Warning- (This chapter has content related to child abuse. However, This story does not support Child abuse in any way. If you don't wish to read such content then, please skip it.)
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Zhu Jidong left the iron rod in his hand and held Mo Chen with one hand while his other hand ad the wooden stick.
He knew the hitting the young boy with iron rod could result in serious injuries and Mo Chen could die also as the iron rod was sharp. He couldn't afford to kill Mo Chen.
However, he could teach him a lesson by keeping him on the brink of death.
"Ah…"
A loud scream echoed in the room as the wooden stick on Zhu Jidong's hand hit Mo Chen's legs.
"You think that you can run away, huh?"
Zhu Jidong said tightly holding Mo Chen's arm as he was struggling to free himself from his hold. With these words. He hit Mo Chen once more on his legs.
This time, Mo Chen cried out loud again and then fell down on the ground.
The next few moments, he tried to cover his head as Zhu Jidong hit him here and there.
"You dared to hit me…"
Zhu Jidong was panting after a whole two minutes as he continued to whisper angrily and then hit Mo Chen.
The young boy lying on the ground had stopped moving long ago but in his rage, Zhu Jidong couldn't see that.
It was only when he felt a heavy object hitting his head, he stopped. He felt a trail of blood flowing down from his head as he slowly turned to see who this daring person was although he already has his doubts.
"You…"
Sure enough, it was Mo Roulan.
His eyes were filled with sheer anger, however, he couldn't raise his hand to hit Mo Roulan at all. Everything in front of his eyes felt blurry and he suddenly slid down to the floor and then laid on the ground unmoving.
Mo Roulan's cold eyes finally went to her brother. However, they went blank when she noticed that Mo Chen was not moving at all.
The next moment, she was filled with panic and fear as she staggered towards her brother and called out.
"Chenchen…Jiejie is here…Chenchen…"
It took Mo Roulan a few moments to bend down to the ground despite the pain in her leg. These few moments were perhaps the most horrible moments of her life …Mo Roulan could not help but think inside her heart.
As she removed Mo Chen's hands from his head, she wished desperately for him to be fine.
"Chenchen…"
Mo Chen's eyes were closed and Mo Rouan's heart sank instantly when she saw the wound of his temple had now opened and was bleeding furiously.
Her brother's face looked deathly pale.
With tear filled eyes and trembling hands, Mo Roulan patted her brother's cheek again and again.
"Chenchen…please wake up for Jiejie….Jiejie won't be able to live if something happened to you again."
Mo Roulan whispered in a choked voice.
She covered her face with her hands as she couldn't understand what she should do. They were in a completely isolated place. She couldn't even take Mo Chen to a hospital even if Zhu Jidong and Xun Weilan were not a threat to her any longer.
She was stuck.
Mo Roulan cried out in frustration. Why can't life be merciful to her for once? Why let her even reborn if she was to lose her brother all over again?
And just at this moment, she heard an almost inaudible whisper
"Jiejie…"
Mo Roulan's eyes flew wide open and she looked down at Mo Chen instantly.
"Chenchen…"
She whispered in a trembling voice when she saw that his eyes were barely open.
"Jiejie…you are alright?"
Mo Roulan couldn't stop the fresh tears that rolled down her eyes. It was he who was in more pain than her perhaps but he was still worrying about her. Sniffing softly, she nodded her head and tried to answer Mo Chen's question without choking.
"I am alright, Chenchen…you…what about you? Where does it hurt?"
It hurt everywhere actually but Mo Chen didn't want to say the same to his sister. The young boy gritted his teeth and tried to get up from the ground despite the pain in his body
His eyes however were filled with fear as well as happiness when he saw Zhu Jidong lying on the ground just a few steps away.
Mo Roulan didn't want him to look at Zhu Jidong so she turned his face towards her and asked her again how he was feeling.
"I am alright, Jiejie"
Mo Chen lied. Even Mo Roulan knew that but she couldn't really do anything now.
"We need to leave, Chenchen."
Mo Chen nodded his head vigorously. However, when he tried to get up, tears started to fill his eyes. He had to muffle the sobs that were to escape his lips because of the pain in his legs.
Mo Roulan bit her lips when she saw her brother's struggle.
She didn't know if she should be thankful that Mo Chen was behaving so sensibly or she should be worried. At this moment, she really needed him to be strong because she herself was not that strong.
The memories from past were clouding her mind and the only thing she could feel was despair, pain and depression.
Suppressing the urge to cry, she helped Mo Chen in getting up from the ground.
Mo Chen could walk …although very slowly, he could walk continuously and Mo Roulan was very grateful for that.
The brother and sister staggered out of the room leaving Zhu Jidong on the floor somehow.
Of course, Mo Roulan didn't forget to take the iron rod from the room and she picked the wooden stick also so that Mo Chen can also defend himself just in case he needed to.
A whole five minutes later, Mo Roulan and Mo Chen reached the hall that lead to the exit of the building. Both of them were silent.
The next moment, a loud shout sounded in the deathly silent hall.
"Stop right there!"
And Mo Roulan and Mo Chen froze in their places.
The sister and brother looked at each other with fear-filled eyes as they slowly turned around to look at Zhu Jidong who was standing just a few steps away from them.
However, the most eye-catching thing was the revolver he held in his hands.
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