Chapter 213: Soul Trap (35)

Yang Li said, tears falling uncontrollably. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 She wiped her tears with a tissue, paused, calmed her agitation a little, and reluctantly smiled at us. I know that it will not be easy for everyone to remind her of these humiliating experiences. At this time, I admired her from the bottom of my heart, and I felt that she was very brave, at least after all these painful tribulations, she could be a human being again. Seeing her pale face in an instant, my eyes were hot, and the tears of the bean couldn't help but roll down. The two people sitting next to them had a hint of melancholy in their expressions, more like that kind of indignant look, and they must have been angry at the actions of those madmen. The soul-trappers closed their eyes, and though there was no emotion on their faces, I could clearly see the resentment in their rolling eyes.

Yang Li rested for a while, and she bit her lip and said again: "Later, I heard that an alumnus passed by and saw that I was kidnapped, and after finding my adoptive parents to explain the situation, they immediately called the police. When the police found me, it was eight hours later. Even though the gang was arrested, I still can't forget what happened to them. I haven't seen the woman since. It wasn't until a few years ago that she found me again and brought back those unbearable memories for me. She threatened me with this and asked me to give her money. I had no choice but to secretly give her all my private money of hundreds of thousands, but she didn't give up, she used me as an ATM, and when she had no money, she went to the hospital to make a fuss, and there were many times when I really wanted to call the police, I wanted the police to lock her up, but my adoptive parents stopped me. They said that she was my birth mother after all, so I should communicate with her. However, I can't communicate with this woman at all, and her appearance is a disaster for me. My peaceful life was disrupted all at once, and I was even distracted during the operation, and if I continued like this, I would have collapsed and be driven crazy by that woman. She has made inches again and again, and every time she has gone too far. I've warned her, but she still won't let me go, why do I have such a mother, I ...... Did I owe her anything in my previous life, and I want her to torture me like this in this life? Yang Li tugged at her scalp hard, her emotions rose and fell again, her pupils shrank one by one, as if she was holding back her anger. Zhang Lin didn't say a word, handed the tissue to her, and sighed helplessly.

"Thank you!" Yang Li cast a grateful look at Zhang Lin, she took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions again, and then began her story again: "Soon after that incident, my body began to feel uncomfortable. During those days, I felt that my body was very filthy, and I had to wash my body many times a day, and I had to wash the filth off my body, and I brushed my body so hard that I didn't stop until there was a numb pain in my skin. Because of this, I suffered from severe depression, and I hid in a dark room all day thinking nonsense, afraid to go out. I was afraid of the world, afraid to see a man, and even to hear a man's voice, I would be so frightened that I would hide under the covers, cover my ears tightly, hold my breath, and dare not move.

Fortunately, my adoptive parents did not give up on me, they took me to a psychiatrist, and did a series of psychological counseling, and for a long time, they were by my side, lest I not think about the meeting and do stupid things. I've also been angry with them, and I've even beenacted violently at times. I told them to give up on me, leave me alone, and leave me to fend for myself, anyway, in the eyes of the world, I am a filthy person, a filthy person. At that time, I really thought like that, and several times I took a lot of sleeping pills to end my dirty life, but every time my mother found out, she took me to the hospital, and never gave up on me, and even for a long time afterward, she accompanied me to sleep, patiently enlightened me, and freed me from the darkness. To be honest, without her, I wouldn't be where I am now, and I am very grateful to them.

Fate can be unforgiving at times, and as I tried to get out of the shadows of this, I noticed that something strange had changed in my body. First of all, my appetite has increased dramatically, and I eat a lot of things, but I am getting thinner and thinner. Secondly, my taste has changed, for example, I don't like to eat spicy food, but somehow during that time, I suddenly liked to eat spicy food, and it was very spicy. The biggest change was my belly, which was slightly bulging, but the rest of my body didn't grow any flesh. At that time, the most obvious thing was that the menstrual period did not come for several months, which is not a normal physiological phenomenon for people who are in puberty. My mother was the first to notice these changes in me, and she was a little suspicious and made a decision. She bought a pregnancy test for me to test, and although I was reluctant in every way, I did it in order to reassure her. But the results of the test shocked me, I was three months pregnant. This news was another heavy blow to me.

Consciously, I was resisting the arrival of this child, even disgusted. Just the thought that there was still the filth of those madmen in my body brought up all my agitated emotions. I kept slapping my stomach trying to get it out of my body. It became more and more difficult for me to control my emotions, and I even thought that I would die with it. Slowly I began to get tired of my belly, and even tried to use a knife to separate my belly and remove the filth from my body. This kind of thinking became more and more extreme, and even constrained my movements, and everywhere I went was mixed with the flames of anger, and I began to distance myself from the people who cared about me, and even began to escape from reality. I can't tolerate the existence of this thing, for me, it's like a nightmare for me, a nightmare that reminds me of being ravaged all the time. I spit on it and even wanted to end its life.

My mother took my protests to the letter, and she never gave up on me. One day, she calmly talked to me and asked me to make my own decision, which was about the child in my belly. If I insist on giving birth to this child, they will help me raise him, after all, this child has half of my blood on it. If I were to protest the arrival of this life, she would contact a private clinic and secretly kill the child. The choice is up to me now, after all, it's a piece of meat on my body.

At the time, I didn't even think about it, and just chose to kill it. I couldn't bear the filth that continued to lurk inside me, and I felt like I was going to collapse. My mom respected my choice, and she did help me secretly contact a private clinic and book a time to remove the baby from my body. The lost part of my body always tormented me all the time, and for a long time, I was always awakened by nightmares, I don't know what the dream was, but I vaguely remember that there was a child's voice in the dream that kept asking me: Why do you want me? I was nervous and mentally discouraged by this dream. There was no other way, and my parents took me to see a psychiatrist, but it didn't work at all. Later, I was lucky enough to meet a retired mind therapist who listened to my condition and suggested that I try hypnotherapy. This treatment is to hypnotize me, to erase this nightmare from my subconscious, that is, to take this nightmare into the deepest part of my mind, as long as I don't think about it, this nightmare will be sealed forever, and there will never be a light of day. ”