When getting off the car, no, getting off the wolf, Jiang Henian couldn't stand anymore. His whole body was sore and he was shivering with pain. He was carried in by He Jinshan.
She sniffed and said nothing.
The girl's face and neck, which were originally covered with horrific bloodstains, had been wiped clean, leaving only a few thin, light red scratches from tree branches, and her little face was pale.
But her eyelids were swollen from crying, her eye sockets were wet and red, and her dark eyes were full of grievance and fear.
If she cried out in pain at the beginning, now she was crying out of grievance, feeling wronged about everything.
Throughout the whole day, there was nothing that did not make me feel wronged or afraid.
When the little girl faces danger alone, she can pretend to be tough and not let herself be bullied, she can grit her teeth and remain calm while dealing with two vicious human traffickers, and she can use her wit to escape and flee alone in the jungle.
But now that I'm safe and have someone to rely on, the fear and terror that I've been suppressing in my heart will come back to bite me exponentially.
She couldn't hold back her tears at all.
She was in pain everywhere.
Jiang Henian was wearing He Jinshan's clothes, which were covered in blood and mud and had been thrown into the bonfire next to him and burned.
She looked at He Jinshan, who wore a white old man's vest as a high-quality tight-fitting men's item, revealing his light wheat-colored tendon muscles, with his red rabbit eyes wide open and his red lips puckered and trembling.
It's like a child who got bullied and went home to tell his parents, trying to hold back his tears but couldn't.
Mr. He, who has always been the most impatient with tears and would twist his neck when he was unhappy, is now completely helpless.
The man knelt on the ground, leaned over and hugged the petite body in his arms.
He raised his hand awkwardly, opened his palm, patted the little head, and began to coax the person.
It was so small that his palm could completely cover it.
Holding it in my arms feels like it has no bones, soft and small.
I'm afraid that if I use a little strength, I can crush her.
How did such a delicate child escape from the hands of two human traffickers and get covered in injuries?
A murderous look rose in the man's dark eyes, but his movements became more gentle.
He rubbed the soft hair with his big hands and stroked along the trembling back, and uttered low, soothing words that became increasingly skilled.
"Okay, okay, I'm not scared anymore."
"Be good, Niannian. It's okay. Uncle is here."
Jiang Henian curled up his hands and buried them in He Jinshan's warm and broad arms. He breathed in the familiar scent, his nose was sore, and his tears instantly wet his thin vest.
Accompanied by a cry full of attachment, she murmured "Uncle..."
It burned He Jinshan's heart directly.
The deep black eyes trembled.
This was the beginning of the man who was the most unruly, perverse and vicious at heart having his ribs pulled.
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