His Heart Ached
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Does it hurt?"
Mu Anan's lips moved, but she could not say anything.
The Seventh Master did not say anything and just stared at Mu Anan's tattoo.
The first number was very complicated and small. It was impossible to tell what the patterns around the number "5" were.
According to the tattoo, Mu Anan had gotten it when she was very young.
Her skin was soft and tender.
Moreover, it was at the spine. This knife was extremely painful.
Seventh Master could already imagine how this girl cried at that time.
Even though the little girl had grown up, seeing such a tattoo still made Zong Zhengyu's heartache.
His heart ached.
"When did you get this tattoo?" Zong Zhengyu spoke, but his voice was very hoarse.
There was a sense of suppression.
Mu Anan's heart was still beating wildly, especially when the Seventh Master's fingers were still on her back. That kind of electric current made Mu Anan feel numb and nervous.