You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

After a short period of warmth, it was an unbearable darkness.

Moshi hugged himself and curled up in a corner of the basement.

Without turning on the light, it was pitch black in front of his eyes, but Mo Xi felt a sense of security.

He was more afraid of the darkness when the lights came on in the basement.

Because that person is here.

Mo Xi could hear his own breathing, and in this quietness that could drive people crazy, his will was being worn down little by little.

——If it’s over, there’s no need to suffer.

This idea was very sudden, but it clearly appeared in my mind.

No.

Mo Xi retorted, he thought of Su Qiao relying on himself.

Jojo still needs me.

I can't leave him.

What Mo Xi didn't realize was that he now regarded Su Qiao as the only reason to live.

The world may be just a book, but Sujo is real, Moshi is so sure.

He came to this world just to save Su Qiao.

[Mission completion increased.Current Su Qiao happiness value: 62%]

The system's reminder echoed in Moxi's mind.

Mo Ximu was thinking, what is Qiao Qiao doing, and he happily added three happiness points.

Finally passed.

Even though Han Jing still has a little conscience, if he could not perceive that Su Qiao's happiness value has been increasing, Mo Xi would not believe that the pervert would treat Su Qiao well.

That's it.

That perverted scumbag who will die if he doesn't abuse people for a day probably only needs someone who can let him vent his anger...

Moshi's breakdown is stealthy and slow.

In the silence, he heard footsteps.

Then there was the sound of the door opening.

The body began to tremble reflexively, which was an expression of resistance to the coming violence.

It's just that Moxi is still strong after all, he has learned to try not to show the pain, and cater to Han Jing, so that he can suffer less.

However, doing so would inevitably result in Han Jing's humiliation and mental delay.

However, today, Han Jing didn't touch him as soon as he came up, but sat behind him and hugged him.

Feeling the warm breath against his ear, Mo Xi was embarrassed to find that his body had changed.

Han Jing is in a bad mood today.

Moshi was always mentioned in his ear.

This person...will not be able to stay after all.

"It's so cold..." Han Jing's voice was barely audible.

She put her face on Moxi's back shoulder and wrapped her arms around him, as if this would keep her from being so cold.

At this time in the past, he had already found new toys to enjoy the tragic redness.

But Moshi...is different.

Han Jing didn't know how to describe this feeling.

A monster without empathy would not empathize with Moxi's pain, and even Moxi's tears and scars would only excite him.

But what to say...

He could never get tired of Mo Xi.

He... wanted Moshi to be with him all the time.

Even if Mo Xi is in pain and broken, as long as he can keep him...

The posture of Han Jing holding Mo Xi is like a child holding his beloved doll.

Perhaps Han Jing, who committed the first crime on that evening many years ago, had already stopped his time.

"Comfort me." Han Jing's voice could not hear any emotion, "It's like you are to that thing."

"Su Qiao." Mo Xi retorted softly.

"Well, Su Qiao." Han Jing obediently changed his address.

Mo Xi couldn't hold back, "Can you compare with him?"

After saying this, Mo Xi regretted it. Afraid that Han Jing would become angry, he quickly added, "He's just a child."

Han Jing laughed.

Suddenly, he felt that Mo Xi's protection of Su Qiao was so intrusive.

I really want to destroy it.

OK.

I'm helping Moxi see the true face of that thing.

Han Jing knew that Su Qiao represented the only hope for Mo Xi.

But so what.

It's all because Mo Xi doesn't know people clearly.

Thinking so, Han Jing let go of his arm around Mo Xi, and covered up his malice with a gentle tone, "Would you like to make a bet, Young Master Mo?" He lured him with sweet bait, "If you win , I will let you go."

"Aha..."

A provocative voice came.

At this time in the past, Han Jing had already left.

Su Qiao was waiting in the corridor, and suddenly realized that the door to the basement was not locked.

The light in the basement streams through the half-open door, like a light at the end of the darkness.

Su Qiao walked over uncontrollably.

He saw what he could only see on the screen before.

Mo Xi was facing the door, kneeling on the snow-white blanket, his arms were grabbed by the person behind him, and he could only maintain his balance with difficulty.

The body trembled uncontrollably, glowing a light pink.

Moxi's eyes were covered by a red ribbon, like a snow-white swan falling into the hands of a hunter, he could only tremble pitifully, but he didn't know that this action could arouse the tyranny of others even more.

"come over."

Han Jing's movements didn't stop.

Su Qiao knew that she should turn around and leave.

However, Mo Xi, who was so defenseless, was right in front of his eyes.

If you leave, you may not have another chance.

but...

Su Qiao stood at the door, neither going any further nor walking away.

Han Jing leaned close to Mo Xi's ear, and whispered seductively, "Su Qiao is looking at you."

Mo Xi, who was already a little numb, suddenly struggled.

Han Jing's things are still in his body.

Mo Xi felt Han Jing's hand touch his eyes, and said to himself with a smile.

"Look at your Jojo."

The ribbon that blindfolded his eyes was torn off, and after a brief dizziness, Mo Xi slightly opened his eyes with fear.

he saw...

sujo.

"Ah!" Mo Xi struggled like crazy, trying to hide himself with something.

— was seen!

"Well, it's so tight, relax." Han Jing easily stopped Mo Xi's struggle, exposing him weakly to Su Qiao's sight.

Mo Xi lowered his head, and the strong shame made him shout in a hoarse voice, "Su Qiao, get out! Don't...uh..."

He didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear of leaking his embarrassing voice again.

Han Jing waved to Su Qiao.

"Jojo, he's calling for you, come here quickly."

Han Jing used Mo Xi's address for Su Qiao.

Su Qiao still stood there blankly.

He couldn't hear Han Jing's words, but just looked at the trembling Mo Xi without blinking.

The light refracted pale light, as if converging on that person.At that moment, Su Qiao felt as if a certain switch had been pressed in her brain, and messy thoughts were entangled in her mind.

Neglected childhood.

Bullying in school.

Numerous thoughts of suicide.

And... Moshi's tenderness.

But why?

Why does Moshi treat me so well?

A person like me...what value is there to Moxi?

Su Qiao couldn't think of an answer.

Therefore, the better Mo Xi treated him, the more he panicked.

Just as he was walking on a tightrope, when Mo Xi pulled away, he would fall into the abyss.

Seeing Mo Xi in front of him, Su Qiao felt a sense of reality for the first time.

Moshi... can't go.

The author has something to say:

Author: Ding, Zha Gong invites you, please choose Su Qiao... A. Go away B. Call the police C. Cry in fear

Su Qiao (tilting her head): What should I choose~

Author: Uh huh~ This week’s goal is that Jojo doesn’t have previous memories~ He’s just a child who lacks love~ Moxi who suddenly appeared can’t be trusted~ Mina-sang guess what Su will choose~ Oh ho ho~

ps: Lock peat! ! !It's all invisible! ! !

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