In the bar, the chaotic rhythm numbs people's hearts; the colorful spotlights blur their thoughts; the bizarre world makes everyone indulge in it and cannot extricate themselves, swaying their dance steps to their heart's content.
Maybe someone noticed the situation here, but who would care
Perhaps no one noticed anything unusual here, after all, such occasions were too addictive.
Ning Yuya felt that her five fingers were about to break. The pain was excruciating and piercing. She lay on the ground, twisting her body and screaming in agony.
She looked at Wen Xinya with misty eyes, as if a queen from high above was looking down on her, as if she was just a lowly ant. The hatred in her heart suddenly surged like a flood.
"Wen Xinya! Bitch! How dare you do this to me!" She cursed with gritted teeth, watching Wen Xinya's elegant figure slowly leave the bar, becoming increasingly blurry and distant in her sight, and then disappearing.
She cursed non-stop, but no matter how fierce her voice was, it was quickly drowned out by the vibrating DJ sound, and it seemed so pale and powerless.
Gradually, Ning Yuya felt a terrifying suffocation in her throat. She clasped her hands tightly around her neck. Her breathing became difficult, rapid and heavy. Because her breath was strangled, her face instantly turned red, and her eyes kept rolling back, looking extremely horrifying.
"Ah!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, her body rolling helplessly on the ground.
The familiar desire made her feel itchy and painful all over, as if thousands of poisonous insects were gnawing at her body.
Then, her body was cold and hot...
It's like the torture of being trapped between ice and water.
“Give... give it to me, give it to me... I want..." Her confused thoughts suddenly made her think of the time when her mother planned for Fu Tianyang to kidnap Wen Xinya.
She didn't expect that Wen Xinya escaped the disaster, but she... was addicted to drugs that she would never be able to quit.
She lay on the ground in a daze, thinking about what happened in Country M.
When she first arrived in Country M, she was unfamiliar with the place and couldn't even speak English fluently, so communication became difficult. The people of Country M discriminated against the Chinese, and even money couldn't change that.
Later, she met a friend from Country M in college. He was a rich young man and took good care of her.
That night, he took her to the bar, along with seven or eight of his friends.
He ordered her a cocktail, and then she fell limp and unconscious.
In her hazy consciousness, she felt countless hands playing with her body wantonly, putting her into various poses. She seemed to hear the sound of photos being taken, and then a foreign object invaded between her legs.
The familiar scene reminded her of what happened at Zhou Tianyu's birthday party.
She knew what was happening to her, but she didn't even have the strength to resist.
This torture seemed endless. One person left and another came in, then her mouth, her anus, between her legs, her breasts. …
The familiar voice of the man rang in her ears: "It's like a dead fish, it's no fun to play with it, why don't we add some spice..."
Then she felt someone grabbing her arm, and the needle-like pain was accompanied by a cool liquid slowly pushing into her flesh, making her body lighter and lighter, and more and more excited.
I don't know who it is. The lewd man laughed out loud, playing with her breasts and spanking her buttocks: "Little slut, you are so lucky, this is a high-quality product, one drop can make people happy like a god..."
She didn't remember what happened afterwards, but she remembered that the next morning, her body was covered with bruises, whip marks, and wax dripping...
She went to find them crying, but was horrified to find that she had been photographed and videotaped.
Those people threatened her with videos and photos, and finally she had to give in and let them do whatever they wanted.
When she had her first drug addiction attack, she locked herself in her room, threw everything on the floor, and tore the sheets to pieces. Finally... she gave in.
Once you give in once, you will give in twice, third times, and even countless times...
Later, the living expenses her mother gave her were not enough, so she began to frequently find various excuses to ask her mother for money. Fortunately, her mother thought that she was in a difficult situation over there, and she never refused when she asked for money.
That's how she fell.
For drugs, she began to seduce men, frequently attend various sex parties, sleep with different men, and even sleep with several men at the same time, letting them play with her, even doing SM.
And she gradually fell in love with this kind of life. Going to bed with a man not only satisfied her physical desires, but also earned her a lot of money. Moreover, the M countrymen valued private life, and she didn't have to worry about contracting a disease if she did well in sex.
Ning Yuya's body kept twitching. She crawled to the seat, took off her bag with difficulty, and opened the bag with trembling hands. She remembered... it seemed there was more!
She went crazy and dumped everything in her bag onto the floor, including a small mirror, lipstick, makeup box and other personal belongings.
Then she shook her bag, and a small bag of flour fell to the ground.
She threw away the bag in her hand, as crazy as a thirsty traveler in the desert who saw water. She grabbed the flour in her hand, picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in the flour and rubbed it into her nose.
Then, as if she had used up all her strength, she lay on the ground and looked at the flashing magnesium lamp above her head with a dazed look. She felt that the light was dazzling, like a holy relic from heaven.
Wen Xinya's face appeared in the colorful light holes on the magnesium lamp. She was mocking her maliciously: "Ning Yuya, drugs will first consume your vitality, and then gradually erode your youth and beauty. At the age of fifteen, you are struggling to survive with a body of a fifty or sixty-year-old. Bit by bit, you lose your self-esteem, sell your body, lose your personality, and become neither human nor ghost."
Ning Yuya frantically climbed up from the ground, pointed at the ceiling and screamed and cursed: "Wen Xinya, you bitch, you hurt me like this, you will die a miserable death, I curse you to die a miserable death."
Wen Xinya's cold and sarcastic voice seemed to echo in my ears: "Your flesh will slowly rot under the erosion of the poison, and eventually turn into a pool of rotten meat. Your body will turn into a skin bag!"
"No... No... No..." Ning Yuya ran around the bar like a madman, and all she saw were numb faces. She screamed, roared, roared, and shouted...
"Ning Yuya, no matter how beautiful the jade is, it's just a plaything."
Ning Yuya covered her ears and screamed. With her blurred vision, she saw Wen Xinya standing not far away, looking at her with a mocking look. She rushed forward like crazy and started to fight: "Wen Xinya, you bitch, I will beat you to death, I will beat you to death..."
Seeing Wen Xinya being beaten by her without any chance to fight back, she became even more insane: "Wen Xinya, I hate you, why don't you just die!"
There was a faint screaming sound in her ears. Such a sharp sound sounded like nature's music to her ears. Her mind was filled with the scene of Wen Yuya screaming in pain and running around with her head in her hands.
She laughed with joy.