I lay motionless for a while, and the pain gradually returned to various parts of my body. It was not very difficult to breathe, and my ribs were probably not broken, but the pain in my waist and abdomen was like a knife. I slowly pressed it with my hands, holding back the urge to come out.
I groaned and struggled to get up, but in the end I couldn't get out of bed because my waist couldn't straighten up at all.
So I continued to lie there like a dead person, but I couldn't help but laugh quietly. Even my mother would not be able to recognize me in my miserable state, and Li Liushang was no longer in the room.
I don’t know how many times I fainted on this bed yesterday. Anyway, I discovered that people’s potential is endless. I tried to move my hands and feet, well, it’s still there, and it’s still complete. I’m so dirty, but I’m too tired and in pain.
I am powerless, even unable to go crazy, as if someone has had his hand cut off with a knife. I can't feel the psychological pain yet, but I know that sooner or later those things will stimulate my nerves and make me crazy.
I worked hard for a long time, held on, and crawled out of bed. My lower body was still bleeding. As I crawled toward the bathroom, I felt the sticky liquid continuously pouring out of my body.
The air conditioner was on in the room, but the floor was extremely cold, especially in the bathroom, where the door was open and the temperature was obviously several degrees lower than in the bedroom. I kept crawling, being a very stubborn person, and I couldn't feel the pain but was numb.
, I thought, am I the kind of person who is born to be a warrior, how can I withstand so much hardship? I was lying there adjusting the water, the heat and cold were just right, I was born to be very good at taking care of others, maybe it was my mother
She was trained, and her behavior was very much like the idiot heroine in romance novels who is as stupid as a virgin. She had a good heart, but her brain was a bit weak, so I had to take care of her from a very young age so that she wouldn't be bullied.
I crawled in, and the water immediately turned red. I stayed there numbly. Once again, I didn't know whether I fainted or fell asleep.
I think my nerves are so fucking cold. If this happened to another woman, she might be so shaken that she would feel like the most pitiable person in the world. She would cry so much that she would probably not even be able to find her. Write something.
The experience is sure to be a hit in romance novels, and it's more sadistic than the eight-o'clock drama.
When I woke up, I was still the only one. My mind was a little clearer, but the blood was still flowing down there, making it look like a crime scene. I reluctantly wiped my body with water, wrapped myself in a bath towel and got up.
It was a bit shaky. After washing, my body began to sweat again and again, and my waist was screaming in pain, but no one was as painful as that secret place. I just stood there and didn't make any movements, just like someone was digging with a knife.
It was just as painful, and my face was probably as pale as Miss Sadako's. I climbed to the mirror and took a look...
How miserable!
I have never been so miserable!
His face was swollen, his lips were broken, and his eyes were dull.
I need to think clearly again about what I want to do.
If Li Liushang continues like this, I will be ruined! This time he almost hurt my soul. How could I be so stubborn and give him the opportunity to hurt me like this?
I can't go on like this. I must wear my mask.
I don’t want him to fall in love with me, so why do I have to make it so special in his eyes? Well, actually, when I first saw him, I felt that there was something in his cold eyes that I was very familiar with but couldn’t name.
I kind of want to get close to him.
That's just a little bit of goodwill between people.
That's why I treated him a little differently from others, a little bit more, showing my true self.
As a result, what happened...
I smiled, it was okay, and I looked like I was smiling but not smiling in the mirror.
If something is destined to be lost, then lose it completely!
Wrap your heart well, no one will cherish such a soft thing except you. When it hurts and breaks, you are the only one who is sad.
In fact, the stronger a man is, the less likely he is to look down on a weak and incompetent person. No matter whether he is a man or a woman, most people would not be happy to abuse such an incompetent person. If I hadn't challenged him yesterday, I probably wouldn't have been able to bear it.
guilt.
I want to pretend, who can’t pretend to be a grandson? How many years have I been pretending?
For example, no matter how uncomfortable I feel, I always insist on smiling. In fact, many things are difficult because of the word persistence. How many times have I burst into tears immediately, but I still smile, as if nothing happened. I smile like this, slowly
Yes, I felt that those things were not so painful, and they gradually passed away.
For example, when I hate someone, I will never say the word "hate" to him or her face to face. I usually use "love" instead of "hate." Before giving a clear meaning, it all depends on what the word means.
Myself. I am used to referring to hate as "love". Just get used to it.
No matter what others think, I just know what it means.
I smiled in the mirror and started to do pronunciation exercises seriously: "I "love"... my father, I "love"... Liliu Shang..." I smiled even sweeter: "I "love" this messy world.
!” I didn’t say that I “love” my mother because I knew she was innocent, but in my heart, I began to vaguely “love” her, I don’t know.
Tears fell down, and I wiped them away tremblingly. What's the use of crying? Crying is only useful for people who like you. No one likes me, so I'm crying!
I washed my face and continued to practice in front of the mirror: "I "love" my dad, I "love"... Li Liushang... I "love" this messy world!"
I laughed out loud, my smile was really sweet, real and not trembling!
OK, pass!
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This chapter is written from the first-person perspective of the female protagonist. There will also be a first-person perspective of the male protagonist in the future. I hope you all like it!