Chapter 1192 Gu Jin Is Both Heartbroken and Sad

The narrow alleys are sheltered and quiet, and he likes this kind of undisturbed place.

Because as long as there are people, he will be spurned by others, and when he encounters bad-tempered people, he will often be beaten.

He found some discarded newspapers in the alley, covered him with weeds, and planned to spend the night just like that.

This was much better than in winter. In winter, it was icy and snowy, and he couldn't find a place to warm himself, and he almost froze and starved to death several times.

But his vitality is tenacious, and God will not accept him.

Every time, when he was dying, he would miraculously survive.

Afterwards, he himself was surprised.

Could it be that this is the little luck that he was abandoned by God, and he didn't even want him to die.

That night, he thought he could get a good night's sleep without begging to eat.

God seemed to see him having a good time. In the middle of the night, several men who had drunk too much walked through the alley and discovered his existence.

He wanted to shrink his presence to avoid them, but was found.

They humiliated him, beat him, and when they were done venting, they punched him in the face.

The sound of the water rustled in his ears, and the stench pierced his nose.

This was definitely the first time in his life that he felt nauseated and no longer wanted to eat. After those people left, he vomited a lot even though his stomach was empty.

Finally, he crawled to the edge of the river and washed the filth on his body.

He almost drowned in the water because of the inconvenience of his legs.

At this moment, everything An Mingji felt on his cheek made the memory that he didn't want to remember reappeared in his mind, and his stomach was rumbling rapidly.

He wanted to give him alms from an aunt in the morning, and he spit out half of the steamed buns in his stomach.

Gu Jin didn't notice anything wrong with him, the tears in her eyes fell drop by drop on An Mingji's face, and she couldn't stop it.

"vomit!"

An Mingji finally couldn't control it.

He snorted and spit out all the food that was not much in his stomach.

The dirt was stained on Gu Jin's clothes, and most of them were still sprayed on the ground.

What An Mingji spat out was half-digested steamed buns that had been soaked in slightly yellowish stomach water.

Gu Jin didn't care about the dirt on her clothes, she stared at An Mingji tightly, her face panicked.

She hugged An Mingji tightly in her arms: "Xiao An, Xiao An, what's wrong with you?"

The voice was worried and heartbroken.

An Mingji's stomach was still buzzing.

Hearing Gu Jin's call to him, he felt a strange improvement.

Xiao An?

It had been a long time, and no one had called him that.

He turned his head slowly, his dark and paranoid eyes like a wolf, and stared at Gu Jin: "You, know me?"

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Gu Jin nodded vigorously.

Know, how could she not know him.

This is the child that she held in her hand, loved, pampered, and cared for her carefully.

Gu Jin has a thousand words to say, but more and more people are watching.

She hugged An Mingji, who was emaciated in her arms, and walked quickly in one direction.

Gu Jin didn't know why she appeared here, or if there was another her here.

Now she just wants to find a place to stay, heal An Mingji's leg, give him a bath, and ask him what happened.

Wanhai City is still so familiar to Gu Jin.

But some places are indeed unfamiliar.

Jiang's family is the richest man in Wanhai City, and once built a residential building with layers of residential buildings opposite Wanhai Middle School.

But now, it is deserted, with only a few small restaurants.

This was very different from what Gu Jin remembered.