An Zhike walked with his head down, stumbling step by step, his bulky figure was particularly conspicuous on the remote and uninhabited street, staring blankly ahead, his face was helpless except for dazedness.

Before leaving, the vicious words that Zeng Yu left in her ear seemed to be still echoing in her ears, crushing her reason, and the unprecedented panic surrounded her tightly.

"Achiko, little by little, try the helplessness and torment of falling into hell. ”

An Zhike closed his eyes, and the fierce expression on Zeng Yu's face when he said these words came to mind uncontrollably.

Is it hell? She's already ruined and spurned, isn't that enough? What else does Zeng Yu want to do? She doesn't plan to let her go, does she?

And who is behind the scenes?

Who has so much hatred for her that he must drive her to a dead end?

Looking at the dark road ahead, the empty street because it was late at night, An Zhike's heart slowly fell into the abyss, little by little.

"What do you want me to be satisfied with, and why won't you let me go?"

She is already alone, abandoned by her lover, betrayed and calculated by her friends, her reputation has plummeted, and even her parents have been hurt because of her.

In fact, Zeng Yu was wrong, she didn't have to wait for her to do anything, she was already in hell, although she was in the world, her heart was tormented in hell.

The incident three years ago had already tormented her, and now so many things have happened, and overnight, everything she believed, what she loved, and what she relied on was destroyed.

After all, she is just a girl in her early twenties, how can she withstand so many changes?

Heh, since she has nothing to lose, then she has nothing to fear.

She wanted to see what tricks the mastermind had behind the scenes, and how far he wanted to force her to stop.

Years later, when An Zhike recalled this scene, she realized how naïve her original idea was, and what she endured at that time was only the tip of the iceberg given to her by a tragic fate.

The real hell she didn't even touch the edge.

An Zhike's thoughts drifted away, his steps were chaotic and staggered, because he didn't see the road clearly because he lowered his head, he inadvertently hit the lamppost, and his fat body collided with the hard pillar and made an earth-shattering sound, which was particularly abrupt on this quiet road, and An Zhike fell to the ground, waking up a few drunks who were crowded on the side of the road and were drowsy.

"What's going on?"

The drunks were awakened, and they jumped up in anger and stared at An Zhike lying on the ground with a curse.

An Zhike frowned slightly, knowing that she had accidentally disturbed them, she didn't want to cause more trouble, and she was about to get up when she struggled, but her fat body formed her biggest limitation, and the fat meat shook crumblingly, but after trying several times, she just couldn't get up.

It's one thing to not be able to get up, An Zhike found that her foot was accidentally twisted because of a fall! An Zhike couldn't get up, and for fear of being seen by those drunks, he simply gritted his teeth and didn't let himself make any screams, although he is now a big fat man of two hundred pounds, but in the end he is still a woman, it is difficult to guarantee that these drunks will not be hungry, what to do to her, then she will really call the heavens and the earth unspiritual.

"Hey, it looks like a woman. ”

Among them, the sharp-eyed one judged that An Zhike was a woman from her long hair, and her drunken eyes shrank for a moment, revealing a lustful color.

"Oh, go up and have a look. ”

An Zhike was lying on the ground, face up, looking at the drunks walking towards her with a look of horror, was what she was worried about really going to happen?!

Several drunks surrounded An Zhike, and his face, which was originally obscene, was frightened when he saw An Zhike's true face, and the lustful color quickly receded, replaced by disdain and disgust.

"Damn, it's actually a fat and ugly woman, I can't do it like this, it's not so heavy, you want it, let it go to you." ”

"Who wants it, it's so ugly, if you really sleep with her, you will definitely have nightmares. The man said with a grim look on his face, amusing the rest of the group.

"Why, weren't you still in a mood just now? ”

The unbridled ridicule, the mocking words without leaving a trace of affection, all of this came into An Zhike's ears, An Zhike was facing up, the street lamp was shining on her face, the light was dazzling, and her back touched the cold ground, and the chill spread quickly to An Zhike's whole body through her back, making her feel cold all over her body, and her heart was like ashes.

This endless humiliation brought her despair, and she closed her eyes suddenly, hiding her red and swollen eyes, and tears slid straight down the corners of her eyes.

It turned out that she was so ugly, so ugly that even drunks hated her, and there was never a moment when An Zhike felt that she was so pathetic, so sad that she couldn't help laughing at herself.

"Huh"

Thinking that she is an Zhike, she is also a character who has been a school flower, she doesn't care about those false names, but the scenery at that time is more ironic and desolate than the sadness at this moment.

People's experiences are really unpredictable.

Before, he was held in the palm of his hand and watched by everyone, but now he can only lie here and be humiliated by a group of homeless people, hiding in a dark corner and being forgotten.

Anzhike's voice was as small as a mosquito ant, but because it was out of place, it still attracted the attention of the group of drunks.

Drunk people have no reason to speak of, and intuitively, they think that An Zhike is laughing at them, provoking them, and they are angry, and once again they surround An Zhike.

"Hey, dead fatty, what are you laughing at?!Are you looking for death?!"

An Zhike looked at them silently, not saying a word, but his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he didn't know whether it was for them or for himself, it looked empty and desolate.

An Zhike's silence obviously angered those drunks, and most of the people who went to buy drunk were depressed people, who liked to vent when they were in a bad mood, and An Zhike appeared at this juncture, which happened to be their punching bag.

"Damn, I'll make you laugh, make you laugh! What are you laughing at when you're so ugly, making you laugh!"

Those people scolded and kicked An Zhike, An Zhike hurt his foot, and he couldn't move his body, so he could only lie in place, bearing their beating and scolding like a raging storm, An Zhike curled up, shivering in the cold wind, at first she would symbolically hum twice, and in the end, she simply didn't struggle, just spread out and let their fists fall on her.

The boundless pain surrounded An Zhike's whole body, lying on the cold ground, his sprained foot twisted into a strange shape, and the place where he had been beaten was even more painful.

For a moment, An Zhike wanted to give up, give up struggling, give up everything, just let them die alive, maybe he didn't have to suffer these sins anymore.

The pain kept coming, An Zhike half-narrowed his eyes, and his thoughts gradually drifted away, was she about to die?

The pain was extreme, it was numbness, and An Zhike's eyes closed one by one and fell under the lampstand post not far away.