Ning Rushan sniffed, panicked and whispered, "That's all my little baby......

  Wen Hanshu seemed to be angry, and her sharp gaze shot directly into Ning Rushan's eyes, "Okay, you can't even do the first thing, do you want to wait for death directly!" I don't have a daughter like you? You might as well just leave! I won't say much to you! ”

  Ning Rushan was scared, "dead" or something, she didn't really understand it, but such a stern tone scared her into tears and wanted to go up and hug her mother, and said: "Mom, Mom, don't want me, I remember, travel bag, push it directly into the garbage station, don't want anything!" ”

  Wen Hanshu had a cold face, pressed Ning Rushan, asked her to stand in place, and then took out a piece of paper with a zigzag route drawn from the drawer next to her, and handed it over, "Throw something, you just follow the route I marked to this place." ”

  "When you get here, you see that the name on it is the same as these words next to this, so you go up and knock on the door, saying that you have no father and mother, and let them take you in, you know?"

  Ning Rushan sobbed and wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "Got it." ”

  "The third thing." Speaking of this, she paused, and then continued in a dumb voice, "Don't tell others your real name, that name is a secret between you and your mother, you have to bury it in the deepest part of your heart, outside, you are called 'Ning'er', understand?" ”

  Ning Rushan pursed her mouth and nodded vigorously, as if she was about to cry again.

  In the next second, Wen Hanshu suddenly stretched out her arms and hugged her tightly.

  The mother didn't say anything, but the power transmitted by her arms made Ning Rushan feel a lot more at ease, and about half a minute later, there was a faint sound of chaotic footsteps outside, as well as the sound of a neighbor opening the door, and Wen Hanshu let go.

  She picked up Ning Rushan and gently put it outside the window, Ning Rushan tiptoed and stepped on the concrete floor, and then she picked up the travel bag and put it next to Ning Rushan.

  Her eyes were a little red, and the lining was even more cold, but her voice was so gentle, as if the moonlight poured all over the ground, caressing the crack on Ning Rushan's heart little by little, "Ying Ning, if you do what I say, my mother will definitely think of picking you up." Certain. ”

  That was the last thing Ning Rushan heard to herself.

  Later, Ning Rushan went to do the first thing first - to throw away the garbage.

  The full duffel bag was her childhood, and the moment she was completely thrown into the garbage station, Ning Rushan felt empty at a young age.

  The great fear came over her and made her do something involuntarily, and she ran back to the window in a disordered manner, and quietly picked it up, wanting to see if her mother was still there.

  At this look, she was dumbfounded and confused.

  Wen Hanshu, who was the closest to her in this world, seemed to be a different person, there was no emotion in her eyes, she was holding a dagger in her hand, and when the knife fell, something sticky squirted out.

  Red, terrifying, with a strong aura, even after a distance, Ning Rushan felt that the smell of that thing lingered on the tip of his nose.

  It's blood.

  Fighting silently with Wen Hanshu were four or five men, all of them wearing black clothes, and the attacks they made were originally with some forbearance, but after seeing the blood, one of their companions fell to the ground and began to scream, which completely aroused their fighting spirit.