As he watched Gu Zechen faint, the tattooed man snorted coldly and stopped in his tracks. "Damn it, it's better if I never see you again. Bite me? Every time I see you, I'll hit you."

Looking at the clear tooth marks on his wrist, the tattooed man turned around and kicked again before stopping: "Let's go. Chuge said there's new merchandise, let's go take a look!"

The moment she was released, Yi Mo immediately pounced on Gu Zechen, crying out, "Brother Zechen, sob, Brother Zechen..."

Trembling little hands pushed and shoved the person on the ground. The delicate little face wrinkled into a ball, tears filled the black pupils, sliding down drop by drop. The petite nostrils flared, their whole body trembling as they sobbed...

The city under the night sky, so bustling, yet so desolate. Yi silently kept watch over Gu Zechen, crying and calling out. The passing pedestrians only cast curious glances, let alone offering a helping hand. There wasn't even a person who approached to ask a question.

I don't know if I woke up because I was in pain or because I was awakened by the noise around me. With a low, almost inaudible whimper, Gu Zechen slowly opened his heavy eyelids. The focal point of his gaze was the tear-streaked face of Yi Mo, sobbing.

"Chen Gege!" The warmth on the back of her hand brought tears to Yi Mo's eyes. She hastily wiped away her tears and knelt beside Gu Zechen. Carefully, she helped him up and said, "Gege, you're hurt. Mo Er didn't do well. Mo Er didn't protect you!"

"Wuwuwu!" The soft sobbing turned into loud wailing. Xiaomo's mouth hung open, eyes shut tightly as tears streamed down their face. It was all their fault. If it wasn't for them insisting on coming to this place, Chen Gege wouldn't have been beaten up. "Wuwuwu..."

Gu Zechen propped up his body and sat slumped on the ground, not caring about the dirt on his hands as he wiped away Yan Mo's tears repeatedly.

Tears welled up continuously, quickly wetting Gu Zechen's hands. The dust and dirt on his hands were soaked by the tears, sticking to Yi Mo's face in streaks. Her delicate little face instantly turned into that of a kitten's.

Be quiet, Momo, don't cry...

Repeating it over and over in his heart, Gu Zechen lamented his inability to speak. For Gu Zechen, Yi Mo's tears were even more unbearable than the punches and kicks just now.

I really want to comfort Momo, but when I opened my mouth, not a sound came out. Gu Zechen was furious, gritting his teeth. If only he could speak, how great would that be? If only he had the ability, then Momo wouldn't have to suffer with him.

Reaching out, Gu Zechen pulled Mo'er into his embrace. He pat her back gently, as waves of grievances, sadness, and self-blame, along with the pain coursing through his body, assaulted Gu Zechen's young nerves. His nose tingled, and his eyes could no longer hold back the tears that rolled down uncontrollably...

He shouldn't have taken Mo'er out in the first place, and he shouldn't have let Mo'er stubbornly leave the person who wanted to adopt her. It was all his fault that Mo'er was implicated. If it wasn't because of him, Mo'er would have long had her own home and life.

He was the one who dragged Mu'er down, he was the one who oversimplified everything...

On a cool night, in the bustling city district illuminated by flashing neon lights, two people embraced each other and wept, completely out of sync with the noisy and bustling metropolis.

Feeling the gradually lowering voice in his arms, Gu Zechen sniffed and shook the person awake. If they fell asleep in this place, they would definitely catch a cold.

Gu Zechen glanced up at "YesBar" and, enduring the pain in his body, lifted Yimo up. His tear-filled eyes were brimming with determination and resilience.