Luckily, when I opened my eyes with trepidation, I didn't see the last thing I wanted to see. There was no one in the living room, but the snoring of my father-in-law was faintly heard from the mother-in-law's bedroom.

I walked in on tiptoe and slowly closed the door.

It's ironic to think that this was originally my home, and in just a few months, I became a thief-like sneaky existence.

After a few seconds of pause, I let in a few small breaths, and then the cat bent down and tiptoed towards her mother-in-law's bedroom. Their door was not closed, and I stood by the wall and quietly looked in, my father-in-law snoring with his mouth open. The mother-in-law was on her side, her hands folded in front of her chest, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

What about the baby?

My heart was pounding.

If the child is not there, then I have gone through so much trouble, won't it be all in vain?

As I thought so, I heard several hoarse convulsions. My heart trembled violently.

Three or two steps to our next bedroom, I saw my baby lying alone on the bed, uncovered, little face as if there was no blood, eyes red, nose and mouth around all snot. Looking at her crotch again, it was swollen like something, and I gently opened it to see that the diaper was already clapping and about to burst, and there were still a lot of poop inside. Even though she fell asleep, she couldn't stop sobbing occasionally, as if she had been crying for a long, long time, until she couldn't cry anymore and fell asleep.

I also knew that this was not the time to be sad, but the tears fell so straight that I couldn't stop it.

Think of the first time she kicked in my stomach, the first time she cried on the ground, and the first sweet smile she had since she saw me. My heart is like a knife cutting hard.

At that moment, I felt like I was really wrong! In any case, as a mother, I didn't protect her at all.

As soon as I disappeared like that, my mother-in-law must have hated her more than she loved. And Zhang Li, that bastard, may have followed that woman now.

I wiped away my tears, took a small mattress and gently put it on her, and then slowly picked her up from the bed little by little.

The little guy was startled at first, then sniffed, as if he smelled a familiar scent, and before he could open his eyes, his little mouth immediately pouted aggrievedly.

I was afraid that she was going to cry, so I quickly put my head up and whispered in her ear, "Baby, don't cry." Mom will take you out right away. ”

The little guy closed his eyes tightly and pursed his mouth even harder, but he didn't cry out loud.

I didn't dare to delay any longer, so I walked out quickly with her in my arms, and quietly opened the door after pacing the door quietly without daring to breathe.

When I finally got out of that house, I tightened my grip on the child and didn't dare to take the elevator, so I ran down the stairs with a grunt.

It wasn't until I got back to the hotel and closed the door that I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The first thing I did was to change the diaper. I found that the little guy's buttocks were so red, and they were all peeling. I carefully rubbed it for her with hot water, for fear of hurting her.

Then she didn't cry or move as if she didn't feel pain. Occasionally, the eyes blink blankly, or the little voice twitches hoarsely.

I was wondering if the little guy was sick, when I saw her little mouth slowly smack.

I quickly lifted my clothes and fed her. After the little guy ate a bite or two, his eyes widened, and his little hands hugged me and he sucked it heavily.

It turned out to be hungry and faint, my poor baby!

I pinched her little face, I wanted to smile, but my heart was sour, and tears fell down.