"The fact that the five-headed wraith has not turned black means that the ritual of revenge has not yet been completed.

The people who bully them are still alive in the world, but what they care about and want to go most is not where the perpetrators are, but where the people they love are located.

I don't understand why many people who have not experienced domestic violence aggressively ask victims of domestic violence why they don't choose to leave, but never understand why the victims choose to suffer in silence.

These people did not choose to drop out of school when they were physically punished by the teacher for the first time, and did not choose to quit their jobs when they were 996 for free for the first time, but they can rightly ask those victims: Why didn't you choose to break up decisively when you were subjected to domestic violence for the first time?

I can't understand these people, they are more like they want to promote a set of absolutely correct ideas and appear superior, and they talk about the words related to the interests of stop loss, unwrapping, etc., but they don't care about the living people, and they don't care about the people who are fisted and kicked by the partner who wants to spend their lives together.

Being hurt by someone who says they love you, does this hurt only exist physically? Can every ordinary person be absolutely sane?

There are too many self-evident facts, but these people care more about ideas than living victims.

The same is true of the Evil Plague Bureau, and it always has been.

Lao Liang, I don't understand, I don't fucking understand. ”

Li Zhixian picked up the wine bottle and drank it all, after losing her job, she was used to being in a trance, and without the company of alcohol, she was afraid that she would do something irrational if she continued to be sober.

Liang De opened her a new bottle of beer, and made a large enough beer mug out of Phantom Sea Xuanqi and poured it to her full.

He understands that he is not a suitable person to talk to, he and Li Zhixian are not good friends, he just happened to encounter a situation where his heart is full of water.

The first rule of male morality, don't give life advice and solutions to the girl you confide in.

Think about how you're doing before you speak, and if you're sober enough, you'll know that no one really needs their own life advice.

Liang De acted as a drinker for Li Zhixian, smoking a cigarette and recalling his past memories related to domestic violence.

Adler, a pioneer of humanistic psychology (fourth-degree alopecia), said that the lucky people spend their lives being healed by their childhood, and the unfortunate people are cured of their childhood all their lives.

Liang De considers himself a lucky man.

The most serious domestic violence he had ever seen was when Comrade Li Weihong forced Comrade Liang Jianguo to sit on the toilet and pee in the winter.

You know, before the advent of smart toilets with automatic heating functions, no matter how warm a boy is, he can't coexist peacefully with the toilet seat in winter, after all...... Heart-to-heart.

Comrade Liang Jianguo, a veteran warm man, endured humiliation and burden, and had to do half a day of psychological construction every morning before he could enter the bathroom.

Even so, he persevered, what a terrible man.

In this regard, Comrade Li Weihong said vigorously: "When we people outside the customs fall in love, we are willing to fight and suffer. ”

In the past, Mr. Liang had some expectations for this kind of beating, but now Mr. Liang has reservations about it, because he has unknowingly known many girls who can really beat him to death, such as ...... Phew.

An ocean-blue beer glass slammed into front of him.

"Where's the wine?"

Liang De shouted to the boss and sent another piece of "Putin" over, and ordered a plate of Songhua chicken legs by the way.

He chewed the thick slices of chicken thighs and pine preserved egg rolls together, opened the special mobile phone and spent two crystal clusters to query the data related to domestic violence in Lanxing's hometown in "Lessons from the World".

The following information is said to come from the official newspaper of Liang Delanxing's hometown:

According to a survey conducted by the Dongguo Women's Federation 15 years ago, about 30 percent of the country's 270 million families had experienced domestic violence.

On average, victims do not report to the police until 35 times of domestic violence, and the fastest victim to report to the police is to seek help three years after suffering domestic violence, and fifteen years ago, domestic violence accounted for more than 40% of homicides among women in Dongguo.

Thirteen years ago, the editor-in-chief of Dongguo Women's Daily disclosed at an international conference that the average annual number of suicides in Dongguo in recent years was 287,000, of which 157,000 were women.

The number of suicides among rural women is more than three times higher than among urban women.

In a survey of more than 260 rural villages, more than 66 per cent of women's suicides in these villages were linked to domestic violence.

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In Liang De's memory, the most recent domestic work about domestic violence was "Don't Talk to Strangers", but that was a TV series nearly twenty years ago.

In the years leading up to his sudden death, he rarely heard about domestic violence in the mainstream media, and he was not very clear about the current situation.

The last time he saw the news about domestic violence was when a man chopped off his wife's left hand because she was worried that she was cheating on her.

In Liang De's impression, this is not an exception.

There are many more outrageous tragedies.

Victims of domestic violence are not only women, but also the elderly, children, people with disabilities, and men in the prime of life.

Yes, there are also men in the prime of life among the victims of domestic violence, and their situation is particularly awkward.

In the early years, Liang De saw a ridiculous news:

An honest man is often beaten by his wife, and one day he couldn't bear it anymore and fought back angrily, but his wife called the police to say that he was domestic violence and was made anxious.

Domestic violence is like marine pollution in a sea of people, no one can stay out of it, and no one is an isolated island.

Liang De spat out a smoke ring and snatched the last piece of Songhua chicken leg under Li Zhixian's chopsticks.

What could he do?

Put a surveillance bracelet on everyone in World 415, and make a puritanical code of conduct for everyone, and if there is a violation, immediately shoot them and include them in the credit report?

He didn't know what was wrong, but he knew it wasn't right.

After Liang De became an extraordinary creature, he knew that he could live for a long time, although he couldn't be as specific as the Shouyuan of the cultivator, but he didn't expect that he would die of natural causes for the time being.

He should be able to see the future of the world of 415 and many other worlds on this shore of Kukai.

Will the future be better or worse?

It depends on the person now.

He believes in the people of the present.

He felt that tomorrow would be better, that there was no need for miracles and saints, and that tomorrow would definitely be better.

If a world needs miracles and saints to ensure that the future will be better, the world is almost finished.

……

After Liang De and the food stall owner settled the account, they followed the bouncing Li Zhixian back to the LOFT apartment in the Red Leaf Building on Shanqian Street.

He didn't know if the woman was really drunk or fake, but it didn't matter.

He felt that Li Zhixian had her reasons for whether she was drunk or pretending to be drunk tonight.

When there is a valid reason, whether it is happy or sad, whether it is really drunk or pretending to be drunk, it is a kind of lonely romance.

Romance is an illusion that more or less transcends oneself.

Dancing with this illusion is my romance.

Liang De sent Li Zhixian back to the bedroom to cover the quilt, and returned to the first floor of the apartment to look out the window at night.

He wanted to do something.