Huo Jingmo often suffered from injuries when he was a child.
And because his mother was an adult, she was even more seriously injured.
That winter night, little Huo Jingmo went to a restaurant to help wash dishes and do chores so that his mother could see a doctor.
However, his mother died at home because her ribs were broken and her internal organs were punctured.
She knew that Huo Jingmo must have regretted it and blamed himself for not being at home at that time.
But Huo Jingmo was only thirteen years old at that time.
"It's not your fault." She kept repeating, not wanting this to become a hurdle that he would never get over.
Huo Jingmo smiled lowly, but there was a hint of bitterness in the laughter: "It's really not my fault, so when he was being collected by gangsters, I didn't help him. I watched him being beaten to death."
He stepped away slightly, held Gu Ruojiao's cheek, and looked straight at her.
"Isn't it scary for me to be like this?"
"I……"
"Don't say it."
But just when she was about to answer, Huo Jingmo blocked her.
"No need to tell me."
The answer is not important to him, because no matter she is afraid or not, he cannot let her go.
Gu Ruojiao said nothing more.
She is not a saint, she has a compassionate heart to save all sentient beings, and she has no position to judge Huo Jingmo's actions.
She was not the person involved and had not experienced the dark past he had experienced, so she had no right to say that what he did was wrong.
She just said: "None of us are wrong."
It's not their fault for being bullied, it's those who bully and harm others.
They don't need to bear the burden and guilt for it.
Gu Ruojiao hugged him, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time.
After a long time, Huo Jingmo carried her to the bathroom.
I thought he would do something, but Huo Jingmo just put her down and went out.
When Gu Ruojiao came out after washing, he had also washed her.
Huo Jingmo's hair was still wet, just a little wiped.
He was sitting on the two-person sofa and seemed to be reading documents.
Seeing her coming out, he put down the documents in his hands.
"come over."
Gu Ruojiao did not go over, but went back and took out a towel.
Just as she was about to go around to the back to wipe him, he pulled her to the front and held her on his lap.
"Young Marshal~?"
"Just wipe it like this."
Gu Ruojiao had no choice but to kneel on the sofa and straighten up to wipe his head.
But this posture is really a bit too shameful.
Because her softness is right in front of him.
She could only straighten her back as much as possible so as not to touch him.
However, the man was very mean-spirited. He clearly saw her embarrassment and still wanted to tease her.
His hands were dishonestly placed on the back of her waist, moving back and forth.
Gu Ruojiao's face felt a little hot and she stretched out her hand to pat him lightly.
Huo Jingmo chuckled and suddenly buried his face.
She trembled suddenly and let out a very low moan from her throat.
"Young Marshal."
"Call my name."
"Jing...Jingmo."
"Yeah, well done."
He moved as he spoke, and Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but reach out and touch him.
"Hmm~ I haven't dried it yet."
"You continue."
With things like this, how could Gu Ruojiao continue as if nothing had happened?
"Young Marshal~"
"Wrong call."
He took a punishing bite.
Gu Ruojiao's body softened and she fell on him.
Huo Jingmo simply held the back of her head and kissed her.
Because of his actions, she leaned back involuntarily, and was so frightened that she quickly hugged his neck.
In this way, the two of them were almost touching each other.
Huo Jingmo kissed her for a while and then changed places.
Thin kisses fell on her ears and neck.
Wherever he touched, waves of numbness slowly spread.
Little Rose closed her eyes shyly, her body trembling slightly.
