"Xue'er, Xue'er, what's wrong with you?" Chu Molin tried to hold Qin Xue's hand.
"No, I didn't mean to, it hurts, Grandma, save me.
Save Xue'er, I didn't mean to bite Qiuqiu.
It was Qiuqiu who scolded me for not having a mother, and said I was a wild child abandoned by my father. She also beat me, so I bit her.
Yes, it was all Qiuqiu's fault, she went too far.
Fat Auntie, don't pull my hair, it hurts, I won't do it again.
Wuuwuu, Grandpa, where are you? Save Xue'er, Grandma, where are you all?"
Qin Xue thought Chu Molin was going to pull her hand and yank her hair.
She couldn't tell if this was reality or a deeply buried memory in her mind.
Chu Molin saw that she was struggling even harder. Why did just one black and blue bite mark make her like this?
What has she gone through? If he didn't misunderstand, Qin Xue's movement was to protect her head, right?
Who has done something to her head before?
