Many people in Jiri felt that her motives were impure and that it was a disaster to stay in Jiri, but he suppressed their derogatory comments about her again and again, but he only smiled at her and quietly held up a pure and peaceful world for her.

Occasionally, under the balcony at dusk, he lit a cigarette and watched the rising and setting stars with her. Sometimes, he would tell himself something about when he was a child, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were full of faint struggle and helplessness. He said he didn't want to stay in the day at all. He wanted to live a peaceful life, with her.

At that time, his eyes were shining, and he smiled at her, and there was a faint melancholy in his eyes, a faint softness.

At that time, she was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and if someone treated her like this, was she not moved at all? When Gu Chao rested his chin on her head, and the warm touch spread from the top of her head to her whole body, did she not waver in the slightest? When he kissed his eyebrows tenderly, when his slender hands clasped her waist, when his faint smell of tobacco invaded her senses, when he did things that moved him, didn't she ever have the idea of giving up her task and accompanying him for the rest of her life?

Her parents died early, she was as lonely as grass, some people said that they would be with her forever, they would look at her eyes affectionately, promise to give her a warm home, and they would spare no effort to be good to her, she is not iron, won't she be tempted at all?

She is not a saint, of course she can't be indifferent, she will be sad, she will hesitate, she really wants to follow her heart, be an ordinary girl of sixteen or seventeen, and don't care about anything.

But reason told her no.

Dad, as the central special police officer who arrested Ji Ri, died tragically under Ji Ri, he was shot several times in his body, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and she would never forget that tragic situation until she died.

She had already lost her mother, but she didn't expect that it wouldn't be long before she lost her father.

The man who was always majestic and serious ended up with such a miserable ending.

When she tore open the blood-frozen, she saw a small red thread hanging from his neck, the ornament was soaked with blood, but she could faintly see the original scar, a very small and rough wooden boat.

When he was five years old, he was going on another mission, and that day happened to be his birthday, she stood on tiptoe, kissed him heavily on the cheek, and stuffed a small boat carved by herself into his hand, tears glistened in her eyes, and she said, "Dad, if you want to go to the boat in the future, let's look at it." ”

Unexpectedly, after seven years, she almost forgot about it, but he still wore it, regarded it as a treasure.

Her eyes were stinging, and for the first time she cried so hysterically, she grabbed his cold hand and shouted, "Daddy......"

At that time, she was also as old as Song Lianzhou, at the age of about thirteen, after begging Uncle Cao hard, she finally won his consent, so she was sent to the undercover investigation team of the Central Criminal Police Department to cultivate undercover skills, in order to one day avenge her father and fulfill his last wish.

So, at the age of sixteen, she first entered the day and met Gu Chao.

He was a very good-looking man, who was cool to the bone, but became warm when he saw her.

However, he saw her young and pure face, but he did not see the struggle under her calm exterior.

She is good at forbearance and restraint, she is moved by his deep affection, but she knows that she should stand firm, not only for her father, but also for the country. She was depressed again and again, she was very bitter, no

Someone can understand her state of mind, but she still gritted her teeth and told herself that there have always been some roads in life and she needs to trek alone.

Over time, she slowly calmed down.

So, she sent him to prison, she picked up a pistol and led him to a point of no return.

At that time, her heart was very calm, without the slightest sound, as if it was empty.

A whip slammed into her head, and her consciousness cleared slightly from the pain. She bit her lip and continued, crawling again and again.

She's in pain. With it comes the fear of dying. She's scared.

originally thought that it would be better to die happily to live in this place without warmth, but when she was really struggling on the verge of death, the panic in her heart turned into a desire to survive.

is like a self-sinking person, who is willing to throw himself into the river when he is desperate, and he will inevitably have to splash a few times before he dies, splashing cold water.

Just like a person who hanged himself, even though he knew that the head hanging from the white silk had no hope of survival, he still had to move his feet wildly, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

She wants to live, in the face of such a desperate situation, her will to survive has become unprecedentedly strong at this moment, she wants to live, she has to climb this street quickly.

However, another whip was drawn down, and she lay on the ground, and the blood-stained girl snorted softly in pain, and the speed of crawling gradually slowed down under the impact of pain. Her thoughts grew more and more distracted.

The chains in which the child was imprisoned were stained with blood, stained with the fading sunset, and the dull chains were brightly colored.

Song Lianzhou has been staying in Chunsheng Pavilion since she was a child, and the little children often have to do a lot of things, serving dishes, boiling hot water, washing dishes and chopsticks, washing clothes, etc., all of which are all-inclusive for her and the other two little girls. At the instigation of Gui's mother, the children also begged the prostitutes for money, and the prostitutes of the Chunsheng Pavilion and many of the prostitutes recognized her.

But now, she was kicked to the ground since Yudong, the whip was slammed on her body, and the blood on her head gradually covered her pale little face, making it difficult to identify, plus most of the onlookers here at this moment are not prostitutes in the pavilion, but just some lively little people, and few people know from the crowd of onlookers, this is the Chunsheng prostitute who was taken by the prime minister's son more than ten days ago, even if you know, it is hard to believe that everyone agrees that the second young grandmother of Mengfu is the good luck girl they envy, It's the girl in front of me.

Someone asked, "Which slave is this?" ”

"It should be from the Prime Minister's Mansion in Yuxi, I heard that the guards there are all dressed in blue."

The lean man who was closer narrowed his eyes, turned around and whispered: "It's the mile of the Meng Mansion, and the word "Meng" is engraved in the middle of these people's belts. ”

“……”

Someone asked, "What crime did this slave commit?" Didn't you steal something from the house? ”

“……”

“……”

"I'm afraid yes, anyway, the Meng Mansion is very strict, this little slave must have committed a crime."

"Oops, that's a miserable ......"