In the children's room, Shi Su curled up on the bed motionless.

If it weren't for the fact that her aunt caused her stomach to be really upset, she would probably have been able to confine herself in the bathroom for a day and a night.

At this moment, I replayed the scene in the bathroom just now, and the more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt, and I grabbed the pillow for a long time, and finally simply fell asleep with the pillow unconsciously.

I slept until the middle of the night, and I didn't even know that I went to sleep in the master bedroom again.

In the autumn of Jiang City, the late night is still more or less cool, and the room is also mixed with wisps of coolness.

Shi Mianmian slept sweetly on the bed in the master bedroom, saying that he was going to tell a story to Uncle Ji Han, but before the story was told more than a few words, his big eyes gradually closed, and his voice became softer and softer, until he fell asleep, but his little hand kept holding his hand.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Shi Mianmian turned over while falling asleep, and then let go of his little hand.

Jing Jihan got up and went out by the bed, it was already a thick night outside the window, there were not too many lighting scenes in the old community, only the street lamps outside the high walls of the community in the distance were dim.

Jing Jihan straightened the TV remote control and cups on the coffee table that were messed up by Shi Mianmian, picked up the box of ointment before, and went into the children's room to apply medicine to Shi Su.

Shi Su's skin was so white that a casual pinch could almost leave some marks, and after a day, the bruises on her arms and legs were still obvious.

But the business of applying medicine is still not skilled enough for Jing Jihan, and he has tried to be as light as possible, so as not to wake her up, but Shi Su still frowned uncomfortably in his sleep, and even kicked him unconsciously.

He turned his arm sideways, ignoring the second kick she had given him, and did not hesitate to apply the ointment to her arm, for she had been dishonestly resisting in her sleep, and this time the hand that was pressing on her leg was a little harder.

After applying the medicine, he glanced at the time and was about to get up, when he suddenly heard a very soft whisper from Shi Su's mouth.

"It's so hot......"

In the darkness, his eyes fell back in her direction.

"Hot ......" Su was gradually trembling all over her body, as if because of the faint hot feeling of the ointment that invigorated blood and dissolved stasis in the wound, she didn't know what she was dreaming of in her sleep, her hand suddenly grabbed the sheets under her tightly, her neck was stiff and couldn't move, but she was tense, as if she was facing something that she couldn't bear.

Jing Jihan didn't find out how high her body temperature was just now, so he went out to find the temperature and planned to take her temperature to see if she was having a fever.

When I found the thermometer and came back, I saw that Shi Su had become a side lying position, but the whole person was curled up tightly.

In dreams.

She grabbed something in the dark room that she didn't know if it was a diffuser bottle or a wine bottle, and at the moment when the person who smelled of alcohol rushed towards her, she grabbed the bottle and smashed it into the person's head, and the shattered glass stabbed into the palm of her hand as she struggled desperately backwards.

The unusually hot and dry body made her not have much strength at all, but the faint red light flickering in the upper corner of the dark room was enough to indicate that everything that was happening was being recorded by someone on a monitor.

In order to keep herself awake, she even grabbed the glass shards on the ground, let the pain in her palms remind her of the situation she was facing, and then crawled out little by little from under the person who had been knocked unconscious, the heat almost covered the pain in her palms, and the blood dripped down her fingers......

She staggered to the door, which was locked outside, and the despair swept over her, and she tried to compose herself, then turned and ran to the closed window.

I opened the window hard and looked downstairs at the grass, I don't know which hotel it was, but it was on the third floor of the hotel.

It is estimated that if you jump from this height, you will be crippled, and it is impossible to escape.

But between the second and third floors there is a bracket for the air conditioner unit, and there is a tree next to it, hearing that the knocked unconscious person behind her has already woken up, as if he has climbed up to approach in this direction, she quickly climbed out of the window and stepped on the bracket of the air conditioner unit......

Falling to the branch, and then climbing down with difficulty, and finally falling to the ground, there seemed to be flashlight shining in all directions behind her, and she quickly staggered out to find a way out.

Her hands were full of blood, and her body was also embarrassed, staggering and not knowing how far she had run, she stood on the side of the street full of street lamps without physical strength, looking around in a daze, with bursts of flowers in front of her, and the heat in her body was about to exhaust her sobriety and reason.

I don't know what street it is, she even forgets who she is because of the torture, I don't know if it's a hallucination or someone is really chasing her, she always feels that someone is chasing after her, and the lights of those flashlights are also chasing behind her.

In a hurry, a black Bentley parked not far from the side of the road crashed into her almost blurred eyes—

……

Shi Su became more and more unsteady in her sleep, her hands were already wrinkled on the sheets, and everything vague in her dreams was stimulating her nerves.

"Don't kick me out......"

"Someone...... Hurt me......"

Seeing that the hair stuck to Shi Su's neck was already wet with sweat, as if he was being tortured, and as if he was resisting something, he held on to it.

Jing Jihan's hand reached over and put it on her forehead, it was not hot, and it was impossible to sweat so much if it was a fever.

He put the thermometer down and was about to wake up Shi Su, who was trapped in a nightmare.

Shi Su suddenly opened his eyes, half-asleep and half-awake, as if he still had a lot of consciousness still sinking in his dream, just lying there stiffly, staring at him in the dark.

"Awake?" Jing Jihan's dark eyes stared at her, and he leaned down to help her sit up.

But Shi Su obviously didn't wake up completely, just looked at the familiar figure beside the bed, his lips moved, and his voice was very soft and low, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Help me ......"

Very soft, very vague babbling.

Jing Jihan leaned over again, this time lowering his body more, trying to hear clearly.

"Ask for ...... You ......"

"Ask for ......"

"You...... Help me ......."

It's still a very light sound.

Jing Jihan probably only heard one word clearly, looked down at her already sweaty face, and reached out to pull the sweaty hair on her cheeks to the side: "Shi Su? ”

Shi Su's eyes did not close, his mind was still immersed in the dream, but his eyes were staring at the figure in front of him, and the breath on his body seemed to be fused with the breath of the man in the dream, just as clear.

I don't know why I suddenly felt so wronged, my hands instinctively went up, hugged his neck, and my crying voice was full of grievances and helplessness: "Don't go." ”