Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Siqing's eyes couldn't help but feel a little sour.

At that time, she was hot and hot, and her thoughts were confused.

She wanted to save her, but she didn't know what she could do even if she stood up.

Through the gap in the bamboo basket, in a burst of tears, she saw Xiaoxi turn her head to look in her direction and silently said: Don't come out.

Zhao Siqing clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip to look at the scene outside.

Her heart was dripping blood, her whole body was hot and hot, and salty tears overflowed her nose and mouth.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to push the men who humiliated Konishi away, and even wanted to kill them.

But she couldn't do anything.

It wasn't until that moment that she knew she was so powerless.

She couldn't do anything but watch, but memorize the faces.

Thinking of that scene, Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes slightly, and her hands couldn't help but clench into fists.

Huo Jingchen took her into his arms and whispered, "Qingqing, I'm here." ”

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a layer of water on them, she opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her and said softly: "Later, Xiaoxi died." ”

Soon after being abused, she chose to jump off the roof of the school.

Thinking of the girl who used to laugh and the girl who was by her side every day, Zhao Siqing's heart hurt and couldn't breathe.

She always hated herself.

If she hadn't been hiding in the bamboo basket and kept silent, maybe the ending would have been different.

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes lightly and did not speak again.

She hated and hated herself at that time, even though she knew that maybe she could get up with her body up, but it was just a tragedy for two people.

But over the years, she has not lived in guilt and self-blame for a moment.

She couldn't accept that she had watched her best friend being abused and raped, and she couldn't accept that cowardly and incompetent self.

Now, six years later.

Xiaoxi has long been sleeping underground, but she can still enjoy the various flavors of this world.

Fortunately or unfortunately.

It's still alive after all.

And the girl who used to have short ears and a bright smile will never come back.

Huo Jingchen looked at the woman with moist eyes in his arms, his heart was swollen, and the resentful and sour heartache churned in his heart, as if he was hurting for her and mocking his ridiculousness.

In his previous life, he never knew that she had such a past.

So at that time he forced her, how miserable and desperate she must be.

At that time he didn't understand anything, but felt that this woman had a fatal attraction to him.

He forcibly kept her by his side, wanting to make her his own personal possession.

He doesn't know what love is, and he doesn't know how to love.

He just instinctively gives and plunders......

He only knew that she had to take what he gave, and that he had to get what he wanted from her.

But it turns out that he has been hurting in the name of love.

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at him and said softly: "The person who was abused and died in the end should have been me, not such a good Xiaoxi." ”

The woman in front of her was pale, and her already sick little face was even more transparent without any blood.

She looked at him in a trance, with no focus.

When Huo Jingchen thought of that scene, and thought that if all this happened to her, he felt his blood surge, and he almost went crazy!

"Qingqing, it's not your fault." Huo Jingchen lowered his head and kissed her eyes, his voice hoarse.