"Mom...... Don't say it, I don't care about anything anymore. ”

"If you don't care, why can't you think about it?"

Chu choked slightly, she didn't want to tell them about Xiao Moyue for the time being.

Mom and Dad have always loved Xiao Yue the most, and if they knew, they would definitely go to Mo Jiyan to settle accounts.

Mo Jiyan now treats her as an enemy at all, and if something happens to her parents again, she really has nothing.

“…… Mom, Dad, I want to rest. ”

Seeing her tiredness, Chu Li pulled his wife's sleeve and motioned her to stop talking.

Ji Wenshu sighed, leaned over to cover Chu Weiwei's feather quilt, "Then you rest first, and Mom will go back and cook you some of your favorite dishes first." ”

Chu closed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the ward door closing, Chu Weiwei opened his eyes in a trance.

Her originally watery eyes were all empty at the moment.

Her eyes ached, and she couldn't bear it.

There was still a needle inserted in the back of her hand, and the transparent liquid on the top of her head fell little by little, sliding into the cyan meridians on the back of her hand.

Chu blinked his eyes slightly, trying to hold back his tears and not let them fall.

But it was all out of control, and hot tears kept flowing down the corners of his eyes.

Her chest ached, and she saw that it looked like a big hole had been broken, and blood was pouring out.

The pain was so intense that it quickly spread to every inch of the nerves in the body.

She simply couldn't stand it......

Gradually, she curled up in front of her, her hands on her knees, her teeth clenched into her arms, but it didn't work at all.

That heart-rending pain still can't be relieved in the slightest.

She felt the wound on her wrist rip open again, and the snow-white gauze quickly stained red.

Chu Weiwei didn't feel any pain at all.

Because the pain in the body is far less than the pain in the heart.

"Why didn't you let me die...... Why? ”

Chu screamed in despair slightly, that kind of pain in the skin, I didn't feel it personally, I couldn't feel it at all.

How nice it would be for her to die, so that she would never have to think about the past again, and she would never have to endure all this torture again.

Her emaciated body was huddled tightly on the snow-white hospital bed, and the wounds on her wrists were torn again, and even the snow-white sheets were stained red.

When the nurse on the ward rounds came in and saw everything in front of her, she instantly screamed in fright.

I hurriedly called the doctor and bandaged her wound again.

"Doctor, please don't tell my parents......"

She had no strength in her body, and after saying this, she closed her eyes in exhaustion.

Because the wound was sutured twice, Chu Weiwei's injury was slower.

The hospital recommends a one-week stay before discharge.

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Mojia Villa.

Since Mo's father and mother left, Mo Jiyan has never returned home.

Shen Chuyi guarded the empty villa all day long, and she didn't know how many phone calls she made to Mo Jiyan, but no one answered them over and over again.

It had been a long time since she had seen Molken, and she hadn't even heard his voice in a long time.

Do you really want her to guard this villa for the rest of her life?

There were only a dozen servants in the villa who served her, and even if she was unhappy, she could only use the servants to vent her anger.

In desperation, she called Mo's mother who was far away in the United States.

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At this time, as soon as Mo Jiyan came to the company, he received a call from Mo Mu. FFF5601211