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Chapter 420: The tragic past 7

One of my hands was behind my waist, holding the eyebrow trimmer tightly in my hand. Although it wasn't sharp, it should be enough to insert into my throat.

Even if you can't kill them, you can at least give yourself some relief.

Scarface nodded, walked up to me, tugged on his belt, and smiled lewdly, "Okay, I won't touch her today. You come and take care of me!"

I smiled. It was a sad smile, "Okay, come on."

I lay on the ground obediently and looked at the ferocious smiling faces.

I think the recurrence of nightmares is nothing more than this!

I closed my eyes and stretched my body as much as possible to prevent myself from getting hurt. I don't like pain, and I am very afraid of pain. Who would want to be raped again after being raped once?

I remember there is a saying that goes well, it is better to enjoy it than to struggle. I can't enjoy it, but I don't want to struggle either.

I'm a smart person, smart enough to be timid. I don't want to get myself hurt.

Because, I am really afraid of pain!

Someone took off my clothes, or to be precise, tore them off. I don’t know who it was, because I closed my eyes because I didn’t want to look at those ugly faces.

The rough hands with thick calluses traveled over my smooth skin, leaving traces of scarlet behind.

Someone was lying on my body, and I could feel something suddenly breaking in. It hurt so much that it made me cry.

At this moment, time seemed to go back to when I was seventeen. That rainy night. That dirty construction site.

I was pushed to the ground, stripped of my clothes, and had my body invaded. The difference from before was that this time there was no desperate struggle, no heart-rending shouts, or even tears. There was just the deathly feeling.

The heart is like a corpse.

I heard someone shouting and laughing excitedly, and I knew that the scene of blood spurting at this moment must be extremely exciting.

The most filthy desire is in my body. To be honest, this is the first time outside of Mu Shiqin that someone has put naked desire into my body without any safety measures.

Even though I have had sex for so many years, I have always worn condoms. No one has ever really entered.

At this moment, I feel so shameful.

It feels like what they have invaded is not my body, but my soul and my heart.

I heard Lin Yuejin's cry. She screamed and wanted to rush over, but Yu Mosen pulled her hair tightly.

She cried, "No, Ruoxi! Don't touch her! No! Let her go. Ruoxi, Ruoxi! Let her go. Beasts. You beasts, don't. Don't beasts! Let go of Ruoxi! Let go."

!”

I looked at Lin Yuejin's tears, they were so transparent.

Why are you crying?

Am I the one who should cry at this moment?

But, I really have no tears. I really don’t want to cry...

All, Lin Yuejin, you cry for me. I thank you for your tears. Please cry out the bitterness in my heart and the injustice in my soul. And I am responsible for laughing. Laughing loudly...

Laughing at the sad fate, laughing at God's injustice, laughing at the old man's teasing, and laughing at my miserable life.

I looked at Lin Yuejin, moved my lips silently, and said, "Collect the body for me!"

Her eyes widened in horror. I knew she saw what I said!

I laughed and continued to laugh. I slowly raised the eyebrow trimmer in my hand. With a fierce look in my eyes, I thrust it hard at the scarred face lying on me.

Who said that when a man goes to bed, he is at his weakest on guard?

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