Chapter 839: Life is better than death

Yang Hongxia was raped, extremely painful, full of anger, crying incessantly, and scolding angrily. However, at this moment, it was useless to cry and scold, she had been possessed by another man, lost her virginity, and could only vent her grief and anguish.

In the room, there were constant cries and curses, full of fear and sadness. This was originally a safe haven of peace and tranquility, but the sudden change in the wind and clouds turned out to be a place where demons are rampant.

After the man vented his beastly desires, he still hugged Yang Hongxia, not wanting to let go of the poor woman. He sighed and finally spoke: "Sister, don't be afraid, it's me." ”

He Yongan! He is He Yongan! In the midst of grief and indignation, Yang Hongxia already had a premonition, but she was still taken aback.

She said angrily: "Bastard, I didn't think you were a beast-hearted guy, I hate you to death!" she was so angry that she wanted to fight, but her arms and body were tightly embraced, and it was difficult to move.

He Yongan sighed again and immediately apologized: "Sister, I'm really sorry, you look too much like my lady, which makes people fall in love." My heart was already dead, but today you have awakened it again, giving me hope, so I did this...... It's a shameful thing. Forgive me, so do I...... I love you so much. ”

Yang Hongxia still scolded angrily: "You are a bastard, a big pervert, you ruined me, I hate you to death, I want to kill you!"

He Yongan sighed: "Sister, I didn't want to do this, but I love you so much that it's really hard to give up." I wanted to propose marriage and marry you, but you have to stay alone for the rest of your life, which is helpless, so I have to ...... That's why I want you to stay. Sister, marry me, I will treat you well, and we will live happily for the rest of our lives. ”

Yang Hongxia said angrily: "Don't think about it, even if I die, I won't be with you." ”

He Yongan sometimes sighed, sometimes comforted.

Hongxia cried: "You are a beast, you have harmed me like this, how can I go to see Xianggong? You are a beast who is not as good as a beast, you want to force me to death......

"Sister, the reason why I did this is not malicious, but I want to keep you. Your father-in-law is already the son-in-law of the Gao family, and he won't come back, so it's better to die. I'm not a bad person, I'm definitely a good person, and the folks didn't say anything about me. My family is good, you have seen it, it is better to stay, I will love you for a lifetime. ”

"Get out of the way!" Hongxia pushed him angrily and said, "You scoundrel, don't look at me, I won't stay, let alone be with you, a beast!" Saying that, Yang Hongxia got up and got dressed.

"What are you going to do?"

"What do I do to you?"

"I won't let you go. He Yongan hugged her.

"Let go of me!" Hongxia said as she struggled, "You have harmed me and I have no way out, what face do I have to live in the world? Poor Xianggong, I am sorry for you, I ...... I can only go to the underworld and wait for you......" She could not break free, and she was powerless to fight, and she cried bitterly.

He Yongan saw that Yang Hongxia was looking for a short time, and immediately panicked, and hugged him stubbornly and never let go.

With tears in his eyes, he regretted it very much: "How can this be, how can this be...... Both of us

Poor man, I wanted to live a good life with you, how could I end up like this? Alas, if I had known this, I would never have done this to you, and it was too late to regret it...... Sister, forgive me, I went a little too far, but I don't want to hurt you. I also have a hard heart, we are all hard-working people, and when I see you in such a big trouble, I am also sad and crying for you. My sister can rest assured, she will be happy to live with me and never let you be hurt again. ”

He Yongan saw that Hongxia was so beautiful and kind, and her appearance and body looked very much like his deceased wife, and he fell in love with her at first sight. That lonely heart was awakened again, and he really wanted to marry Yang Hongxia and start a new and beautiful life.

He has good facial features, good looks, and a good craft, and his family background is relatively solid, which ordinary people can't compare.

He Yongan didn't know that Yang Hongxia and Brother Hongqing grew up since childhood, they are both husband and wife and brother and sister, and their feelings are deep, which have long been engraved in their hearts and melted in their blood, and it is impossible to tolerate others.

He wanted to use brutal means to get beautiful women, but it backfired, making his beloved woman angry, and seeing him as an enemy who was inferior to beasts. He regretted it, but what he shouldn't have done had been done, and he couldn't do it back.

Suppose that Yang Hongxia does not have such deep feelings for Yang Hongqing; if the Xianggong abandons her and lives in Gaofu with all her heart; if Hongqing's brother has died and has no hope in his heart; what if...... Hongxia is also likely to accept this life-saving benefactor, or the man who cares about her very much, not to mention that she has already been possessed.

However, if these things do not exist, Yang Hongxia was humiliated, naturally extremely sad and angry, hated He Yongan, and desperate for his future.

One disaster after another followed, Hongxia's body and mind were hit hard one after another, how could she bear it, she had been completely destroyed, and she was bent on leaving. She decided that it was the best place to be liberated, the most important place to go, there was no room for life in the world, there was no warmth left, and the underworld was the only place to go.

He Yongan took possession of his beloved woman, and was also condemned by his conscience, and when he saw Yang Hongxia in pain, he regretted it and lamented it even more. What should not have been done has been done, and there is no way to do it, so he can only apologize endlessly and try his best to persuade and comfort his beloved woman.

Neither of them slept that night, and sat until dawn.

Yang Hongxia was overly sad, heartbroken, and tired, and no longer had the strength to cry or condemn and scold.

He Yong'an was in pain, his mouth was dry, and he sighed from time to time with his back against the head of the bed.

No matter what, he still has to eat, He Yongan was afraid that Yang Hongxia would slip away and make a big incident, so he had to lock the door of the house and then go to work.

At this time, he didn't want to make his beloved sad anymore, he wanted to let her go, and he was afraid that Yang Hongxia would go to find a short-term meeting, so he hesitated and was anxious.

Yang Hongxia was imprisoned in the room, very helpless, and still sobbing with grief and indignation. In the face of the steaming meal, she had no appetite, and no matter how He Yongan persuaded her, she didn't move a bite.

Hongxia is so sad, how can she swallow it, her heart is full of grief and pain, she has no appetite, no hunger, and her mood is depressed and a little sluggish.

On this day, He Yongan didn't dare to leave a step, and he had been accompanying Yang Hongxia at home, and he was still persuading from time to time.

Hongxia hated the person in front of her, and she was too lazy to scold anymore, and she couldn't look at it

One glance at him, weeping and weeping from time to time.

Yang Hongxia didn't eat breakfast or lunch, and she still didn't move at dinner, leaning on the edge of the bed and sitting dementedly. Her eyes were glazed, as if she was looking but not looking, as if she was thinking about something, and she seemed to be at a loss, not knowing whether it was a distraction or a blank mind.

He Yongan sat on the chair, looking at the sad person, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed from time to time.

When he saw that it was getting late, he blew out the oil lamp, got up and came to the bedside, and said, "Sister, it's not early, and I didn't sleep last night, so let's rest." ”

Yang Hongxia didn't seem to hear it, and still didn't move.

He Yongan had to sit on the bed with him, still comforting.

Hongxia ignored it all the time and sat there dumbfounded.

It was late at night, the stars were shining brightly, the moon showed half of its face, and the white moonlight entered the room through the window, giving the darkness a little light.

He Yongan looked at Yang Hongxia, although he felt guilty in his heart and felt that he couldn't stand his beloved, but he had lived alone for many years, and faced with a beautiful woman who looked like his deceased wife, how could he endure loneliness. Besides, what should not have been done has been done, and there is no point in avoiding it, he really wants to continue to do it, but he can't bear to do it, so he hesitates.

The pace of time is passing quietly, his mood is becoming more and more irritable, he can't resist the temptation of beautiful women, and he is about to move. He longed for that kind of good thing, longed for the love of his deceased wife, longed for enjoying that good feeling, longed for watering his hungry heart with the nectar of love......

He Yongan secretly calculated that since he had already slept with Yang Hongxia, there was no need to be so scruples. For her, sleeping once is the same as sleeping a few times, even if she sleeps every day, there is no difference, why torture herself so hard.

He was ruthless, no longer hesitated, and immediately pounced......

Yang Hongxia woke up as if in a dream, scolding and struggling angrily, she was weak and weak, and she hadn't eaten for another day, so she had no strength and could only cry. Helpless, she is really helpless, she can only bear it helplessly......

This night, Yang Hongxia was ruthlessly bullied again, tears flowed, grief and indignation, but she was powerless to resist, there was nowhere to hide, she could only swallow bitter tears. She was tired, sleepy, and fell asleep, only to wake up the next day when the sun was high.

At this time, He Yongan had already gotten up, prepared a meal and was waiting for her to wake up. He saw that Yang Hongxia woke up, except for apologizing, he no longer felt guilty, and invited her to get out of bed to eat.

Hongxia was sad and angry, she didn't eat a bite, only drank a little water, and sat on the side thinking about her thoughts.

She was imprisoned here, ruthlessly bullied, and missed her brother Hongqing even more, and missed her home in Crouching Tiger Village. She was both sad and angry, miserable, miserable, helpless, and desperate.

Yang Hongxia lost her chastity and was ravaged one after another, feeling deeply sorry for her husband, very guilty and ashamed, with a strong sense of guilt, and wanted to leave this world, so that she could be completely liberated.

Now the farm work is not busy, for a few days, He Yongan did not dare to go out, and has been guarding at home. He was very fond of Yang Hongxia, but at night he still didn't care about Hongxia's feelings, had no sympathy, and entangled with his beloved beauties as he wanted to vent his passion.

Yang Hongxia was so hungry that she had no strength to struggle, she wanted to cry without tears, so she could only let the hateful people mercilessly bully.