After the man was beaten to the ground, I hurriedly sat up, lifted up by his body that had faded to the ankles, tidyed up my underwear, and had no time to fiddle with my hair, so I knelt by the wall and couldn't stop sobbing. . I was terrified.
I have never been treated like this before. In previous receptions, being pinched by someone else made me feel sad as if the sky was about to fall.
But this time, I suffered such humiliating treatment. No client was willing to help me dissuade him, and no princess was willing to stand up for me. Also, who has the obligation to pay for whom.
I am very grateful for Sister Bingbing for helping me do that.
I sat there crying for a while, a bit unable to cry. Just sat there in despair.
Looking at the man who had fucked me, he bowed his head next to the man who saved me just now.
What the man who saved me said to him, he kept begging for mercy like a mouse with a cat-like expression.
The man who saved me yelled at him a few words, and he stumbled away immediately.
Finally the man walked to my side and hugged me horizontally, feeling tearing pain in my lower body.
But I still didn't say anything. My tears had blurred my eyes. Before I could even say thank you, I was taken away indiscriminately.
After all, in the situation where no one was willing to look at me just now, since he was willing to help me, he shouldn't be a bad character.
He took me to another private room, took off his coat and put it on my body.
He suddenly leaned down and pressed onto my body, but he didn't use any force. He put his elbows on both sides of my body. I didn't have the strength to resist. He whispered in my ear, "How about staying with me for the night? The price is 30,000".
I woke up from the beautiful fantasy that was rescued by him like a hero. It turned out that men thought the same thing, and I was instantly disgusted.
I cried and screamed a little bit weakened to speak, and only whispered back "I really just'kneeled'."
He got up slowly, and left a sentence, "Who cares if you are just like this when you enter this place." Then he left.
There was pain in my lower body.
Later, when I came home wearing his clothes, I found out that there were 30,000 yuan in the jacket, even though I didn't accompany him.
That night, before I left, I wanted to return his clothes to him, but I couldn't find it.
Sister Bingbing and the guests of that show have all gone.
The people who had just seen that scene were a little bit shy of me.
I had no choice but to take that dress back by myself.
For a long time, I didn't touch the 30,000 yuan, the smashed wine money, and later it was Bingbing's sister who helped me pay it back.
She said that she didn't protect me and broke two bottles of wine.
Those two bottles of wine are worth 30,000 yuan in total.
Since that day, I have taken a lot of days off. Because of the continuous pain in the lower body, I went to the hospital for examination. The doctor said it was a temporary laceration.
The female doctor who helped me check my body looked complicated, compassionate and contemptuous.
This incident not only brought me physical trauma, but after my body recovered, I would suffer more psychologically.
Until later, I met Lin Changfeng by chance.
I am very lucky to be taken away from the night market by him, because the man and that place that night will be the nightmare of my life.
Before leaving, I didn't even say goodbye to Sister Bingbing. No time, no courage.
I can only pray for her secretly, and I won't meet such guests again.
But at the same time I also hope that I can meet a good person and take her out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible.
In fact, since that night, I have been inquiring about the man for a long time, and no one told me, I don’t know if I really don’t know, or I dare not say that I know it.
After a long time, I will no longer be attached.
Later, I calmly spent the 30,000 yuan, which is regarded as a farewell and seal of this nightmare.
But why does this man appear in my life in this way again, and why this time he will contact me as my mother? Is it because he has been observing me in the dark all these years life? If this is really the case, then what a terrifying man this would be, I dare not think about it anymore.
I can't remember exactly what the man who saved me looked like, because the dim lights that night, and the tears in my eyes afterwards, made it impossible for me to look at him and see what he was like.
But I can remember all my life, this man who brought me humiliation. His appearance, turned to ashes, I can also recognize him.
His dirty hands began to walk around me.
My senses seem to have returned to that night.
The tearing pain of the lower body hit my soul with bursts of pain.
For four years, I thought this demon had gone away from me.
For four years, I have not said anything about it. But I didn't expect this devil's face to appear in front of me again.
I feel like I'm going to explode, I'm going crazy.
At this moment, I can only pray that Huang Ziqiao will find my text message quickly.
But Huang Ziqiao didn't know which room Duan Qiao and I lived in, but it didn't matter. As long as she could find something wrong, she would definitely find me and rescue me.
I closed my eyes, shielded everything in front of me, and prayed crazily. Huang Ziqiao quickly saw my news and quickly found me.
But when I closed my eyes, his words passed into my ears bit by bit. The movements of his hands did not stop, and I could only paralyze myself.
Imagine that the hand wandering on my body is not this man.
"Why, just close your eyes? Can you just pretend that everything hasn't happened? I tell you Xia Yichu, it's impossible!"
As he said, the strength of his hands gradually increased, and he twisted and pinched my body.
He ripped off my underwear and slapped my face one by one, just like that night.
"Do you know? Oh no, you don't know, you will never experience the feeling of me falling to the bottom. You bitch, who allows you to live so easily now, who allows you to have such a good life now of!"
Is it beautiful? Is it really good? I asked myself over and over again in my heart.
Over the years, in the eyes of others, I have had a good life, but in my heart, I have not suffered that night for a moment.
How can this be considered beautiful.
How can it be said that I have a good life.
And that kind of devilish suffering in his heart was given by the man in front of him.
No one can understand, no one can bear it for me.