Chapter 53 Wan Wan, I Hurt So Much
Shen Mo's mobile phone number was left in the cake shop, and the presence of this cake here can only mean that after the quarrel with her, Shen Mo went to pick up the cake, put it at the door... and left.

Shen Mo should have left, right? He left without saying a word to her. .It must have been heartbreaking too.

"Teacher Jiang, where's Uncle Shen?" Yaya asked curiously after looking around but didn't see Shen Mo's figure.Before, as long as Shen Mo and Jiang Tingwan were together, and Jiang Tingwan appeared not far away, Shen Mo would definitely be there.

"He... his company has a temporary business, so he went back first." Jiang Tingwan thought of a reason casually, and told Yaya.

Yaya obviously couldn't believe it, "Really? Didn't Uncle Shen come here specially to celebrate Teacher Jiang's birthday? Why did he leave before the birthday is over?" Yaya sighed while talking, but she also knew What Jiang Tingwan said should be true, she just felt sorry for Uncle Shen, he didn't know how to cherish such a good opportunity to get close to Teacher Jiang.

"He has something to do temporarily at work, and he can't help it. He has already told me happy birthday." Jiang Tingwan explained again.

In fact, she didn't need to explain so much to Yaya, no matter how sensible Yaya was, she was still a child, and a child would pass it by just fooling around, but now she just wanted to say more, and she wanted to tell others about Shen Mo.

"Okay then." Although it's a pity that Uncle Shen can't accompany Teacher Jiang on his birthday, at least Uncle Shen came to see Teacher Jiang, and it seems that they have a good relationship. She still remembers the last time they left Haicheng At that time, Mr. Jiang seemed to be fighting with Uncle Shen, but now it seems that he should be fine.

Children's minds are always simple, thinking that after a quarrel, it will be okay for a long time, and they don't think that after the quarrel, it will be like a bowl with a crack, even if it can be used normally, but the trace can never be recovered Even when it encounters high temperature, the whole bowl may fall apart, and there are countless pieces.

Yaya raised the two things in her hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, grandma has stewed chicken soup for you and fried some wild vegetables. Let's eat together."

There are many mountains in Qingyun Town, and there are many wild vegetables here. Many wild vegetables are delicious and nourishing. However, these things have to be harvested by hand, which is very dangerous. Many people are unwilling to do this. , generally only the elderly pick and eat for themselves, so outsiders can’t buy it if they want to.

Ever since Jiang Tingwan helped Yaya, Grandma Yaya would often make a few of these dishes for Yaya to send over.

Jiang Tingwan nodded and said, "Okay."

The two went to the house together. The dishes prepared by Shen Mo were still there without moving. The two wiped out the dishes and cakes made by Grandma Yaya. Sweets always bring healing power to people. After eating, I feel much better.

Jiang Tingwan put the bad mood behind her, and did what she was doing wholeheartedly.

Jiang Tingwan asked Yaya to live here tonight, but Yaya didn't refuse. She downloaded a few sets of test papers from the Internet for Yaya to do. Now that she has entered the stage of general review, Yaya also needs to consolidate the knowledge she learned before.

In this cold winter, small snowflakes have been floating outside. In a small courtyard in Qingyun Town, a young woman is earnestly tutoring a little girl with her homework. The woman teaches seriously, and the little girl learns. She was also very serious, without a hint of disgust on her face, instead she was eager to absorb the knowledge points taught by the woman.

The little girl is working hard for her own future, and behind the little girl's hard work, women are shining. No matter what role Jiang Tingwan plays in front of Shen Mo, and whether she is a woman who betrayed her ex-boyfriend, at this moment, she Her contribution to mountain village education will not be concealed, and her spirit and everything she has given will not be forgotten by the people here.

At this moment, she is not just Jiang Tingwan, she is also an angel for some elementary school students here, a guide who can lead them out of the mountains.

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Shen Mo lay groggy on the bed, the temperature on his body continued to burn his skin, obviously his body was very hot, but he still kept trying to cover himself under the quilt, his body was very hot, but his brain Tell yourself it's really cold.

Based on years of experience, he should have a fever by now.

Shen Mo thought about this unsatisfactory body, obviously he just suffered from the cold for a while, and then he would catch a cold and have a fever. When he was training before, he stayed alone in the snowy mountains for three days and three nights, and when he came out he was fine.

But now it’s not working, is he old... how can he be old, he has never felt happiness in his life, he has never felt sorry for the person he wants to love in his life, he has never held hands, he has never felt the feeling of being loved taste……

He is less than thirty years old, but he seems to have spent most of his life...

There is no light ahead, and he doesn't know what's the point of continuing like this.Should I stay here, or... just leave this world?
His body was sore, his arms were weak, and he had no strength.Shen Mo knew that if he didn't calm down his body, maybe something really happened to him.He can't die, at least not yet, even if he dies, he can't die here.

If he really died here without a sound, there might not even be someone to clean him up.

In this world, he has no one who cherishes him, so who would want to come and see him?No one will.

Shen Mo resisted the discomfort in his body, sat up, supported the edge of the bed and got out of the bed. With just a few consecutive movements, he had already rested several times, and there were already many beads of sweat on his forehead.He supported the edge of the bed and went downstairs step by step, walked to the kitchen, got himself a glass of water, then went to the drawer of the TV cabinet to find antipyretics, and took them.

In the past few years, it's not that he hasn't had a fever, and he doesn't bother to go to the hospital every time, so he just swallows a few antipyretics. Fortunately, he survives every time.

After taking the medicine, he really didn't have the strength to go upstairs, so he buried himself in the sofa, hunched over, trying to make himself feel better.

Haicheng's winter is already very cold, and it's snowing heavily outside, Shen Mo stays alone in a well-heated room, with no one to talk to.He was very tired, he had a fever, and no one cared about him. If it wasn't for his tenacious willpower, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on long ago.

It's already pitiful enough to be lonely like him, and now even the fever is targeting him.

A person endures physical discomfort and psychological and practical loneliness. There are many living beings in the world, but there is no one who cares about him. He has done so many things, but there is only one reason - to want to be loved That's all, but it's already a luxury.

He is not greedy, but God does not even grant him his only desire, how cruel!

Shen Mo's consciousness on the sofa fell into a coma again. Before the coma, he was still muttering: "Wanwan, I'm in so much pain..."

However, the only answer to him was the silence of the room and the memory of the clock ticking.

(End of this chapter)

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