Yunhua felt that her life was over. During those years of living in that dark cellar, her life had completely withered and turned into a walking corpse. Even after she left there, she could always remember those dirty memories, those rotten and sour smells, which could only be diluted by pain and the smell of blood.
However, the moment she was discovered by Song Ye, she felt that she was wrong.
She wasted the chance to escape in the hail of bullets, which was too unfair, but living was too painful.
After she woke up, she had been thinking about where she should go...until the sound of footsteps came outside the door. Someone opened the door and came to her with the cold air all night long.
"...Song Ye..." She opened her mouth, and shouted a hoarse name from her cracked lips after not eating for a long time.
"Get up and follow me." Song Ye didn't even look at her weak face, grabbed her wrist, dragged her off the bed, and strode out of the room.
There were no customers in the early morning, and only the waiters were cleaning the store. When they heard the noise upstairs, they looked up and saw Song Ye dragging the disheveled Yunhua downstairs with a cold face, without caring about him. Still wearing bare feet, he dragged the person to the car and got him into the car.
Watching the car speeding away, Zhao Zhen frowned and waved to the curious waiter in the store, "I'll give Yunhua a day off from work today and go back to work." He was actually very worried. Yunhua was so worried. This mental state obviously cannot be stimulated anymore, and Song Ye acts domineeringly, and he is an impulsive fifteen-year-old, so it will be bad if something happens. But Song Ye had a stubborn temper, and no one could stop him, and he was powerless.
The car drove all the way from the city center to the remote suburbs, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned old warehouse. There were no people around, and it looked particularly desolate and dilapidated.
"We're here." Song Ye opened the car door first, and the figure wrapped in a black windbreaker walked towards the warehouse.
Yunhua looked at the open black door and the disappearing figure, as if she had returned to the deep cellar again. She was afraid that she would be left behind by Song Ye, so she opened the car door with trembling hands and feet and stumbled after him.
It wasn't until that slender back came into view that she breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on her face, "Song..." Before she could say the next word, all the sounds were blocked in her throat.
She looked past Song Ye and saw the woman kneeling there.
The woman was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had a simple and down-to-earth appearance. It was obvious at first glance that she was from the mountains, but that face made Yunhua unforgettable for the rest of his life.
The woman's name was Wang Feng, and she was the first trafficker to whom she had been transferred. She recognized him even when he was burned to ashes.
"But isn't she in jail?" Yun Hua remembered the last news report that the entire village was arrested.
"Yes." Song Ye responded, his mood was cold without any ups and downs. The next second he took out a dark gun from his pocket and threw it in front of Yun Hua, "Now, you can do what you want. of."
Yun Hua lowered his eyes, and when he saw the thing lying at his feet, he was so frightened that he took two steps back, his voice trembling, "Gun..."
She had seen this thing in the mountains, but she had never touched it with her own hands. The most profound memory she had was when a girl grabbed a gun and shot it in her head. The sight of blood and brains bursting out is still disturbing to think about now. Gagging.
Now, Song Ye wants her to get a gun and kill people
Yunhua's hasty eyes fell on the girl's calm face, and he suddenly shook his head wildly, "No, no, I can't..." She couldn't even kill fish before, so how could she kill someone.
But when she wanted to retreat again, Song Ye stretched out his hand and pulled her to the ground. Before she could cry out in pain, Song Ye's cold voice came from above her head, "Yunhua, you are not Are you saying you regret not killing your enemy with a thousand swords with your own hands?"
Yunhua trembled, apparently remembering what he said when he hurt himself, "But..."
She was not allowed to finish her words. She only felt a pain in her scalp. She was forced to raise her head and look at the woman kneeling in front of her. "See clearly, who is this person? Who was you tricked into entering the mountain by? Who asked his son to rape you first? How dirty and smelly was the cellar where you first lived? If you still remember these things, you should know who the person in front of you is."
With those cold words, all the nightmares hidden in my heart were brought out, and they were cruelly played out over and over again in my mind. The pain seemed to be engraved into the bones, and the pain made the woman on the ground let out a heartbreaking cry. Lungs shout, "Ah..."
The cry seemed to come from the abyss, on the verge of death, and the tears poured down like a bursting river, wetting the pale and thin face.
But Song Ye still didn't stop. She didn't allow the life she had saved with her own hands to die again. She forced Yunhua to face and hate, "I saved your life. Your knife edge is not qualified to deal with it." Take care of yourself, and before you punish yourself, you must pay back ten times a hundred times what others have done to you."
The person who deserves to be killed should not be himself.
With tears in her eyes, Yunhua stared at the woman in front of her. The memories swirling in her mind made her remember the ugly face of this woman. Once upon a time, she suffered inhuman torture and stayed in a dark cellar. Once upon a time, she was actually Those who hate it want to gnaw on these people's flesh and blood, drink their blood, and want to kill that devil's cave with fire and let all these people go to hell!
That's right, all her misfortunes were caused by the woman in front of her!
If it weren't for her, how could she be like this!
Finally, her trembling fingers grabbed the gun, and the cold metal made her shiver violently. When she saw the woman in front of her with her mouth sealed and tears streaming down her face, her eyes suddenly became fierce.
Bang... Bang... Bang... One shot after another, the shocking volume was accompanied by a muffled sound that penetrated the bones and blood. The woman whose hands and feet were bound fell to the ground, and her body that had stopped functioning would still tremble slightly after being hit by the bullet. , those empty eyes looked at the sky, with endless regret and despair.
Until all the bullets were fired, Yunhua slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the woman in the pool of blood. For a long time, the corners of her mouth slowly opened, and a smile escaped from the corners of her lips, "Hehe, hehehe..." Then The laughter grew from small to loud, and gradually turned into laughter. There were tears in the laughter, as if it was washing away the dirt on myself bit by bit.
Song Ye silently walked forward, took her head into his arms, and gave her a touch of warmth.
She knew that after this death, Yunhua would become stronger.