Before My Withering

Chapter 11

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Passing through the long and deep corridor, Qi Shu unscrewed the innermost door and threw me in.

Fortunately, the floor of the room is covered with a long-haired carpet, so it doesn't hurt too much when I fall.

"It seems that yesterday's lesson was not enough, and you still have the strength to show off."

Qi Shu took off his tie and threw it away, kicking me on the side of the waist.

"It's so good that even Zhou Chen dares to seduce."

This kick was so powerful that I curled up in pain, and I had no doubt that if I leaned a little further, he could directly break my ribs.

"No..." The pain in my heart made it difficult for me to say a complete sentence, "It's not you, what you think..."

"No?"

Qi Shu stepped on my shoulder and turned me around, forcing me to face him.

"You flirt in front of me, do you think I'm blind?"

I don't know whether it's due to physical or psychological reasons, but my heart throbbed, like a sharp blade stabbing in and out again.

Why did he never believe me

"Xiao Yu, why are you so cheap?"

The hard soles almost broke my collarbone. I gritted my teeth so hard that I wouldn't cry out in pain.

"no… "

My defense didn't work, and Qi Shu still spared no effort to humiliate me with the worst words.

"When you see an alpha, post it. What's the difference between you and a mother g in heat?"

"No wonder you want to leave me so anxiously. Heh, Zhou Chen, Wen Yan, I don't know how much there is of Xu?"

"No one came up for a day. You feel uncomfortable, don't you look in the mirror to see yourself. Do you think anyone would want a bitch who was played to death?"

it hurts...

How can it hurt so much

I don't know if it's the things he said, I just know that I'm a blind idiot.

Still angry, Qi Shu kicked at the weak spots on my body. Our physical strength is very different. He wanted to torture me, but I could only bear it.

I protected my lower abdomen, tried my best to get up, knelt on the ground with my hands supporting the floor, bent down and gasped for breath.

There was blood in the throat, and the lips were bitten.

My eyes were blurred, as if someone installed a high-power motor in my head, and the roar was deafening.

Every part of the body is aching.

At a certain moment, I even felt that the soul was trying to separate from the body. They were tearing at each other, and no one wanted to spare the other.

The soul said, please let me go.

The body grinned grinningly and shook his head, no, you must stay and suffer with me.

I coughed violently.

My lungs felt like they were on fire, and every time I coughed, there was a burning pain.

My heart hurts, my stomach hurts too.

What did I do wrong, Qi Shu wants to treat me like this.

"It's hard for you..." I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, "I'm so bad, you're still willing to sleep with me."

I also thought of what Xu Xingze said to me, just as long as you don't regret it.

I thought I would never regret it.

I thought that even if Qi Shu didn't like me, he wouldn't hate me. But now he makes me feel that he wants to kill me.

Qi Shu got angry enough, and looked down at me, his eyes were no different from looking at a dirty and smelly stray dog.

"It's not your turn to tell me," he said.

I'm out of strength. I want to sleep so much.

"Qi Shu..." I discussed with him exhaustedly, "Look at me now... my body is not fresh, and my face is not good-looking... Why don't you just let me go... We, ahem... get together and part ways..."

—If possible, it is best not to even have "good gatherings". The time went back to the early autumn, which was as warm as summer. After saying "Hello Senior", I gave him the bouquet, and then we never saw each other again.

I don't know which word offended him, Qi Shu's eyes suddenly became more sinister than before.

He knelt down and grabbed my neck, asking, "Do you still want to run?"

He gave no strength, and I even heard a terrible click.

Unable to speak, the feeling of lack of oxygen made the brain go blank, and the consciousness also became lax.

One second before he was about to die, Qi Shu let me go. A large amount of fresh air poured into the nasal cavity, and I couldn't help coughing.

It turned out that he really wanted to kill me.

I seemed to have turned into a tattered weightless bag, which he easily picked up and dragged into the back room.

I don't know what the Qi family thinks, but there is actually a basement built in such an ordinary room.

Premonition of what he was going to do, a huge fear instantly swallowed me.

"Don't... Qi Shu, please..."

However, he ignored my pleading, opened the basement door and threw me in.

The stairs were high and steep, and I rolled and bumped into a cold and narrow place.

It seemed that they had touched their heads halfway, and a stream of heat trickled down from their foreheads.

Fortunately, I can no longer feel the pain.

There were no lights in the basement, the only source of light was the door.

Qi Shu stood at the door, and the light came from behind him. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I heard him say: "Rethink yourself here. When will you figure it out, and when will you let me out."

Reflect... reflect on what

Before I could ask, Qi Shu had already slammed the door shut. The darkness surrounded me in an instant, and in the dead silence, I heard the sound of a lock coming from the door.

At that moment, it seemed that something disappeared into the world forever.

He knows I'm afraid of the dark...

In the past, no matter what, I would not be left alone in the dark.

I can't figure out what heinous thing I did to deserve such a punishment

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the fear was infinitely magnified by the darkness. I huddled in the corner, all the bad memories flooded in, almost breaking my nerves.

I can't take it anymore. But I don't want to die here.

The air is filled with the smell of blood, mixed with a little floral fragrance, which is my pheromone.

Qi Shu once called it gaudy. — like a rotting rose crushed in the mud of rain. He says.

I have never hated roses so much.

I don't know how long it took, but I gradually lost all consciousness.

At the end of the memory, a light appeared at the end of my vision, and someone broke through the darkness and came to me, calling my name in a low voice.

Is it an angel, will it take me to heaven...

The angel is so gentle, he hugged me carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking me.

I want to tell him it's okay, I'm dead, dead people don't hurt.

But I can't make a sound.

I am not dead.

I still get pain.

Something ripped through my flesh and made me roll in unconscious pain, and then another needle prick... came in, more than one.

After going back and forth several times, I suspected that the angels treated me like a rag doll and found a tailor to mend me.

Probably not a good tailor, the slow work made me hurt for a long time.

His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them, and he couldn't move his hands or feet.

Every sound is distant and indistinct, reaching my ears like a buzzing of bees.

Am I really a rag doll

The doll can't think about things, so I passed out.

This time the darkness was longer, and the difference was that occasionally there would be voices. Although I couldn't hear what was said, it miraculously soothed my fear and anxiety.

After what seemed like a century, my consciousness finally gradually returned.