Wang Jiaran dragged her to the sofa, pulled her hair fiercely and made her face herself, "Tell me, how long have you been with your concubine?"

Again, again!

The girl's face was filled with tears of pain or humiliation.

"Wang Jiaran, what are you and me!"

Wang Jiaran sneered, his fingers brushed over her face, gentle like a lover's caresse, but after a few strokes, he suddenly gave her a heavy slap,

A mad and wicked smile hung over the man's lips, "What should I be you? a selfish, cunning, spoiled!

Jiang Rou was beaten with some tinnitus, her face was swollen, the corners of her mouth were rotten, and there was a rusty smell in her mouth.

At this juncture, this slap seemed to incite her fear. Why did she succumb to the intimidation of such a person! Jiang Rou squinted and looked at Wang Jiaran with disdain, "Are you talking about yourself! You are disgusting, I will never like you to death for a person like you." ”

Wang Jiaran slapped her again, and bright red blood slowly flowed from the corners of Jiang Rou's mouth.

The man has gone mad, or rather, that's his nature.

Wang Jiaran pulled her hair fiercely, he approached Jiang Rou's face, and the words in his mouth popped out word by word.

"Don't be stubborn. Hurry up and explain clearly."

He touched Jiang Rou's red and swollen cheeks, "Otherwise, I will be impatient." ”

Jiang Rou grinned, and with the blood stains on her face, she looked a little crazy, "If you kill me, forget it." You're the big eight!"

Wang Jiaran was furious, and slapped him with his backhand, "You'd better not provoke me." Otherwise, I'll leave you two with nothing, believe it or not. ”

The nosebleed slowly flowed out, Jiang Rou's head was beaten and groggy, and she felt as if the world had paused for a few seconds. The bright living room turned dark, and the evil spirit in front of him was gone.

Unfortunately, after she tried to blink a few times, this ugly and hideous face appeared before her eyes again.

She had already been knocked unconscious, and if she continued to fight hard, she had no doubt that she might lose her life today, the lower half of the girl's face was covered in blood, and she slurred words, "Today...... Yu Wei was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and died, and Ye Chen and I gave it to her...... Collected corpses. Are you satisfied, I also know that the breakup between me and Ye Chen was all caused by you. ”

She lay on the ground dying, the blood from the corners of her mouth and nose staining her clothes red.

Wang Jiaran let go of his hand as if frightened, and took several steps back

His anger suddenly dissipated, and fear welled up in his heart when he looked at the woman in front of him who couldn't stand up straight.

How could he be so crazy?

Wang Jiaran pulled out the toilet paper and wiped the blood on Jiang Rou's face little by little, and his tears fell silently to the floor. "Arou, I'm sorry. I'm out of control, I've been in a bad mood lately, I'm thinking a little too much. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Jiang Rou laughed weakly, "You ...... next time Are you going to shoot me to death if you're in a bad mood?"

"Wang Jiaran, divide ...... Hand it. I was disgusted. ”

Wang Jiaran looked at Jiang Rou's dark face and bright red bloodstains, and was speechless.

Why did things turn out the way they did? Why did they turn out the way they did?

Wang Jiaran hung his head and couldn't think of anything to defend himself, he couldn't convince himself. He vomited blood from the woman he loved the most. He's a piece of scum no matter how you look at it.

A lowly man relies on violence to threaten and subdue women, while a superior person like him doesn't have to do anything to have a woman come up, and what is the difference between him and the inferior person he despises, the same vulgar and ridiculous.

His eyes were a little red, this atrocity doomed him to failure, and he was ashamed of himself

The moon outside the window was so white and eerie, like the dead white face of a woman crawling out of a grave.

The room was silent

After a long time, Wang Jiaran stood up abruptly, and he took one last look at Jiang Rou, his eyes were extremely complicated, mixed with reluctance, resentment and shame, "I won't come to you again in the future." ”

"I knew we would never be together. I will ruin you, and you will ruin me. ”

He will become a free and shameless evildoer, and the sevenfold veil that represents the shackles of humanity has been torn off several layers.

If he continues like this, he will have to cut off her head to get a kiss.

In the dark, Wang Jiaran lowered his head dejectedly, he was the selfish and shameless prostitute, the embodiment of lust, Salome.

If he continued like this, he didn't know what he would become

Let's end it like that......

His love was buried on this night, and such strong emotions would make him crazy.

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After that terrible night passed, Jiang Rou quickly changed a house, and in the first few days, she lived like a walking corpse, and whenever she dreamed back at midnight, she couldn't help but tremble when she recalled the scene of that day.

Pain and fear have always been with her.

She couldn't stand the darkness and silence, she had no friends in Beijing, Meng Ke left Beijing to go to the grassroots training, and there was no one she could find in this huge city.

She couldn't put into words the fear and pain.

Jiang Rou curled up in the small room, the door was blocked with sofas, coffee tables and other furniture, everything she could move was pushed to block the small door.

Jiang Rou looked at the rubber man on the table who was grinning and wearing a blue T-shirt and a white skirt, and remembered the picture of Yu Wei holding her hand and playing with her, the cute girl in ice and snow jumped,

Immersed in the imaginary picture, Jiang Rou smiled at the void

But the jumping child suddenly couldn't breathe, and the boss with staring eyes and a bruised face fell down, and suddenly turned into a cold and purple corpse.

The picture coincided with the hospital again, and Jiang Rou felt that she saw the white lights and smelled the smell of disinfectant again.

She held her head, tears falling down her face.

The wound at the corner of her mouth has scabbed, but her face is still so purple, I don't know when it will go away. A week, two weeks, or a month?

She forced herself to calm down, she interrupted her cranky thoughts and forced herself to pick up the book and continue reading,

She still has something to do

Can't be overwhelmed by this emotion

Jiang Rou took a book to read while crying, she sat on the chair, her little head was full of all kinds of complicated thoughts, and she couldn't study at ease.

She threw down the book, turned around and took out another notebook, and read it aloud.

The notes are full of formulas and mistakes,

"Limit is an important idea of differentiation, and the conclusions and formulas of common methods for finding limits ......"

After a few hours, the girl's tears stopped, and her mouth became dry from reading aloud.

She seemed to be in a better mood.

She thought of the cold little body, and felt ashamed of her gloomy and depressed mood.

She did not lack arms or legs, did not starve and cold, had a warm home, had family and friends, Jiang Rou thought of the stray cats and dogs foraging in the garbage cans on the side of the road, she felt that her depression had no foundation in nature.

The law of the jungle, beating, preying on prey, grabbing territory, grabbing females...... This is the cruel law of nature

Jiang Rou hooked her lips and smiled,

Seeing yourself as an animal doesn't seem to be so depressed. How big of a deal is this compared to death?

If she wants to die or live because of this, how can she be worthy of her healthy body, how can she be worthy of her parents, and how can she be worthy of Yu Wei.

The girl took out her mobile phone and flipped through it, there were several missed calls, all of which were Ye Chen.

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