Ding Cheng finished typing these words and looked at them, but deleted them all.

He felt like he was talking all nonsense. If the bitterness can be easily said, then it will not be called bitterness, and she will not be so embarrassed.

He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly felt that for her now, no matter what form it was, it couldn't help her solve the problem, maybe she just wanted an object that could let her confide and vent her emotions without any scruples.

He didn't say anything comforting, but replied very sincerely: "If there is anything in your heart that you can't say to your lover, you can actually say it to me."

I don't know who you are, and you don't know who I am, so you treat me as a hole in a tree, and tell me all the troubles in your heart.

I'm not going to tell anyone what you say, I'm just going to be a quiet listener. ”

He sent these words to him, not expecting her to actually pour out her heart to him, but she replied to him again.

"When I was twelve, I witnessed my mom cheating," she said. She and her lover were cheating openly at home, and I accidentally broke their relationship.

Her mistress did not shy away from my presence when he found out that I had come home suddenly, but changed direction, and looked at me like this, continuing his filthy business.

I turned around and ran away. But I didn't expect that night, when I was sleeping at home, the man ran into my room in the middle of the night, facing my face, showing his underneath, doing dirty things. I didn't dare scream, I didn't dare to open my eyes.

In the darkness, I could hear everything the man was making distinctly, and I waited hard for him to leave, and my body was still trembling until he left. The room smelled fishy, and I kept retching.

When my dad was on a business trip, the man came to my house every day, but my mother didn't say anything about it, but she didn't know that the man came to my room every night to blaspheme himself, making that ugly wheezing sound and bad smell.

But I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to resist, I could only pretend to be asleep, and waited patiently until he left, before I dared to get up, lying on my stomach in the trash can and vomiting. No, it wasn't until one time later that he started doing things to me. He kissed me on the face, kissed me on the lips, his hands began to touch me, and I realized that I could no longer pretend to be nothing, and I opened my eyes and looked at him in the dark.

He didn't feel panicked at all, in the dark, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in something, very dark, very terrifying, I was scared and cried all at once, but he smiled at me. Then he put the bottom in front of me and said in a hoarse voice, lick it.

I still remember the fishy smell, like the smell of rotting food.

I cried and begged him not to do this. I said I'd call the police. But he didn't do anything, and when I screamed, he covered my mouth with his hand and didn't let me scream.

My mom woke me up, and my mom came to my room, and the two of them started arguing and fighting, and my mom became invisible, and she yelled at the top of her voice, but she was beaten by the man and her nose and face were swollen.

Later, they went to the police station, and the news that my mother had an extramarital affair spread, and many people watched our family's jokes, waiting for my parents to divorce, waiting to see if I would go with my mother or with my father.

They didn't get divorced, but they had a worse life than a divorce. They tortured each other and I too. ”