"No, Dad, don't." Bai Zhufeng watched his father walk towards him, his hands kept falling flesh and blood, and he said vaguely, You hate me, hate me!

"No, I don't!" Bai Zhufeng screamed in pain, but no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't stop his father's scolding, as well as his sharp eyes that seemed to see through Bai Zhufeng's heart.

"No, no......" she cried out.

"Bamboo wind, bamboo wind." Mo Jingshu didn't notice Bai Zhufeng's strange appearance at first, and suddenly saw her raise her hand and desperately want to push something away, and hurriedly stepped forward, and heard her murmur in pain.

Father?

Of course, Mo Jingshu knew Bai Zhufeng's father, he was an addict and died a miserable death, and her childhood was even more miserable, her mother was beaten to death by her father, if it wasn't for the old man who took her away at that time, maybe she would have been ......

The two eyebrows frowned tightly, "Bamboo wind, wake up ......"

Mo Jingshu gently shook Bai Zhufeng's arm.

He was like an invisible force pulling Bai Zhufeng back to reality from that bloody dream.

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid, he's not here, I'm here." Mo Jingshu hugged the white bamboo wind in his arms.

Listening to his powerful heartbeat, Bai Zhufeng suddenly felt that something was overflowing from his heart, he couldn't restrain himself, and his tears fell uncontrollably, she was very bitter, she was very painful, she was very self-blaming, very guilty.

She never thought about her father's situation, she did hate him before she met Luo Minghui!

She thought that she had no weakness and nothing that could be hurt by others, but in fact, in the bottom of her heart, the biggest pain was her father, the father who ruined her entire childhood with his own hands.

She hated him when she was younger, and at that time she thought how good it would be if he died! Is it that life between himself and his mother will be much better, but he is not dead, but it is his mother who dies.

In this life, Bai Zhufeng can't forget the scene she saw when she came home from school, her father stood in the middle of the living room, surrounded by debris, the TV on the coffee table, her mother fell in a pool of blood, the large glass of the coffee table penetrated directly through her back, and a sharp red was revealed on her chest......

My father was standing there, his eyes glazed over, and his hands were red and yingying, and it was his mother's blood.

The neighbor called the police, but in the end the case was closed by accident, and the father was not imprisoned and was soon released.

On the day of her mother's burial, Bai Zhufeng cried and pulled her mother's sleeve to prevent people from sending her in for cremation, she shouted over and over again, Mom, what should I do if you leave me alone, Mom, I can't live without you, I can't!

Everyone wept, they sympathized with Bai Zhufeng's plight, but no one could save her.

Bai Zhufeng's grandmother's family does not have any relatives, so naturally there will be no kind-hearted relatives to take her away. A young girl has to live with her drugged father, and no one knows what her life will be like in the future.

So she repeated her mother's previous life, going to school, and being beaten by her father when she came home.

When the drug addiction is not onset, my father will occasionally talk to her gently like a normal person, but this is really rare, almost every day when I come home, my father will scream in pain, take a towel or a wooden board and whip her body.

At that time, Bai Zhufeng went to school almost every day with a blue nose and swollen face.

The naughty classmates in the class always liked to call her Little Flower Cat.

Until that day, she hid in the corner and suffered her father's beating, Mo Heting walked in, and the man who followed him firmly grabbed his father's hand, and he beckoned to him gently.

At that time, in Bai Zhufeng's heart, Moheting was a god, a god who could help her get out of the sea of suffering!

So, she didn't hesitate and followed Mo Heting out of her home without warmth.

Bai Zhufeng wondered, will his father be in pain and sadness when he is sober, he lost his wife, lost his daughter, and lived the rest of his life for the rest of his life, what is it for?

When she received the notice of her father's death, Bai Zhufeng's whole body was blindfolded, and she forced herself to forget that she had such a father, he was the shame of her life, and he was the source of her life's pain.

But the moment she saw his corpse, Bai Zhufeng still clearly felt her heartache, she built a fortress for herself in her heart, only her mother, no father, but at that moment she thought of many beautiful pictures of the family together.

She thought that she would not be able to cry for him, but she couldn't restrain her emotions and couldn't cry.

"Bamboo Wind ......" Mo Jingshu never knew that there was a woman crying so helplessly in his arms, which would overwhelm him.

At this time, Bai Zhufeng couldn't hear any sound from the outside world at all, she was completely immersed in her memories and regrets, she didn't know how long she cried, she finally slowly stopped her tears.

"Zhufeng, are you okay? Would you like a glass of water? Mo Jingshu asked tentatively in a gentle voice.

Bai Zhufeng came back to her senses suddenly, she just hugged Mo Jingshu and cried bitterly?

"En......" sat up a little awkwardly, and his gaze fell on the fold in his chest, "I'm sorry." ”

"Drink." Mo Jingshu got up and poured a glass of water, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and didn't say anything else.

Bai Zhufeng hugged the cup, his palm was warm, and his heart was also warm.

Mo Jingshu looked at Bai Zhufeng, his lips moved a few times, he wanted to ask her what she had just dreamed of, but he clearly read the pain in her eyes, and finally didn't say anything.

And, Bai Zhufeng was struggling with whether she should tell him about it if Mo Jingshu asked, she could feel that Mo Jingshu really cared about her at this moment.

But in the end, Mo Jingshu didn't ask, he missed an opportunity to know Bai Zhufeng's heart.

Bai Zhufeng waited for a long time and didn't wait for Mo Jingshu to speak, I don't know why there was a touch of loss in her heart, in fact, she was also looking forward to someone who could let her talk about her heart, but ......

Bai Zhufeng stayed in the hospital for three days, and Murong Zhuoxia naturally reported to work on time every morning, noon and evening, and prepared Bai Zhufeng's favorite dishes every time he appeared.

Mo Jingshu was stunned, she glanced at the things he brought, and barely ate a few bites, while Murong Zhuoxia sent them would eat most of them.

Obviously, they are all her favorite foods, but no matter how she is hospitalized, her taste has changed.

Murong Zhuoxia has been with Bai Zhufeng for so many years, he understands her habits and tastes too clearly, and naturally knows what she wants.

In the evening, Murong Zhuoxia left after work.

Mo Jingshu sat on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Bai Zhufeng asked.

"I've asked the doctor, your injuries are fine, it's just that you can't move your hands, it's okay if you don't move, just raise your hands." Mo Jingshu said with a serious face.

"Huh?" Bai Zhufeng was confused.

As soon as his shoulders sank, the whole person was directly pressed on the bed.

This time, if Bai Zhufeng doesn't understand the meaning of Mo Jingshu again, he can really be called a little white.

"This, this is the hospital!" Bai Zhufeng's face flushed, but someone in the ward could come in at any time, if they were ...... I don't have a face to see people.

"You're my wife!" Mo Jingshu kissed Bai Zhufeng's lips directly, and carefully tied her hands on the top of her head with her big hands, and the kiss became more and more gentle, as if she wanted to hook the fire in her heart together.

The wide hospital gown was a little wrinkled, and he could already faintly see her plumpness, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Wife!" Mo Jingshu called softly, ripped off the last restraints between the two, and became entangled.

Bai Zhufeng slowly fell into his gentle attack......

It was dawn, and the two of them fell asleep deeply.

Originally, they could be discharged from the hospital after completing the formalities in the morning, but the two of them slept until ten o'clock.

Murong Zhuoxia knocked on the door, and the two woke up.

Bai Zhufeng came to his senses in minutes, neither he nor Mo Jingshu were wearing clothes, there were quilts and pillows on the ground, if they were seen, it was better to find a crack in the ground and never come out.

"Who is so early." Mo Jingshu sat up with a frown, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Zhufeng's panicked face, his little face was flushed, he pulled his shirt to block his chest, and he could vaguely see the mottled marks on her chest, all of which were his masterpieces, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"Laugh, you're still laughing." Bai Zhufeng glared at Mo Jingshu, and quickly ran to the bathroom with his clothes.

Leaving behind a mess and a naked ink book.

Murong Zhuoxia knocked on the door a few more times.

Mo Jingshu came back to his senses, "Wait a minute. ”

Picked up his pants and put them on, forehead, shirt, Mo Jingshu remembered that he had just been blocked by Bai Zhufeng on his chest, and brought him into the bathroom.

Somewhat embarrassed, put on a suit and opened the door.

Murong Zhuoxia was stunned.

Mojingshu vacuum? There were still a few obvious scratches on his neck, everyone was an adult, Murong Zhuoxia naturally knew what he had been through, and there was a flash of fire in his eyes.

"Zhufeng's body hasn't fully recovered yet, so you can't control yourself!" The words of the scolding blurted out.

Mo Jingshu raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Zhuoxia as a victor, "Heh, it's all men, I thought Doctor Murong would understand." ”

"You!"

"I don't need to make rounds today, Zhufeng and I will clean up and go through the formalities and leave, thank you very much for Dr. Murong's special care these days." Mo Jingshu emphasized the two words of care.

"Don't tire her out!" Murong Zhuoxia squeezed out a few words with difficulty, turned around and left in embarrassment.

He knew that they were husband and wife, and knew that there would definitely be a bed between them, but why did his heart hurt so much after seeing it with his own eyes?

Zhufeng, are you really in love with Mojingshu and can't extricate yourself?

Zhufeng, how can I completely forget you?

The room finally fell silent.

Bai Zhufeng also changed his clothes, poked his head out of the bathroom, and looked around.

"Come out and give me my shirt back." Mo Jingshu said with a grin.