Mu Baoer's heart trembled. She said she was pretending to be sick, but that was not necessarily true. She did have chronic gastritis.

She was arrested and imprisoned a few days ago. She was starved several times and beaten severely. Her health was indeed not very good and her stomach was not feeling well.

"I do have chronic gastritis, believe it or not. If you grow up very happily and have meals cooked by your mother every day, who will get this disease of wealth?"

There was a hint of longing in her eyes, her heart tightened, and she forced a smile.

"If you are in a precarious situation, you have eaten the last meal but not the next one, and you have even tasted the feeling of being hungry and dizzy, why can't you get this disease? If you like to eat, because you are afraid of the feeling of hunger, you always want to eat more, you can put the past

Fill it back."

If you have ever experienced the feeling of fainting from hunger, you will understand how happy it is to have food.

I remember those desolate days when I was abandoned by my mother when I was a child and ended up on the streets.

Even if I pick up the half-eaten food left by others, I will eat it without leaving anything. Because I am so hungry, I will eat whatever I can as long as I have something to eat. At that time, I didn’t understand what self-esteem was at all.

Even if a person is called a little beggar and is driven away by disgust, he will not feel anything.

She was so young at that time and suddenly lost the protection of her relatives. She felt extremely scared. She wandered along the street looking for her mother every day, so persistently, day after day. Because she was too young, she didn't understand what abandonment meant.

She always thought that her mother would come back to find her, and she always thought that she would never feel hungry again.

But hunger is still hunger, and hesitation is still hesitation. In the vast sea of ​​people, there is only her small body stubbornly chasing middle-aged women with similar backs, but her mother disappears from her world forever.

Thinking of everything that happened in the past, my heart still hurts, a bone-piercing pain.

Tears rolled in her eyes but did not fall. Now that she has grown up, she will no longer cry out of fear like she did when she was a child.

I've just become very fond of eating. As long as I'm full, I'll forget the burning feeling in my stomach from hunger.

You will forget the days when you were wandering on the streets helplessly, picking up something to eat.

Will not forgive.

She will never forgive her mother!

"Are you telling the truth?" Ji Mo suddenly sat up, his eyes as bright as lightning, staring at her expression seriously.

Mu Baoer turned her head aside, not wanting him to see her teary eyes. She didn't want to pity herself, nor did she want others to pity her.

"It's fake... you can believe it when I'm joking. We're not in the old society. How could we faint from hunger?" She smiled nonchalantly.

She can survive today not because of other people's pity, but because of her strength and persistence.

Reality told her that no matter how painful her own affairs were, they would be insignificant to others, so don't expect to be like those in TV dramas, where others will help you and sympathize with your plight because you are pitiful. To survive, you must rely on yourself.

Ji Mo turned her face back and stared deeply into her tear-filled eyes: "I believe you."

For some reason, after hearing his words, Mu Baoer's tears suddenly flowed down and she couldn't stop them.

She didn't want to cry, and it wasn't because she was moved. It was just these words that made her unable to control her emotions for a moment, and she broke down crying.

Ji Mo put his arms around her shoulders, let her lean into his arms, and rubbed her hair helplessly.
Chapter completed!