I hurriedly craned my neck: "Don't make trouble, I'm talking to you about business." "Putting me like this is the intention of getting down to business?" His eyebrows furrowed into eight twenty: "Still touch me." "Ah Chang said you like this." I mean undressing. "Then come here!" He narrowed his eyes: "Is it okay to be clear-headed when talking about conditions?" "I'm sober." I said, "Tell me if you want to kill me!" "Tell me what you want to do now!" He was clearly dodging my question. "As long as you don't kill me, then everything is negotiable!" That's what I meant: "I can ......" Before I could finish my sentence, he suddenly pounced. By the time I saw it, he was already crushed under him, and there was a sharp pain in my scalp. "Are you embarrassed that I won't kill you?" He blushed and glared at me: "I'll chop you up later!" I shuddered, and tried to push him, but he held his wrist and tied it firmly with the rope that had just tied him, and tied a knot around my neck, and threw out a rope. He let go of his hand, pulled the rope, and asked coldly, "Did it with him?" "I craned my neck. He tightened the rope and I craned my neck and breathed hard. "Give you another chance." He leaned down and snapped my jaw: "Answer seriously." "I was still a little angry when I hugged Pulan, so I was quite scared. But at this moment, I was suddenly not afraid. I can't even remember the first time he pushed me to the brink of death, and I hadn't messed with him before. He didn't need me to make a mistake first if he wanted to kill me, and I didn't want him to be better. I opened my mouth and he loosened the rope. I exhaled a few breaths of air, and my squashed throat was finally able to reassert the sound: "It's done." He stared at me, silent. I thought he hadn't heard, looked him in the eye, raised my voice as much as I could, and said more completely: "I did it with him." "He grabbed me by the neck unsurprisingly. I was suffocated in an instant, my head was dizzy, my eyes ached, and I felt chills. Although I wanted to stick out my tongue, I decided to grit my teeth and insist because I didn't want to die as an ugly hanged ghost. But it didn't help, because I had no doubt that he would tear me to pieces. Just as my eyes were already blurring, he suddenly let go. My brain was already not working due to lack of oxygen, and my mind was muddy. The sudden sharp pain on my scalp woke me up. I opened my eyes and saw his indifferent face. "You still have a chance to regret it." "I did. And he knew I was your wife, so I told him. Want to know why? "I know what he's thinking, it's not the point of killing me or not, the point is whether I betrayed him. Because for people like him, being cuckolded hurts not feelings, but dignity, and his dignity is above all else. But he couldn't cry or yell, that would be too disrespectful, and he had to be as forbearant as a man, and strangle me coldly, and then take a pistol to fight with an adulterer—preferably to be killed by an adulterer. He doesn't speak, but his fingers are clenched to indicate that he is listening. "Because you never treated me as a human being, you can fight when you want, and kill if you want." I said, "Besides, you gave me to him in the first place, and if you didn't send me, I wouldn't have had a chance to meet him." "He still didn't speak, just stared at me, clutching my hair so tightly that I could even feel my hair breaking one by one." Oh, I forgot you're a psychopath. I'm sorry. "I didn't want to die, just to see his expression at the moment: angry, painful, humiliated, almost broken. I really like the way he is now because he's in pain. So even if I survive today, I'm never going to explain it. Let this green grass grow vigorously on his head, so that he will be stuck in his throat for the rest of his life. Fanyin suddenly let go, went down, and slammed the door. I couldn't untie the rope, so I just lay on the **, looking at the ceiling. For a while, I remembered the person who called me "wife" when I just came home today, and then I remembered the person who just grabbed my neck. I should be happy because my husband is finally back. But I wasn't happy, and I even hated him a little. He threw down a "goodbye" and disappeared for so long, and then reappeared when I finally couldn't hold it anymore and was ready to leave. I've been looking forward to him every day for the past few months, hoping that I will have the opportunity to explain it to him. But he forgot all about it, forgot to clean it. It feels ironic. Suddenly, the bedroom door slammed open. It's Fanyin's subordinates. They came and grabbed me, pushed me, dragged me into the living room, and pressed me to the floor. Fanyin was sitting on the couch with a cigarette in her mouth. The leopard, named Jerry, sat beside him and rubbed his head against his neck. He touched Jerry's back and instructed Ah Chang, "Give her a drink." Ah Chang was holding a wine glass in his hand, and when he heard the words, he looked at the sound and walked towards me. The man who pressed me pinched my chin and leaned back. Ah Chang poured the wine down my throat. I choked and couldn't help coughing for a while, and I noticed that my body was getting hotter and hotter, and I couldn't help but look at Fanyin. "How can I kill you? Since you like to be a **, then I'll let you be enough. Fanyin nudged Jerry, smiling and urging, "Come, Jerry, go over and kiss your bride." The leopard jumped off the couch. I was writhing and shrinking when a fishy bucket of liquid was poured over my head. The leopard also smelled it, squinted its eyes, arched its body, and made a "grunt" sound. Chang pulled out the knife, cut the rope on my wrist, tore off my clothes, then looked at me and gently shoved the knife into the pile of clothes. The room was full of men, but I was no longer ashamed, because the leopard had already bowed and reacted. I clutched my clothes on the floor. Fanyin folded his legs, knocked on the ashes, and snapped his fingers: "Do it, baby!" Jerry immediately sprang up and pounced. At the same time, I pulled out the knife, and Chang gave it to me with the intention of not killing the leopard, but at least to save me from this insult. I wiped my neck with this knife. I soon began to get cold, faint in front of my eyes, and lost consciousness. Before I became an adult, I always had funny dreams. I dreamed that when I came home from school, I met a strange woman at the gate, driving me through the streets in a small and beautiful car. She has a faint floral scent on her, sometimes rose, sometimes lavender. She brought me ice cream in the summer and handmade scarves and hats in the winter. Every time I have this dream, I feel in a good mood because I think it's my mother. This time I dreamed of her again. She was still driving the orange car, which looked like a fiery sunset from a distance. She was still wearing the dress painted with flower petals, and she looked like a flower fairy. She took my hand and asked gently, "Xiaoyu, would you like to go with me?" "In this dream, I went with her and went to a path into the unknown. Suddenly, there was a loud bang in my ears. It was as if I had been struck by an electric current, and my body shook inexplicably and my eyes opened. I was stuck in my neck and couldn't move at all, but I could see the room out of my eye. Familiar décor - it's a ward. The door was closed, but a man's voice came from outside the door: "Kneel." "It seems to be his father. There was no sound outside the door. After a while, Father Fan's voice came again: "Kneel here until your wife wakes up." Slaughter that leopard for me. "Dad!" Fanyin roared: "That was given to my daughter by my mother!" "Then take it to me." Father Fan's tone has always been calm: "Yinyin, I don't care what mental condition you are now, but you have to be like a man." If you dare to do such a degrading thing, I will cut off your legs immediately. After he finished speaking, he came over and opened the door, and I quickly closed my eyes. It felt like he had only walked near the door, and one person said, "She's out of danger." "Hmm." Fan's father's voice came along with the sound of the door closing: "Let the lawyer arrange the divorce." "Although I woke up that day, I pretended to be unconscious for four days. Whenever the doctor went out after my examination, I could see the figure of Fanyin kneeling at the door. "Wake up" wasn't intended by me, but was discovered by the doctor because it wasn't properly installed. After the doctor finished checking the front foot, Fanyin came in with a black face on the back foot, stood on the side of the sick ** and said, "I'm sorry." "I don't want to talk. He must have been forced by his father, and after saying that, he slammed the door and left. An hour a stranger came, introduced himself as a lawyer with Fanyin, and asked me: "The old gentleman asked, the joint property belongs to you, Miss Su, and the alimony is one million, which can be paid off at once, how about it?" "I'm divorcing him?" My neck still hurts a little now. "The court will be held on the 20th of next month." I nodded, "Thank you." "A million is a lot of money for me, and I was beaten like this by him, and there is no reason not to take money." Mr. Fan's reputation is very important, so I'm sorry that Miss Su needs to say something unfavorable to her after the trial. So if you wish to get some extra alimony, that's fine. "If it's bad for me?" "Yes, let's say you're mentally ill." "Having mental illness would affect my pilot qualifications." "Then it can only be you." The lawyer spread his hands: "We feel that for a woman, the qualification of a pilot is not as important as the honor. "Just say I'm **." It's more important to live on the job: "Please make it up, and I'll cooperate." "Okay then." The lawyer asked, "Do you want to tell the truth, or do you want to fabricate some other third party?" Before I could answer, the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open with a bang. Say:

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