Chapter 2: Fleeing Misfortune (2)_1
Seeing Mo Yan looking around, Mo Xin seemed to guess what she was thinking and clung to her arm, explaining desperately, "Big sister, Daddy went to find food. He said you fainted because you were starving, and you shouldn’t leave your food for me and little brother anymore. If, if you don’t wake up... we, we..."
Just thinking about how her sister had secretly saved food for her and her little brother, nearly starving to death herself, Mo Xin choked up and couldn’t speak. Watching her sister lying there unconscious, she had almost lost the will to go on.
Mo Yan’s nose tingled, and once more, that unfamiliar surge of emotions spread within her. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch Mo Xin’s head. Noticing something unusual about herself, she paused, then continued comforting the sensible little girl.
But the current situation filled her with worry.
Having fled from the remote Mo Family Village over a month ago, even with the most frugal use, their scant provisions had run out.
In order for her younger siblings to have more to eat, the original host had divided her portion in half for them, leading to a rapid decline in her physical condition until she finally fainted from hunger, never to wake up again...
Thinking of this, Mo Yan touched her right palm with her left hand, a gesture she made subconsciously whenever she faced difficulties.
But what was this raised area on her right palm? She clearly remembered that the original host didn’t have this. Could it be...