Chapter 2: 2
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Wen Jiu seemed to have that nightmare again.
It had rained heavily that night, and the broken windows and wooden doors were swaying in the wind.
An unfamiliar man broke through the window and tore open her clothes, ignoring her desperate efforts to struggle for help …
From beginning to end, he didn't utter a single word.
In the rainy night, the only sound that could be heard was that of the wooden bed constantly shaking and overlapping, becoming Wen Jiu's nightmare for more than ten years.
She had struggled in the same dream countless times, but she could not see the man's face.
The sharp pain in his body forcefully woke Wen Jiu up.
"So painful …"
When she opened her eyes, what she saw was a pitch black night.
The smell of alcohol on the man's face made her hair stand on end. She touched the silver hairpin under the pillow and pierced it heavily into his chest.
"Go down! Otherwise, I will kill you! "
Wen Jiu said coldly.
This was the first time in so many years that her nightmare had gained the power to fight back against this man.
Wasn't she dead?
Why did he have to endure such humiliation?
Wen Jiu used all of his strength to insert the silver hairpin into the man's flesh. Blood flowed down the silver hairpin onto Wen Jiu's body continuously, it was sticky and warm, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
She could not move at all, she could only let him do what he wanted.
"Were you drugged?" Wen Jiu realized that something was wrong with the man. He was already injured to this extent, and was still unwilling to give up on this matter, "I have a way, go down first, I'll help you …"
The other party was startled, and then stood up and stood beside the bed. Wen Jiu quickly got off the bed, found a chair to the side and threw it towards the man.
"Go to hell!"
The man reacted extremely quickly. He gathered up his clothes and jumped out of the window as Wen Jiu rushed to the window. Wen Jiu had long since caught up with him.
The broken window was smashed open by the man, waking up the old man in the room next door. Immediately, a burst of curses came out: "Raising such a loser! It's not the middle of the night! "
A bolt of lightning flashed on a rainy night, illuminating the surroundings. The shabby house, with its four walls, was the place where Wen Jiu lived when he was young. She crawled up from the ground and staggered back to the bed, touching the two taels of silver hidden in her pillow.
At this moment, she didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.
She was reborn.
Rebirth was the day on which they were robbed of their innocence.
She was also a fifteen year old Wen Jiu, the daughter of a dilapidated merchant.
"Jiu? What happened to Jiu? " The anxious voice of the mother came from outside the house. The wooden door was pushed open and a woman came in with a dim yellow oil lamp.
"mother …"
When Wen Jiu saw the woman, his tears fell.
In her previous life, after she had escaped the Xie Family, she had never seen mother again. She had only heard about the war calamity that had struck the Changping County and the tens of thousands of people that had been massacred by the enemy. No one escaped, and even the bones of the dead could not be identified.
How could he not cry when the difference between life and death was so great?
However, she suddenly heard Mrs. Wen exclaim, "Blood..."
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Wen Jiu seemed to have that nightmare again.
It had rained heavily that night, and the broken windows and wooden doors were swaying in the wind.
An unfamiliar man broke through the window and tore open her clothes, ignoring her desperate efforts to struggle for help …
From beginning to end, he didn't utter a single word.
In the rainy night, the only sound that could be heard was that of the wooden bed constantly shaking and overlapping, becoming Wen Jiu's nightmare for more than ten years.
She had struggled in the same dream countless times, but she could not see the man's face.
The sharp pain in his body forcefully woke Wen Jiu up.
"So painful …"
When she opened her eyes, what she saw was a pitch black night.
The smell of alcohol on the man's face made her hair stand on end. She touched the silver hairpin under the pillow and pierced it heavily into his chest.
"Go down! Otherwise, I will kill you! "
Wen Jiu said coldly.
This was the first time in so many years that her nightmare had gained the power to fight back against this man.
Wasn't she dead?
Why did he have to endure such humiliation?
Wen Jiu used all of his strength to insert the silver hairpin into the man's flesh. Blood flowed down the silver hairpin onto Wen Jiu's body continuously, it was sticky and warm, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
She could not move at all, she could only let him do what he wanted.
"Were you drugged?" Wen Jiu realized that something was wrong with the man. He was already injured to this extent, and was still unwilling to give up on this matter, "I have a way, go down first, I'll help you …"
The other party was startled, and then stood up and stood beside the bed. Wen Jiu quickly got off the bed, found a chair to the side and threw it towards the man.
"Go to hell!"
The man reacted extremely quickly. He gathered up his clothes and jumped out of the window as Wen Jiu rushed to the window. Wen Jiu had long since caught up with him.
The broken window was smashed open by the man, waking up the old man in the room next door. Immediately, a burst of curses came out: "Raising such a loser! It's not the middle of the night! "
A bolt of lightning flashed on a rainy night, illuminating the surroundings. The shabby house, with its four walls, was the place where Wen Jiu lived when he was young. She crawled up from the ground and staggered back to the bed, touching the two taels of silver hidden in her pillow.
At this moment, she didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.
She was reborn.
Rebirth was the day on which they were robbed of their innocence.
She was also a fifteen year old Wen Jiu, the daughter of a dilapidated merchant.
"Jiu? What happened to Jiu? " The anxious voice of the mother came from outside the house. The wooden door was pushed open and a woman came in with a dim yellow oil lamp.
"mother …"
When Wen Jiu saw the woman, his tears fell.
In her previous life, after she had escaped the Xie Family, she had never seen mother again. She had only heard about the war calamity that had struck the Changping County and the tens of thousands of people that had been massacred by the enemy. No one escaped, and even the bones of the dead could not be identified.
How could he not cry when the difference between life and death was so great?
However, she suddenly heard Mrs. Wen exclaim, "Blood..."
Wen Jiu seemed to have that nightmare again.It had rained heavily that night, and the broken windows and wooden doors were swaying in the wind.An unfamiliar man broke through the window and tore open her clothes, ignoring her desperate efforts to struggle for help From beginning to end, he didn't utter a single word.In the rainy night, the only sound that could be heard was that of the wooden bed constantly shaking and overlapping, becoming Wen Jiu's nightmare for more than ten years.She had struggled in the same dream countless times, but she could not see the man's face.The sharp pain in his body forcefully woke Wen Jiu up."So painful "When she opened her eyes, what she saw was a pitch black night.The smell of alcohol on the man's face made her hair stand on end. She touched the silver hairpin under the pillow and pierced it heavily into his chest."Go down! Otherwise, I will kill you! "Wen Jiu said coldly.This was the first time in so many years that her nightmare had gained the power to fight back against this man.Wasn't she dead?Why did he have to endure such humiliation?Wen Jiu used all of his strength to insert the silver hairpin into the man's flesh. Blood flowed down the silver hairpin onto Wen Jiu's body continuously, it was sticky and warm, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.She could not move at all, she could only let him do what he wanted."Were you drugged?" Wen Jiu realized that something was wrong with the man. He was already injured to this extent, and was still unwilling to give up on this matter, "I have a way, go down first, I'll help you "The other party was startled, and then stood up and stood beside the bed. Wen Jiu quickly got off the bed, found a chair to the side and threw it towards the man."Go to hell!"The man reacted extremely quickly. He gathered up his clothes and jumped out of the window as Wen Jiu rushed to the window. Wen Jiu had long since caught up with him.The broken window was smashed open by the man, waking up the old man in the room next door. Immediately, a burst of curses came out: "Raising such a loser! It's not the middle of the night! "A bolt of lightning flashed on a rainy night, illuminating the surroundings. The shabby house, with its four walls, was the place where Wen Jiu lived when he was young. She crawled up from the ground and staggered back to the bed, touching the two taels of silver hidden in her pillow.At this moment, she didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.She was reborn.Rebirth was the day on which they were robbed of their innocence.She was also a fifteen year old Wen Jiu, the daughter of a dilapidated merchant."Jiu? What happened to Jiu? " The anxious voice of the mother came from outside the house. The wooden door was pushed open and a woman came in with a dim yellow oil lamp."mother "When Wen Jiu saw the woman, his tears fell.In her previous life, after she had escaped the Xie Family, she had never seen mother again. She had only heard about the war calamity that had struck the Changping County and the tens of thousands of people that had been massacred by the enemy. No one escaped, and even the bones of the dead could not be identified.How could he not cry when the difference between life and death was so great?However, she suddenly heard Mrs. Wen exclaim, "Blood..."
