A deep red spreads beneath you, and it's not red enough.

I followed his example, except that I didn't break the bottle in advance, but slapped it directly on his unsightly nakedness. He screamed, screamed distorted. But he's not dead.

That, a little redder.

His pupils contracted rapidly, and the anger rising in his eyes was mostly reduced, and he was more afraid like a lost family dog.

"That's what you did to me,...... Right?"

“...... All the things you have done to me, I will remember for the rest of my life, and I will send you to hell. ”

"You're wrong, you can't even beat a single hair of a brute. ”

Before a denser burst of blood red poured out, I threw away the bottle in my hand. I shouldn't be the one who sent him to hell, I'm different from him.

We are different. He's not even a beast, and I'm not.

Leave him to linger on the bed, and open the dilapidated wardrobe next to the bed. It's stuffed with all sorts of sex suits. Calling him a beast is a compliment to him.

The clothes on my body have been torn out of shape, and I picked out a set of clothes that are not too perverted and put them on my body. The skirt was slit up to my thighs, and it was about to be exposed, but I had no clothes to wear, just as I had no choice but to leave here and seek justice.

Standing in front of the shattered dressing mirror, I looked like no one or a ghost, with messy hair, inhumane bite marks on my collarbone, and a white bone wound on my right arm. and, bruises and purple marks all over the body.

Grandma said that when Grandma was young, she had to eat, and people on the street had ashes on their faces, but Grandma was different. She was always dressed very cleanly and her hair was neatly groomed. If she is unlucky enough to meet someone who opens her mouth to insult, she may be rewarded with a mouthful of spit, and after the person is gone, she will clean herself up more decently than when the person came.

I'm going to get out of here with dignity too.

Washed his face, combed his hair, put on inappropriate clothes and shoes, and walked out of here with dignity.

I can't save myself, both my body and my soul have been covered with a thick layer of oil. I can't pull it out anymore for myself like this.

Suke, I'm sorry.

If only I could run away then.

If only I had learned what forgetting was from the age of eight.

If only I had never waited.

I can't let that brute go unpunished, and I'm not going to swallow it. As I said, I can not be a good woman in the eyes of others, and I can even be a good person in the eyes of the world.

But I'm going to get justice for myself, and I'm going to make him pay the price he deserves.

took the murderer's cell phone and mockingly dialed 110 from his cellphone.

"I was raped......"

"No kidding. ”

"Redstone Community, I'll go back in a while, and the rapist is on the second floor of No. 117 Luyin Road East, I stabbed him. ”

"Can you ...... Don't come to my house right away, I'm ...... I want to take a break. ”

The man on the bed screamed and swore a lot of dirty words.

Scold, ** and. I've already done it, as long as he can't get out of the sanctions, he can scold as much as he wants.

At least the experience of just two hours has caused me no harm in his foul language.

Or rather, I don't know what harm is anymore.

I took away my phone and locked the door, my arms and back were constantly oozing blood, and I couldn't cover it.

Turning around, a middle-aged elder sister looked at me in surprise and exclaimed, "Oh my God, how did you get it?" I saw you downstairs just now......

It must have been a long time since she heard my cry for help downstairs, but she walked so slowly. She didn't dare to give up, she didn't dare to get into trouble, she didn't dare to involve herself.

But I was glad she showed up, and I begged her to take me back.

"Please, I don't have the money, dress like this...... If you can't go home, you won't get in trouble. ”

"You, you hurt ......"

"Take me back, I've already called the police...... The police will be here in a moment. ”

My jaw felt like it was about to shatter as I spoke, but I still had to beg her. Who made me the one who was bullied now, and who made me isolated now?

No, the back should not be counted as begging, it should be considered a threat.

"At that moment, I saw you downstairs, but you never came up...... I said that I had called the police, and when the time came, I would tell everyone I saw and what happened. ”

"Please, take me back. ”

Stay here for a second longer and I'll suffocate.

She hesitated to agree. Whether or not this is the last trace of warmth I can experience, at least for now, someone is helping me. She is willing or unwilling. At least she's helping me.

Sitting in the car, I seemed to be deaf, unable to hear anything, as if my eyes had been brutally destroyed, and I could not see any picture, and even the blue and light in the sky outside that guided me from despair could no longer arouse my desire to live.

So just now, am I afraid of death, or do I really want to live?

In countless moments of my life, I gritted my teeth and persevered, not admitting defeat, but also not winning. This time, I was a complete failure...... Will I ever be able to live again?

I don't dislike myself, but what about them? Will they dislike me? Will they still treat me as a human being?

What do I have to do if I'm going to live, what do I have to say to myself to want me to live?

I saved myself just now, but now I immediately fell into the abyss, and now, who can save me......

Who can come and save me.

I don't know how long it took, but I returned to my accommodation. Zhao Yilun...... When Zhao Yilun saw me like this, would he turn around and run? Or would he be walking with false comfort?

Or is he the one who can save me from the abyss?

I didn't dare to go in, but I didn't dare to hesitate. I pushed the door open.

My heart was half cold. Room...... It was no different when he left, he never came back.

Then, don't expect anything from him anymore. I swear, it was the last time.

I've got to find a way to free myself from that annoying and disgusting emotion, or the effort will be a joke.

Or turn on the TV and watch the comedy that I didn't finish that day. Sitting on the couch, soaking wet, it's blood...... But I don't have the strength to deal with the wound anymore.

Let me take a moment and let me think about whether I want to live or not.

Ah, I'm such a grinding person...... If the bleeding has not been decided, then die.

If the blood runs out again, it has been decided to live. Then I will live proudly and decently than anyone else.