Zhao Nianci was tied to the faucet, watching Ke Xucheng slowly approach the trembling little girl. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She wasn't sure what she was about to see, and her mouth was hoarse and speechless.

Ke Xucheng stepped on his pants as he walked, so that his feet in gray socks could step on the ground smoothly.

"Is the homework done?" Ke Xucheng said coldly and scolded.

"Dad... Father...... All right, all right......" said the little girl, trembling.

"Let's have candy." Ke Xucheng said succinctly, as he spoke, he also turned his head sideways and smiled evilly at Zhao Nianci behind him.

The little girl didn't think about it, put the notebook full of "Listen to Dad" on the ground, crossed the fence with thin and yellow legs, and knelt in front of Ke Xucheng.

"You ......" Zhao Nianci seemed to know what was going to happen, and her eyes were dripping with hatred.

The little girl's immature hands pinched Ke Xucheng's pants, and without thinking about it, she held her breath and took it off.

The smell of washing for a long time is tangy, and even spicy to the eyes.

That guy was probably too excited, he listened to Zhao Nianci's angry shouts, and the little girl's obedience, and stood up hideously.

It hit the girl straight in the face......

Ke Xucheng looked at Zhao Nianci as if she was showing off, the more painful she was, the happier she was.

"This is a family, hahahaha." Ke Xucheng laughed while stuffing his dick into the girl's closed mouth.

"How can you be the only one, child!"

"You...... You kill me, you hurry up and kill me. Zhao Nianci made a sound from the depths of her throat, her face turned away, she couldn't bear to look at it directly, if she could, she would like to gouge out her eyes and cut off her ears right now!

The pain in her wrists and scalp could not awaken her sense of resistance, and the blood flowed helplessly,

"Our family's reunion life has just begun." Ke Xucheng changed his facial features comfortably and rolled his eyes.

The girl endured retching, her lower lip was already trembling, how could her small mouth, which had just begun to develop, be able to bear it.

Lost the conscience of heaven, people and gods are angry!

Zhao Nianci hated, regretted, she hated herself, why was she indecisive, why didn't she listen to her father and Lin Xie for the sake of a temporary Ansheng, and sued Ke Xucheng to the court.

He tried to kill his own daughter, and that alone was enough for him to spend the rest of his life in prison.

Now, it's late, she can close her eyes, but she can't stop Ke Xucheng's voice and the little girl's painful whispering, all kinds of sounds are transmitted to her ears, and the images of crime hit her brain.

She began to hurt herself, banging her head on the marble platform, hoping that she would faint, preferably die, without having to watch the scene and hear the terrible sound.

"Daughter, go and tell mom not to bump into it."

Zhao Nianci heard Ke Xucheng say this to the girl.

She was frightened and frightened when she heard the sound of small footsteps, and she didn't know how she was going to face this girl.

From another point of view, it was he who made Ke Xucheng become this kind of demon, and it was he who pushed the girl into the abyss.

The girl's lower lip was still trembling, and she knelt on the ground, raised her head, and looked at Zhao Nianci's eyes looking at the floor.

“...... Don't, don't bump it, it hurts...... It doesn't hurt......" the girl said, using all her strength just to speak.

As soon as Zhao Nianci heard this, her tear ducts couldn't be controlled, and tears dripped on her arm that blocked her eyes like no money.

"I'm sorry......" she cried out to the girl on her knees, her lips facing her.

"Dad, dad is loving me......" The girl shook her head sluggishly, she had no values for what was happening, and she didn't even reject, it seemed that Ke Xucheng didn't beat him, and sexually bullied her, which was love!

Zhao Nianci continued to cry helplessly, she couldn't face this situation, and most importantly, she was distressed and couldn't look directly at the girl's big dry eyes.

"I'm sorry......" she kept repeating, her voice getting more and more hoarse, the pain amplifying as her voice became smaller, and her brain was completely confused.

Ke Xucheng, she walked to Zhao Nianci lying on the back of the table.

He hugged Zhao Nianci's back, wrapped his hand around his waist, and lay his head on Zhao Nianci's back.

"Well, be good, that's right, be well-behaved, don't make trouble, my husband loves you."

He slightly loosened the hand holding Zhao Nianci, and the hand gently patted the girl's head: "Good daughter, dad loves you." ”

Dead floating in the bathtub, it stared at the scene with its own bulging eyes.

The faint blue light hit the table, and the facial features of the three people were hidden, with only a phantom outline.

The hoarse cry echoed in the room, but it could not break through the thick acoustic panels.

Zhao Nianci completely cried and fainted, his head drooped weakly in the sink, and the blood overflowing from his scalp flowed down the sewer pipe to the bottom.

Upstairs in this three-bedroom apartment, the family is noisy about the TV station, the boy wants to watch animation, the father wants to watch the news, and the mother wants to watch the bubble drama.

Downstairs, the father was drinking tea in the living room, the daughter was practicing, and her mother quietly put a plate of fruit on the table, looking at her daughter's back with relief, and didn't even make a sound when the door was closed.

The girl playing the piano is Jean Hisaishi's episode "OneSummer's Day" in "Spirited Away"

Fresh and sad music, from the window to the world to transmit a kind of dark light.

Three small families, but going to different trajectories.

The crying inside can't get out, and the sound of the piano outside can't get in.

It's not home, it's hell on earth.

It's not a reunion, it's a perverted puzzle pieced together.

All culpability will be punished in the end, and people should not think like that.

So, who will pay for this girl's miserable ten-year-old?

Who will pay for Zhao Nianci's impact and broken heart?

What is wrong in this world?

Still is? Still is! The world is inherently made up of violence and instinct.

There is society and culture only because people are hiding these dirty emotions.

Tear open the skins of hypocrisy, and each one is rotten bones.

Is the back of misfortune necessarily happiness?

If you are already unfortunate, will you still have a chance to face "OneSummer's Day"?

No one dared to judge, and suddenly, the whole building went dark.

The whole building is gone, and almost instantaneously it is back to the ancient times when there was no electricity transmission.

The families took out their candles, turned off the television, and began to prepare for washing up in front of the candles.

The person who cleaned up the electronic keyboard took out the charging lamp and read a book.

People complained a few words and continued to spin the world that had slowed down a little.

If you can't stop the night from coming, then accelerate the erosion of the night.

Perverts, demons, need ghosts to heal.

If that's human nature.

Lin Xie, his eyes were hidden in his deep sockets, he gasped, stood in front of Ke Xucheng's house, clenched his fists fiercely, and there was endless anger in his fists.

One punch!

"Bang!"

The wooden door was torn open in an instant.

One punch!

There was another clatter of wood being torn.

The people upstairs and downstairs, because the sound of the piano and the TV were not there, after the whole world fell silent, they heard the voices of the neighbors more clearly.

The two thumps stopped.

The cry of "Woo ......" stopped abruptly.