Madam is right

Chapter 712 292. Until I Met You

It was he who was calling her, and for some reason, she actually felt a little relieved.

But when her gaze passed behind him, she realized what he was bearing.

The shaking half of Li Xiucai's house earlier collapsed under the aftershocks.

Those heavy beams, broken roof tiles, and broken crossbars were all on Zhao Mo's back at this moment.

With just one glance, Mo Zhichu's eyes turned red.

She stretched out her hands and feet anxiously, propping herself up on the ruins pushed up by him, trying to share some of his weight, but she didn't know if it would be useful.

With tears falling from the corner of her eyes, Zhao Mo frowned, "Why are you crying..."

Only then did Mo Zhichu realize that what was in his voice was not caution at all, but weakness.

"I didn't cry! Dust fell into my eyes! Zhao Yanqing, why are you so stupid! You bastard!"

Zhao Mo twitched his lips helplessly, "Does Chu'er care about me...or do you want to scold me?"

"How are you? Don't hold on! You're like this...you're going to..."

"No... Believe me, I won't. If I don't hold on... my first child will suffer..."

"No, being with you is not suffering! You... me, what should I do? Yan Qing, tell me, what can I do to share some of the burden for you?"

Zhao Mo breathed a sigh of relief before saying, "Chu'er... chat with me..."

Zhao Mo right now, even if he said a word, seemed to have exhausted all his strength.Mo Zhichu was scared, she was afraid that Zhao Mo would stop responding to her suddenly.

"Okay! Then let's chat. Don't talk, I will talk, but you must respond to me, understand?"

"Ah."

Just when Mo Zhichu was about to say something, the two of them felt the obvious shaking again.

Mo Zhichu only heard Zhao Mo suddenly groan, and then the shaking stopped.

Mo Zhichu hurriedly asked him: "How are you? Yan Qing, don't hold on any longer, okay? Let's find a way together, okay?"

Zhao Mo just shook his head slightly, "It's okay, it's okay...Didn't you say you want...to chat with me?"

"Okay, I'll chat with you. Yanqing, tomorrow is your birthday, haven't you been waiting for me to give you a gift, so you have to hold on, you know?"

"Well... so, Chu'er prepared for me... what..."

"I can't tell you now, I'll tell you tomorrow, okay, so you must be fine!"

The sky was getting dark, Zhao Mo nodded slightly, and Mo Zhichu also disappeared.

But she felt the warm liquid dripping onto her neck.

She stretched out her hand to touch it with some fear, and it felt a little sticky, and she even smelled a bloody smell.

She stretched out her hand to Zhao Mo, and asked softly, "Yan Qing, are you hurt?"

Zhao Mo was silent for a long time and did not respond. If she could not hear his breathing, she was really afraid that he would just disappear.

After a long time, Zhao Mo said: "Although you told me not to speak, there are some things... I still want to tell you... Chu'er... Can you listen to me?"

She couldn't tell whether sand had gotten into her eyes or something else, she just felt that her eyes were so sour.

"Okay, I'm listening."

"I used to feel that God was playing tricks on me... making me fall in love... making me regret... until I met you..."

(End of this chapter)