President Hunting Love is too fierce

Bai Ling felt her heart hurt so badly, there was a sudden piercing pain, which made her feel so uncomfortable that she almost couldn't breathe in her chest.

She didn't know why she felt so sad.

Isn't it just being cheated?It's no big deal, she has survived so many blows, she can bear it, can't she.

But the nose suddenly became sore, the throat tightened for a while, and the tears welled up uncontrollably.

Drop by drop, it rolled down the cheeks. [

"Mofei, let's go!" Bai Ling said calmly with tears in her eyes.

Suddenly, she didn't want to say anything, she didn't want to question, she didn't want to scold, she didn't want to find out why.

In this world, there were not so many reasons, and she was used to facing everything alone.

But now everything is back to where it was.

She struggled from Mo Fei's embrace, enduring the pain in her feet, dragged her uncomfortably trembling body, and stumbled to the bedside.

Staggering to climb onto the bed, she shivered and pulled the quilt over, covered her whole body in the quilt, and curled herself tightly into a ball.

In this way, the cruel world of reality can be isolated, and she can shrink into the bed to protect herself. This dark world can make her feel weakly safe.

As long as you tightly curl your body into a ball, no one can hurt her.

Yes, no one wants to hurt her again, so she won't be sad.

She won't be sad for anyone or anything, she doesn't care about anything, so she won't feel sad.

Bai Ling kept comforting herself.

His trembling hands tightly grasped the quilt, and in the dark bed, he kept crying unconsciously.

Her tears were like a river without an embankment, it couldn't flow dry, and kept falling on the quilt, moistening the entire quilt.

Although the tears kept flowing, she couldn't cry no matter what, her throat seemed to be blocked.

I didn't even have the energy to cry.

The air in the quilt was very thin, and she gradually felt blurred.

I tried my best to open my eyes and look at the dark world, but I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

She couldn't help shedding tears, and murmured hoarsely: "Dad... Mom... I miss you so much... Dad, when will you take me away... How can you bear to leave me alone... I can't live anymore... Really alive I can't go down...I'm so tired and uncomfortable...Hurry up and take me away..."

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