"I said, no!" Jian Junxi's eyes full of vicissitudes were overflowing with bitterness.

It was as if someone was holding a hammer and knocking a nail on it again and again, and the bloody wound seemed to be irreparable.

"Can you take him? Why can't you accept me? Mo Zixuan's heart ached like a knife, shook her arms, and asked angrily.

These words were like a basin of ice water falling from the sky, and Jian Junxi only felt cold all over his body, and his heart was cold.

Nangong Jing is like she pulled a rib from herself.

And these words were like Mo Zixuan holding this rib and piercing her heart, and the pain was like a flood of beasts, rolling in......

Why did you accept Nangong Jing? Why exactly?

The love is unforgettable, I can't tell what is good about him, but no one can replace him......

What can be done to escape from this emotional cage?

"Xue'er, you and I, although we have been separated for more than ten years, our relationship is the same as back then, isn't it? Just let me stay with you, okay? ”

Mo Zixuan pleaded humbly, holding her arms again, her tearful eyes full of fear and uneasiness.

Jian Junxi's eyes were full of anger and hatred in grief, and he pushed him away with his backhand, and choked up: "Mo Zixuan, do you know?

When I was a child, my aunt left me as soon as my mother left, and then, my father was also blown up, and the feeling of falling from heaven to hell will never be forgotten!

I was bullied in order to wait for my aunt to come back, but I was pitiful at that time, and I didn't even know what death was

I'm just afraid, not afraid that my second aunt and grandmother will beat me, I'm just afraid, I will never see my mother and aunt again, and I want to know where heaven is every day?

I...... I've never told anyone, but there's one thing I'm particularly afraid of...... I live in the kitchen chore.

There were a lot of rats every night, and they kept crawling on me all night long, as if they knew I was a bully.

As soon as I woke up, they ran away, I fell asleep, they came again, and I didn't dare to cry yet, for fear that if I cried, my mother would be in pain in heaven and vomit blood

A child, starting from the age of four, has been tormented like this for countless nights, painful, and desperate, how many people in the world can understand?

The first time I met your mother, she thought I was a child picking up rags, I remember her, and asked me softly, are you hungry?

I can't forget her kind eyes, and like my mother, it was your family who gave me warmth when I was most frightened and desperate.

It makes me feel that there is not only darkness in my world, at least there is your family of three, you are the only candle in my life.

Later, you ...... You and your parents are gone, and my world is once again dark, and there is no light left.

Every time, when I'm sad, I'm still used to running to your house and sitting in front of your house.

I really want my aunt to come and open the door for me, I also want to hear you tell me a story, I look at that road.

How I wish Brother Xuan would come back to see me, but you're gone, you're all gone.

Never coming back, maybe we'll never get a chance to see each other again in our lifetime......"

Silent tears slipped from her eyes, and she didn't know why the dusty memory was so clear at this moment.

"I'm sorry......" Mo Zixuan's tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes like beads that had been taken off the thread.

Every word she said made his heart cut like a knife and he felt remorse.

(End of chapter)