Chapter 1192: Gu Jin is heartbroken and sad
Chapter 1192: Gu Jin is heartbroken and sad
The narrow alleys are sheltered from the wind and quiet. He likes places where no one is disturbed.
Because as long as there are people, he will be spurned by others, and when he encounters a bad temper, he will often get beaten.
He found some discarded newspapers in the alley, covered with weeds, and planned to spend the night like this.
This is much better than him in winter. In the winter, he couldn't find a place to keep warm, and he almost died of freezing and starvation several times.
But his vitality is tenacious, God won't accept him.
Every time, when he was about to die, he would survive miraculously.
Afterwards, he himself felt surprised.
Could it be that this is his little luck being abandoned by God, even if he is dead?
That night, he thought that there was no begging to eat, and he could sleep well at night.
God seemed to see him having a good time, a few drunk men walked through the alley in the middle of the night and found his existence.
He wanted to narrow his presence and avoid them, but was discovered.
They humiliated him, beat him, and after venting, they slapped him in the face.
The sound of pattering water sounded in his ears, and the foul smell rushed into his nose.
This was definitely the first time in his life and this life that he was sick and no longer wanted to eat. After those people left, he vomited even though his stomach was empty.
Finally, he crawled to the edge of the river and cleaned his body.
He almost drowned in the water because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet.
At this moment, everything An Mingji felt on his cheeks made his unwilling memories reappear in his mind, and his stomach was surging rapidly.
I want to give him a charity from an aunt in the morning, and vomit half of the buns in my stomach.
Gu Jin didn't realize that there was something wrong with him. The tears in her eyes fell on An Mingji's face and couldn't stop it.
"vomit!"
An Mingji finally couldn't control it.
He chuckled and vomited out all the little food in his stomach.
Dirt stained Gu Jin's clothes, and most of them were still sprayed on the ground.
What An Mingji vomited out was half-digested steamed buns that had been soaked in stomach water and slightly yellowed.
Regardless of the dirt on her clothes, Gu Jin stared at An Mingji with a panic expression.
She held An Mingji in her arms tightly: "Xiao'an, what's wrong with you, Xiaoan?"
The voice was worried and heartache.
An Mingji's stomach was still noisy.
Hearing Gu Jin's call to him, he improved strangely.
Xiaoan?
It's been a long time, no one has called him like that.
He slowly turned his head, with dark and paranoid eyes like a wolf, staring at Gu Jin: "You, know me?"
His voice was dry and dumb, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Gu Jin nodded vigorously.
Yes, how could she not know him.
This is the child she held in her hand, pained, petted, and carefully raised.
Gu Jin has a thousand words to say, and there are more and more people watching.
She hugged An Mingji, who was thin in her arms, and walked quickly in one direction.
Gu Jin didn't know why she appeared here, or if there was another one of her here.
She just wanted to find a place to stay, heal An Mingji's legs, give him a bath, and ask him what happened to him.
Wanhai City is still so familiar to Gu Jin.
But some places are really strange.
The Jiang family is the richest man in Wanhai City, and once built a layer of residential buildings opposite Wanhai Middle School.
But now, the place is deserted, with only a few small restaurants.
This is very different from what Gu Jin remembered.
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