Ning Yu walked nervously on the rugged mountain road. She didn't know what she was about to face next.
She had just escaped from the basement where she had been locked up for over two years.
She didn't know the people around her, but these strangers saved her.
After escaping from the basement, she wanted to go home. But after being imprisoned for more than two years, she suddenly came out and saw the sun. She could neither open her eyes nor discern her direction. And the scene was chaotic, with gunshots in our ears and bodies at our feet. She was frightened and didn't know what to do. She could only follow a long-haired man out of instinct. It was him who kicked open the basement door and rescued her.
The mountain road became increasingly difficult to walk, and Ning Yu's lower abdomen became more and more painful.
Ning Yu is pregnant, and the child belongs to the man who imprisoned her.
The reason why she kept silent was that she didn't want to give birth to this child.
Ning Yu couldn't walk anymore, and she fell on the road in pain.
There was a commotion around, and Ning Yu heard someone calling Mr. Mo again.
The sun is about to set, and the forest illuminated by the gorgeous sunset is sad and warm.
The child could not be saved, it was a boy.
The air was very quiet. More than a dozen people glanced at Mr. Mo at the same time. No one dared to speak and just stood there silently.
"She's having a hard time giving birth!"
Ning Yu heard this sentence. She didn't move or cry.
"Let's go! It's hard to walk when it's dark."
Mr. Mo carried Ning Yu on his back.
Ning Yu looked back and saw that only a little bit of the gorgeous glow was left.
It can no longer light up the entire forest.
