"If you don't tell me, I really forgot. It's really not you who should get out, I should get out." Qiu Bailu struggled to get up, forgetting that her wrists were entangled with the head of the bed, and then she sat up and was pulled back.
She was extremely uncomfortable. Her chest felt like a big stone was pressing down on her, and the thorn bushes behind her were constantly squeezing her. She was unable to fight back, and the culprit appeared shamelessly in front of her, constantly stimulating her.
She made her exhausted soul almost go crazy.
"Why are you so impatient? I didn't say I wanted to drive you away, Xiaolu, be obedient. I won't make things difficult for you. I will treat you well. Why can't you accept it with peace of mind? You must refuse?" Luo Yan
Pulling Qiu Bailu into his arms, Qiu Bailu really didn't have the strength to compete with him, so she had to be held by him.
He gently removed the shackles from Qiu Bailu's wrists, but Qiu Bailu did not acknowledge his affection at all. "Because I am a human being, not your pet."
"But do you know how many people want to be my pets?" Luo Yan said warmly.
"I don't care!" Qiu Bailu sneered, "I thought you were different from others, but now it seems that I still have poor vision. You are different from them. You are much worse than them! No matter how bad Huo Dongheng is to me, he won't
He thought about hurting me intentionally, but his methods are so far behind yours. Mr. Luo, I can’t escape, and I accept my fate, but that doesn’t mean I’m willing to stay by your side!”
After Qiu Bailu said this, she collapsed in Luo Yan's arms.
Luo Yan was not angry at her disobedience, but still said with a smile, "Oh, really? You have a tough mouth, but your body says otherwise. Xiaolu, have you forgotten what happened in the hotel that day?
"He said, using his hands to open up the clothes covering Qiubai's shoulders, "You are mine, no matter how you resist, you can't escape your fate. This mark explains everything."
"What does a tattoo mean? You say it means everything, but I say it means nothing!" Qiu Bailu gritted her teeth and struggled out of Luo Yan's arms.
The drug addiction surged like a rising tide, one gimmick after another engulfing all her sanity. The more she looked at Luo Yan, the more angry and resentful she felt. Such a strong feeling of disgust had been her pure white life for more than 20 years.
She hated this man and wished that he would disappear from her eyes immediately, along with the traces and humiliation he had given her, all disappearing with him.
Even when she loved Huo Dongheng so much that she couldn't understand, Qiu Bailu had never felt such intense emotions.
Luo Yan opened another door in her life, but this door was opened, and no one knew where it would lead.
"It's just a tattoo...it's nothing...I won't let it stay on my body...I can't live without you, can't I get rid of this thing..." Qiu Bailu murmured in a low voice, her mind
There seemed to be burning flames inside, and the fire of anger burned it into a desolate state. She only wanted to get rid of this scarlet mark that belonged to the Luo family. She used all her strength to push Luo Yan away, staggering and knocking open the wooden door.
, ran out.
Luo Yan did not chase her, maybe because he guessed that Qiu Bailu would not do anything excessive, because this was his island, his territory, no matter how hard she tried, she could not get out of his palm, but
This time, he was dead wrong.
Qiu Bailu ran aimlessly, an unspeakable desire welling up deep in her heart. She wanted to destroy something precious with her own hands. She wanted to feel pain, something stronger than what her body was feeling now.
The pain she suffered made her feel unforgettable.
Finally, something appeared in front of her eyes.
There were still some burning coals in the bonfire that the bodyguards used to keep warm at night, and the dark red coals attracted her attention like magnificent rubies.
Qiu Bailu silently walked to the bonfire, squatted down, and grabbed a piece of half-burned charcoal with her hand. The burning fire forced her eyes to burst into tears. The tears fell on the scorching charcoal and immediately burst out.
There was a sneer, and then it turned into a wisp of smoke.
The next second, Qiu Bailu pressed the burning part of the charcoal towards her shoulder without hesitation.
The hot coals made a squeaking sound when they came into contact with the skin. Qiu Bailu opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't shout a word. She swallowed all her wails. Her eyes were wide open and she looked up at the distant sky.
In extreme pain, she collapsed to the ground.
The birds living in the forest were frightened by some unknown movement, and they flapped their wings and flew up. The huge flock of birds blocked out the sunlight, leaving a strange shadow on the earth.
Luo Yan heard the chaotic footsteps outside the wooden house, and he felt happy. It seemed that Qiu Bailu still couldn't help but come back to beg him.
He opened the door with a smile on his face.
The beautiful and luxurious tattoos on the shoulders of the woman held by the bodyguard had long since disappeared. What replaced them was a bloody mess. Qiu Bailu almost fainted from the pain, but when Luo Yan came out, she forced a smile and said, "How about...
... Mr. Luo... I said, it means nothing..."
The burnt area was a complete mess. Black charcoal and gray charcoal ash were mixed with flesh and blood. Blood dripped down and her long hair was sticky together. Qiu Bailu's face was pale, but her lips were bright red.
As if stained with blood, she smiled at him, from smiling to laughing, her laughter mixed with the screams of birds, she seemed to be crazy.
A tough man like Luo Yan couldn't bear to look at her again, "Hurry and bring her in, why are you standing there stupidly? Didn't you see that she was so seriously injured?!"
His tone was extremely harsh. I don't know if he was really annoyed by the bodyguards' poor supervision, or because he loved and hated Qiu Bailu in his heart.
The bodyguard carried Qiu Bailu into the room, as cautiously as if he were carrying a piece of delicate and fragile porcelain, and carefully placed her on the bed. As soon as she was next to the bed, her body was bent like a bow.
When she got up, the entire bed sheet was instantly stained red with her blood.
Luo Yan waved his hand and asked people to retreat. No one dared to say a word. Everyone present felt the violence and murderous intent emanating from him.
Even if he strangled Qiu Bailu to death now, they wouldn't be surprised.
However, Luo Yan did not kill her. Although he wanted to do so, he still did not take action. His fingers were trembling without trace. It took a lot of perseverance to control them. He leaned down and pressed against her.
Qiu Bailu's face whispered in her ear, "A tattoo really doesn't mean anything. It seems that I underestimated you. You are so brave, which really impresses me...Xiaolu, there are some things that I don't want to do. It's you."
You forced me, you didn’t give me face, you ruined my feelings, you really let me down, very, very, very much."
Qiu Bailu had already fainted from the pain when she entered the room. She couldn't hear what he said. Luo Yan gently stroked her long hair with his hands. Her blood was also stained on his hands. The sticky feeling made her feel sad.
He was very uncomfortable, so he put his palm on the injured area on her shoulder and pressed hard.
Luo Yan was satisfied to see that even in a coma, Qiu Bailu still struggled desperately to escape.
He smiled and let out a long breath, "Aren't you afraid of pain? Do you want to use pain to get rid of drug addiction? But I can't bear to have you in pain... Xiaolu, this bet and game is not fun at all, I don't want to play anymore,
From today on, I will decide the rules of the game..."
As he spoke, he broke off a glass bottle with his fingers, inserted the needle into Qiu Bailu's vein, and pushed the colorless medicine in.
After a while, Qiu Bailu's frown gradually relaxed.
This time Luo Yan was no longer anxious to find a doctor for her treatment. He just asked her to do some simple treatment every day. He just gave her some burn medicine and left her alone. The burnt area easily suppurated in the summer. Qiu Bailu
The bones on the shoulder were almost visible.
But she didn't feel any pain. Luo Yan increased the dosage of morphine, and perhaps mixed it with something else. The powerful pain-suppressing drugs made her body lose its ability to perceive external pain. She resisted, but she had no choice.
There was no way she could resist the strength of the bodyguards. It didn't take long for her to watch as her head was pierced into her arm.
Once, twice, three times.
Luo Yan finally got tired of her meaningless resistance. He threw a newspaper to her one morning. After Qiu Bailu read it, she stopped making any struggle.
The newspaper was a daily from Binhai City, and its front page took up one page to report on the fire in Qiu's old house.
Her home, her place of residence, the place where she grew up, the last place that held her countless memories and hard work, was destroyed by him so easily.
He was telling her in his own way that if he wanted her life, everything about her would be a very simple matter. He didn't even need to do it himself. Someone would naturally work for him. He could destroy her house, of course.
It can destroy her company, destroy her friends, and destroy everything she values in her life.
His destruction is different from what Huo Dongheng did. His destruction is real destruction.
From the root, she was completely destroyed.
Qiu Bailu began to become very obedient and honest. She took her medicine on time. No matter what medicine they gave her, she cooperated very well. When one arm was pricked by a needle and there was no place for another needle, she took the initiative to lift the other arm.
She doesn't speak often, but she no longer shows disgust. Even when Luo Yan comes near her sometimes, she no longer scolds him as she did in the past.
She seemed to understand the difference in strength between them overnight and no longer resisted stupidly.
When she is good, Luo Yan will be very kind to her.
Ask an authoritative doctor from the burn department to treat her and give her the best medicine so that her wounds can heal in the shortest possible time.
It's just that he doesn't intend to remove the ugly scars left behind.
"This is better than a tattoo, isn't it? This not only means that you belong to me, but also represents the small resistance you once had. It is a very precious memory, isn't it?" Luo Yan smiled and kissed lightly.
Qiu Bailu's body trembled due to her injuries, and finally became calm.