Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Past (1)
Yun Feng was also stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I ......"
"You're the first person to say sorry to me. Han Xiaoyue looked at Yun Feng very seriously.
"Because I'm sorry for you. Yun Feng said.
"I'm sorry that I have too many people, compared to them, you don't have to deal with it. Han Xiaoyue returned to her previous charming posture.
Even if it was well hidden, Yun Feng could see the deep desolation from that seemingly indifferent face.
"How old are you to get here?"
Yun Feng's words are used very well, not for sale, but for coming.
"I'm going to think about it......" Han Xiaoyue tilted her head and thought about it, "Are you the first time, or the second time?"
"Escaped once, and then was caught?" Yun Feng asked.
How desperate it must have been, obviously I had seen the hope of life, but I was strangled by it.
Han Xiaoyue shook her head, her tone was flat, "I came back on my own initiative?"
"Why?" Yun Feng said in surprise.
"There is no why. Han Xiaoyue smiled lightly, her eyes seemed to be slightly red.
It's definitely not that simple.
Yun Feng couldn't continue to ask, so he changed the topic, "We didn't seem to know each other before, why did you come to me?"
"Go on, I'd like to hear your thoughts. Han Xiaoyue said.
"I didn't notice it before, but now I remember, you just called me Yun Feng, as if I didn't tell you my name, so, how do you know?" Yun Feng analyzed.
"Well, that's good, what else?" Han Xiaoyue looked at Yun Feng with a smile.
"Think of Xiaoyue Tower again, so, you have investigated my identity. Yun Feng said firmly.
"Yes, that's all guessed. Han Xiaoyue clapped her hands, "These things of yours are something that a normal person would think of." ”
Yun Feng stood up, "So, do you want to borrow my hand to get involved in the Yun family, or do you want to consolidate your own power?"
"Do you think so badly of me? You make my sister so sad. Han Xiaoyue looked like a sad way.
"You know I didn't mean that. Yun Feng's face was expressionless.
Han Xiaoyue waved her hand, and a beautiful maid walked over with a pot of tea.
The second skirt is full of tea, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.
Yun Feng looked at the teacup.
"Drink it, it's not poisonous. Han Xiaoyue said, the jade hand had already picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Seeing this, Yun Feng also drank.
The fragrance of tea lingers between the teeth, and the memories are endless, first bitter, and then what comes to the tip of the tongue is sweet.
Don't be sure, this tea is really fragrant.
"I'm here to repay a favor. Han Xiaoyue said softly.
"Kindness?"
"That person is your mother. Han Xiaoyue smiled.
At this time, the charm of her face disappeared, and all that remained was respect and gratitude.
"You have a story with my mother? I want to hear it, can I?"
"Okay. Han Xiaoyue smiled, and the style revealed in an instant was enough to charm all beings.
......
It was a night with no fingers in sight, and she was huddled alone in the grass.
In the middle of the night, lightning and thunder suddenly thundered, followed by a downpour.
The simple room, leaking wind everywhere, rainwater falling in from time to time, smashed on Han Xiaoyue's face, a miserable white complexion, full of fear.
Skinny and poorly clothed, the clothes worn by children of the same age on her body are also a little bigger.
Malnourished, bordering on deformity.
At this time, Han Xiaoyue was only five or six years old, which should have been a real age, but the cruelty of life deprived her of innocence prematurely.
This drunkard father of hers is a patriarchal person, so he beats and scolds her, and rarely has a pleasant face.
She didn't have a room of her own, and basically survived on the kitchen floor.
A lot of the time, it's a sleepless night.
As the thunder outside became louder, Han Xiaoyue's weak body trembled more and more.
She opened her eyes and looked out in horror.
Bang
There was a loud bang.
Han Xiaoyue was still a child at this time, and she was so frightened that she cried, she struggled to get up, and looked for the gate by the faint light of lightning.
Han Xiaoyue, who didn't have a bit of flesh on her body, was like a crawling animal, a little eerie.
bang
The door slammed open.
A drenched middle-aged man walked in, still holding a wine bottle in his right hand, unsteady, drunk, and pungent with the smell of wine.
As soon as he came in, looking at Han Xiaoyue like this, he was startled and almost fell.
After seeing it clearly, he spat out, "Scare Lao Tzu, you damn it." ”
Then, the wine bottle smashed into Han Xiaoyue's body.
yes
Han Xiaoyue let out a roar, her whole body trembled violently, and her back hurt hotly.
"What is it called?"
Her father strode forward, his broad soles slamming on Han Xiaoyue's back, just where he stepped on her wound.
The pain intensified, and the heart-rending sensation spread from the back to the limbs.
The bottle slag was trampled in by her father, and blood flowed profusely.
Her father didn't seem to be satisfied, so he picked up the stick he had set aside.
The night was dark, and the rain was majestic, as if there was a fierce beast hiding in it
Her father's hideous face, illuminated by the faint light of lightning, was terrifying, like a devil who eats people and does not spit out bones.
Stick after stick.
There were a few desperate screams at first, then the voice grew weaker and weaker, until there was no sound left.
After fighting with all his heart, his father swayed and walked out.
The door was not closed, and the rain flowed in.
The flesh and blood behind Han Xiaoyue were blurred, and the thin clothes were mixed with flesh and blood.
She was unconscious, her long brow drooping, and there was not a trace of blood on her face.
No one cared about her, even she herself was glad later, with her own strong desire to survive, she survived.
Such beatings have long been commonplace, but now this is the first time that such a dead hand has been killed.
She wanted to escape from this home, a place that felt like hell for her.
Therefore, when the old bustard of Xiaoyue Lou came over, she sold herself without hesitation.
Her father, holding the money, was smiling, and it was the first time she had seen a smile on her father's face.
She still can't forget this smile.
Usually a girl asks for a few gold coupons, but she only sells them for a few hundred dollars.
At that time, she was skinny, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and she couldn't see a trace of beauty at all, and she bought her purely because it was cheap.
After that, the bustard trained their group of girls.
At that time, she was six years old.
Since she was malnourished, she finally had enough to eat, and although she was sometimes beaten by the old bustards and others, compared to her father, it was like tickling.
After a few years of growth, she has been raised, and she is no longer weak, and she gradually began to show the demeanor of the country and the city.
On the contrary, a few girls who bought it with a lot of money have all grown crooked.