Just out of the room, the doorbell rang. Zhang Ma went to open the door and found that the people outside the door were Mo Xiaoyi and Mo Shaoyang.

”Where's bao'er? Where is she?” Mo Xiao also hurriedly put down his things and asked anxiously.

This time she spent a year abroad. She didn't expect to hear such a thing happen to bao'er as soon as she came back. She was so anxious that she refused to stay for a moment and was coming here.

Mo Shaoyang was pestered by her. There was no way but to promise.

Tan Jingmo weakly pointed to the room and sat down on the sofa.

Mo Xiao also walked into the room without saying a word.

There, she saw bao'er, who was thin and had only bones left. Her pale face made her look more painful.

”Baby, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me.” Mo Xiao also asked with a cry. The contrast between such a baby and her before is too big to be believed.

When bao'er heard her voice, he turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaoyi, but he didn't speak. His eyes were in tears.

”Can you tell me your pain? Tell me, can we share it together?” Mo Xiao also stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of bao'er's eyes.

Bao'er shook her head silently. Her eyes were dead and could not see a trace of brilliance. Was that what she said at the moment?

”Come on, just like when we used to sit in the dormitory and chat, you tell us all the uncomfortable and depressed things in your heart. Whoever bullies you, I will avenge you. Shall I beat them into pig heads?”

It's still such heroic words, but the atmosphere is not as relaxed as it was at that time.

The picture of four people chatting together in the bedroom flashed in bao'er's mind. Unexpectedly, she felt warm and harmonious and made people cry.