He looked at me for three minutes before he took the pen in my hand and wrote a sentence to me: Would you rather die than stay with me?

I nodded firmly, and he smiled and asked me, "If I have to keep you with me, what if I have to embarrass your friends?"

I glared at him angrily, and seeing that he was triumphant, I suddenly leaned over and grabbed him by the neck.

Luo Ange, why are you doing this to me, why are you doing this to me?

Someone threw me away and threw me far away, it was Zhou Yang.

Luo Ange rubbed his neck and waved his hand, not allowing Zhou Yang to touch me again.

Zhou Yang was looking for something everywhere, and then he snatched the pen and paper in Luo An's singer, wrote a few words, and then handed it to me angrily: Why are you so ruthless, don't you know that he loves you?

Luo Ange rushed over and pushed Zhou Yang away, the two of them yelled something, and the note fell to the ground.

Luo Ange pushed Zhou Yang one after another, but Zhou Yang didn't fight back, he was pushed and swayed by him like a puppet, just looking at me sadly.

I rushed over to protect Zhou Yang, and I lip-synced Luo Ange: I don't love you, I don't love you, I can't wait for you to die.

He saw clearly, and the hand pushing Zhou Yang stopped in mid-air, his chest heaving, looking at me.

I suddenly turned around and ran, tears fluttering in the wind, and all in front of me was foggy.

Isn't it already dead in the heart, why are there still more and more tears?

Guan Shanyuan came out of the doctor's office and wanted to chase me, but I was too fast, and I ran into the elevator at once, isolating him outside.

Now I don't want to do anything, I just want to go home, I just want my grandfather to fry me a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, and then sleep well in the bed at home.

I ran and ran until I was exhausted and didn't stop, and I found myself running away from the city before I knew it.

I didn't have a penny on me, I didn't have a cell phone, and I roamed the streets like a lonely ghost until it got dark, and I didn't know where to go or who to go to.

Wearing only a T-shirt and coming out, I shivered from the cold, tired and hungry, and staggered along.

A car stopped at my feet, and at that moment I wished that Luo Ange would get out of the car and rush over and hug me.

As long as he said a few words to coax me, I might as well go back with him.

But I miscalculated, it was not Luo Ange who got out of the car, but a foreign boy.

He was holding a map and pointing to a point to say something to me, and I knew he was asking me for directions.

I haven't been out since I came to Jingnan, and I've been under house arrest in the villa all day, so naturally I don't know the place he said.

At this time, a little girl got out of the car, smiled sweetly at me, took out a paper and pen from her backpack and asked me: I am from Cannes, where do you live, do you need us to send you?

As soon as I heard that it was a fellow countryman, I was so excited that I grabbed her and didn't let go.

Knowing that they were going back to Cannes, I begged them to take me with them, but they hesitated, looked at me a few times, and finally nodded.

The girl was the smartest girl I had ever seen, and she could tell at first glance that I was deaf and dumb, and that I was hungry and cold, and not only gave me her coat, but also gave me a box of biscuits.

At such a moment, what was good to me was actually a stranger.

The little girl introduced that her name is Yi Yao and her boyfriend's name is Xiao Kun, and they will drive by car during the holiday, which is their last stop.

Yi Yao gave me another carton of milk, I was really hungry, and I devoured it.

The scenery outside the window flew by, slowly turning into a blur, and then a blank slate, as if my mind had suddenly been emptied.

An inexplicable fear gripped me, and I struggled to sit up, only to find myself limp and unable to move.

The more I struggled, the more confused I became, and in the end I didn't know anything.

There was no pain, no pain at all, and I fainted.

I don't know how long it took, I could feel someone undressing me, I opened my mouth to shout, but I found that I couldn't even hear myself, I raised my hand, but it hung down weakly.

When I felt someone take off my pants, I finally knew that I was on a thief ship and couldn't get out.

I shouted Luo Ange's name in my heart, and shouted for help, but all my voice disappeared in my throat.

Someone lay on top of me, kissed me on the neck, and hurried to my collarbone.

Someone was still pulling my pants, and I realized an even more desperate truth: it wasn't just one man.

My eyes were finally open, and although I was still confused, I could already vaguely distinguish that the person who was pressing on me and pulling my underwear was Xiao Kun.

And the person who pulled my pants was a middle-aged uncle with a lewd and evil smile.

Xiao Kun finally unfastened my underwear, felt his lips move from collarbone to my chin and then mine, felt his hand reach inside my clothes, he leaned into my ear to blow and someone tied my feet.

A high school Chinese teacher once said that what girls are most afraid of is encountering such a thing, in case they do, don't anger these villains, and don't hold on to any feudal theories, saving your life is the most important thing.

The teacher also said that some people can predict their own death, such as Xu Zhimo. Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, and sometimes I wonder how I will die in the future.

There has never been a suicide that has been confronted with such a dirty and dirty thing.

Xiao Kun and Uncle Dirty were talking, and then the two seemed to be arguing, because Xiao Kun kicked the man away.

I used to watch TVB TV dramas, and when I saw that the heroine couldn't move and would only shed tears when she was raped, I would think, what shit screenwriter, this is too fake, this is too fake, if it were me, I would definitely kill that man.

Now I know, it turns out that the screenwriter has written very simply, and the situation I encountered is much worse than that.

I was met by two men with fierce eyes, who found a rope and tied me to the bed.

I was so scared that my whole body trembled violently, but I couldn't make a sound, I could only tear down my tears, and I would only shout Luo Ange's name over and over again in my heart.

When I saw Xiao Kun holding the flaming red candle with the thickness of my wrist, a rather bad premonition hit my heart, could it be that they were going to burn me?

But I was wrong, they must not have thought of such a simple and crude method as burning me, they thought ten thousand times more vicious than that vicious.

Uncle Filthy was holding a leather whip in his hand, and every time he slapped me, Xiao Kun poured wax oil on the wound.

I could hear the wax rustling in the flesh, the new wound covering the old, but the pain was doubled, the humiliation was doubled.

However, the effects of the drug have made me lose my resistance and I can only be slaughtered.

The wax slowly solidified, sticky and greasy on my skin, and the leather whip was like a poisoned knife, cutting through my flesh one by one, and the poison penetrated into it all the way to my heart.

This is not a pervert, after the little kun drenched wax oil on the wounds all over my body, he suddenly untied his clothes and pressed the whole person on me.

I could even smell him, the male smell peculiar to foreigners.

He started kissing me again, smiling dirty.

I shook my head desperately, and while he was unprepared, I opened my mouth and bit his ear, and he yelled to let go of me, slapped me in the face, and cursed something, maybe FUCK or something.

A fishy-sweet sensation rushed out of my throat, burst through my tongue, passed through my teeth, and ran out.

I finally shouted out: "Luo Ange, save my ......"

He grabbed the beer bottle from the table and smashed it neatly on my head.

I didn't even have a chance to bite my tongue and kill myself, so I fainted.

When I woke up, I saw my parents, my grandfather, and my aunt, all of our relatives sitting together, my parents with red and swollen eyes, and a picture frame of a person in their arms.

It's a black-and-white photo of me, and the ground in front of me is full of chrysanthemums......

It turned out that I was dead, but I was still alive, and then I realized a terrible fact: I entered the room through the door, and I didn't need to push the door at all, I came in directly through the glass, and they couldn't see me.

I yelled and screamed, they couldn't see me, my dad and aunt carried my mom out the door, and my mom cried and fainted.

I floated out with them in mid-air, and suddenly I saw Xiao Kun standing outside the door.

He looked at me with a lewd smile, hooked his fingers and turned away.

I followed, and saw him enter a room, and I went in through the glass, and then I saw that the uncle was also there, and both of them were holding ropes in their hands.

They grabbed me and tied me to the bed and tore my clothes again.

I yelled and screamed, and they gagged me with a white cloth.

I'm a ghost, but I can't do anything about bad people.

At the last moment, I shouted in a voice that only I could hear: "Luo Ange, Luo Ange, save me ......"

Someone hugged me in the dark, patted me on the back, and I collapsed into his arms, trembling with fear, and grabbed his arm with both hands.

At this time, a strange indescribable pain came, and although I was confused, I still understood a little.

It turns out that I was really ......

I didn't know who was in front of me, I just knew that I was pushing him away, and it didn't matter if it was a wall or a bedside table in front of me.

What am I still alive for, just die.

I slammed into a human wall, and it was a man's broad chest.

I grabbed him by the placket and shouted with all my strength, but I couldn't make a sound, and the only thing I could shout was three words: "Luo Ange, Luo Ange, Luo Ange......"

With a snap, the dim light came on, and I could see clearly that I was back in the hospital, and I could see who was in front of me.

Luo Ange's face was full of stubble, his hair and clothes were all messy, and his eyes were red as if he had cried.

He grabbed my hand, and I turned my face away, broke free from his grip, and shrank back into the covers.

At this time, I don't see anyone, I just want to be alone, to fend for myself.

The world was quiet again, and I desperately shoved my fist into my mouth, desperately trying not to cry.

After a long, long time, I pulled open the quilt and found Luo Ange still sitting on the edge of the bed.

He was looking at me, but I didn't want to face him, so I struggled to get up and go into the bathroom.

There was a thick gauze wrapped around the door of his head, and the bruises were still there, but some things were gone.

At the last second when the glass shard slashed down on my wrist, someone slammed the door open, and Luo Ange's panicked face appeared in front of me.