Does this robber have a name? I thought he was always called "King Qin".
He urged loudly and very excitedly: "Hurry up and write it for me to see. I haven't seen what my name looks like written on paper yet. Hurry up..."
Hua Rong didn't even look at him and said calmly: "I can't write those three words."
"Why?"
She didn't answer, as if she didn't even bother to answer.
At this time, the last sunset was shining down from the woods, shining on her hair and face... Her face had a light jade-like crystal, while her soft hair exuded a dark and dazzling light. After a long time, it seemed as if it was as black as the leaves around me.
She was wearing a brand new light green shirt and boots with small holes. Her standing posture was very dignified and indescribably beautiful.
King Qin looked at her for a moment, his eyes widened a bit, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
This was the first time he looked at this woman so carefully. She looked like a fine pearl that had just been taken out of the box without her unkempt hair and blood-stained dust all over her body.
Her fingers were white and slender, like the tips of onions with just the right length, green and dripping, holding such a tube of wolf hair with such air.
He had never seen such a woman in his life, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.
He saw a little ink stained on her little finger. The contrast between black and crystal white was really beautiful. He suddenly wanted to walk over and gently wipe off the ink for her.
He stretched out his hand and was about to take her hand, but he saw her put away her pen, glanced at the young man, and seemed to be saying goodbye to him. He suddenly realized that it was not that she couldn't write, but that she didn't want to write for herself. Write. Somehow, as soon as her eyes came into contact with her own shadow, there was a bit of contempt and disgust in her eyes, and the way she looked at the boy was completely different. Although it was also light, it had something unique to women. That gentleness and kindness.
He felt very unhappy and disappointed. He crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball, threw it out, and said angrily: "Damn it, forget it if you don't write."
Then, he lifted the young man away, kicked him on the butt, and walked away.
Ignoring the pain in his butt, the young man quickly picked up the paper ball and flattened it on the big stone. He felt very distressed: "Sister, my name..."
Seeing how distressed he was, Hua Rong smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll write to you again later."
The young man was very happy and still crumpled the piece of paper neatly: "But I also want to keep this one. This is the first one my sister has written for me."
Hua Rong nodded, and the boy followed her. The two of them walked back slowly in the shadow of the setting sun.
In that row of bandit settlements, she had to say goodbye to the boy. Only then did she realize that a dark day was coming again. The closer she got to the huge "hell", the more panicked Hua Rong became. This was not "going home." , but stepped into a terrible wolf's den. The pain in my body has not disappeared, and the huge fear in my mind is deepening.
What will greet me tonight
On this day, I only ate some wild fruits and drank some water. However, my fear suppressed my hunger, so I just lingered, suddenly hoping that this road would never end and never lead to that terrible house.
However, the two big men on patrol were not far away, one on the left and one on the right, with wolf-like gazes, making it impossible for the prey in the trap to escape at all.
King Qin was still standing at the door, naked, holding a big bucket and pouring water on his body. It was like raining.
She was horrified to see it, and the fear from last night seemed to tear her whole body apart again.
King Qin wiped his hair with a handkerchief, then dried his body and said to her: "Come here."
Her legs felt like they were filled with lead. They were shaking even after taking a few steps, as if she was going to a banquet of King Yama.
King Qin became impatient when he saw her walking so slowly. With long legs and feet, he stepped over to hold her and walked to a banana tree.
The leaves of the banana are long, like natural fans, and are so green that they make the evening sky look as blue as impurity-free crystals.
Like a spotless fairy tale world.
However, who can imagine how much fear is hidden in such a world
There was a small table placed under the banana tree. The table top was made of a piece of jade, which they also snatched.
There were several dishes of side dishes on the table, and a basin of carefully cooked fish, which was a very rare kind of sea fish. There was also a jar of wine. King Qin pulled her to sit down, picked up the wine jar and patted it, and then it fell down. After sealing it in plastic, a strong aroma of wine emerged.
King Qin didn’t even know where he was eating. Why did he move here to eat today
She became even more frightened. Could it be that he would eat here in the future? Living together day and night, facing a devil every day
He saw her lingering and not taking the chopsticks, so he put a pair of chopsticks into her hands and said loudly: "You've been writing all day with that little brat, aren't you hungry yet?"
She didn't answer, just lowered her head, picked up the bowl, and started eating.
King Qin drank a bowl of wine, then poured another bowl and put it in front of her: "Do you want to drink it?"
She ignored him, and he drank it all in one gulp. He didn't drink any more, and just picked up the bowl and ate like she did.
He looked at her while eating. The way she ate was strange, neither fast nor slow, and her expression was very calm, as if eating was a beautiful thing.
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly cursed inexplicably: "Fuck."
She didn't even look at him, and didn't care what he was cursing. She just put down the bowl and walked slowly into the room. King Qin also put down the bowl and walked in.
The cow candle was lit, and she sat on the edge of the bed, her expression calm, but her heart was jumping like a deer. When she saw him following him, she could no longer maintain her calmness, and she kept shrinking inward, as if she knew that Someone held a knife to his neck, but he had no ability to resist.
King Qin sat down next to her, stretched out his arms and hugged her body. This time, instead of tearing the clothes apart like last night, he took them off for her and threw them aside.
Her whole body was in his arms again.
He held this smooth body and felt her trembling in his arms like a leaf about to fall. He was filled with an extremely shameful anger, but under his bear's paw, struggling for a while was in vain. . She closed her eyes, and the pain from last night happened again.
As long as I don't die, will this kind of torture be endless
However, the expected pain did not come. The bear's paw had left her leg and touched her chest: "I won't touch you tonight. Can you write my name tomorrow?"
She opened her eyes in vain and looked at him strangely.
He repeated again: "I won't touch you tonight. Tomorrow, you write my name!"
She didn't even think about it: "Unless you let me go."
"Three days!" His hand touched her face, almost touching her eyelashes, "I want you to have a good rest for three days, and you are not allowed to bargain anymore."
She lowered her eyes in disappointment, thinking that it would be good to escape for three days first.
"Do you really want to get out of here?"
Nonsense. Who wants to stay in this devil's cave
He laughed like a poisonous snake: "When I have played with you enough, you won't be able to stay here even if you want to. Don't worry, I will kick you out soon when I get tired of it."