Day after day, year after year, he would catch her once she escaped, and each time she would inevitably be beaten severely.
But after recovery, her scars quickly healed and she forgot about the pain.
The last time she left here was six years ago, when she met a benefactor she would remember for a lifetime - Mr. Qiu.
Mr. Qiu lives in Iceland and makes a living by fishing. When Qiu Mo was fished out of the sea, he was so cold that he could only breathe. He drank half a bottle of his own liquor for her and found her a thick bottle of liquor.
Wrapped in a thick quilt, she gradually warmed up.
Mr. Qiu is only in his forties, but his temples are already gray.
He usually likes to paint, and his paintings are hung everywhere in his simple home.
When he went to sea, Qiu Mo would sometimes copy his works. She found that his painting level had reached a very high level. A few seemingly simple strokes were actually full of mysteries.
What she liked the most was one of the sketches. The woman in the painting was spotless, like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. Just one glance gave people a feeling of spiritual shock.
She painted this picture many times, but she could not capture the charm of it.
When Mr. Qiu came back in the evening, he brought back a lot of seafood. He made braised hairtail, braised prawns in soy sauce, and grilled conches.
Qiu Mo could hardly stop eating this meal.
After dinner, the old and the young sat on the beach and watched the stars.
Qiu Mo was looking for zodiac signs when Mr. Qiu suddenly said: "Do you want to leave here?"
Qiu Mo's fingers were still in the air and she nodded silently.
"I can help you, but you must promise me not to come back again." Mr. Qiu said very seriously.
How could you possibly come back after leaving a place like this, so she nodded firmly.
"Follow me." Mr. Qiu took her to a storage room in the backyard, found the bottom layer of a pile of organizing boxes, and then brushed off the dust with his hands.
This small box is only the size of a photo box and has a lock on the outside.
He held it in his hands and pondered for a while, then took the key and opened the lock.
Qiu Mo saw that there was a thin film-like thing in the box, which seemed to be very soft.
"This is **, and it is also the last mask I will make in my life. I originally thought it might never see the light of day again."
He carefully picked up the mask with tweezers. Qiu Mo opened her eyes in disbelief. She had never believed that there really was such a magical thing in the world. When you put it on, you can't change except your eyes, face shape and nose.
The mouth will be completely different from what it looks like now.
Mr. Qiu asked solemnly: "Do you really want to wear it?"
Qiu Mo touched her face. Everyone said she was stunningly beautiful. Only she believed that it was because of this face that Ye Hen kept her by his side. If she could change her appearance, she could escape from that devil.
, she is not willing to sacrifice anything.
Seeing her nodding firmly, Mr. Qiu said: "The most fearful thing about this face is tears, so you should try to shed as few tears as possible. At the same time, it also has a time limit. It can only last for seven years at the longest. If there is wear and tear in the meantime,
, the time will be shortened.”
Qiu Mo memorized it carefully.
It took Mr. Qiu a full five hours to put on this mask for her. Qiu Mo took a look in the mirror after putting on her breasts. She really didn't even recognize herself anymore. Apart from her smart eyes, she also had a long head.
When you look like yourself, you become another person.
"From now on, your surname will be Qiu, and your name will be Qiu Mo." Mr. Qiu handed her a fake ID card and passport: "These two things will not be found to be fake even in the world's connected system, you can rest assured
From now on, you will live as Qiu Mo, and then leave this island far away to find your new world."
Qiu Mo was extremely grateful to Mr. Qiu. It was this uncle who gave her a new life, but she regretted that she had nothing to repay.
Holding the ID card and passport in her hands, she determined her future goal. She wanted to find Leng Xiao, no matter where in the world she was.
So this search lasted four long years.
Ye Hen looked at her face like a piece of art. When he was bored, he hoped to find some marks on her face, but he failed every time.
His eyes gradually moved down, along her slender neck, upright chest, and two slender legs.
Qiu Mo turned away with a blushing face and shrank her body into the pool.
She could see the burning desire in Ye Hen's eyes like a ball of fire, almost bursting out.
His hands wrapped around her shoulders, and then he sat behind her fully clothed. The water soaked his clothes in an instant, and they clung sexily to his strong body.
"My Momo, she's so beautiful." He murmured into her ear, picked up the shower gel with one hand and poured the shower gel on it, then slowly rubbed it along her body.
Qiu Mo closed her eyes and tried to ignore his seemingly gentle movements and the strong feeling of disgust in her heart.
The simultaneous psychological and psychological rejection caused her body to collapse straight, and her hands tightly grasped her arm in the water, leaving red marks there.
Ye Hen happily finished the shower gel for her, then picked up the shower and washed her clean from head to toe.
Qiu Mo could feel that the masculine features on his body had long been erect and hot. She didn't understand how he could be so patient.
After she finished taking a bath, he carried her to bed again, and then to Qiu Mo's surprise, he kissed her head gently: "Good night, baby."
Ye Hen left the room, and the smile on his face just now suddenly turned dark.
A maid came towards him and when she saw him, she hurriedly lowered her head and stepped aside, timidly saying: "Good evening, sir."
Ye Hen's eyes fell on her snowy skin exposed outside the maid's robe, and the light in his eyes slowly gathered.
Any of the maids he chose were all stunningly beautiful, with clean bodies and innocent foundations.
He suddenly stepped forward and picked up the maid horizontally.
The maid was shocked and struggled in his arms: "Sir, don't...don't do this..."
She had heard a very scary rumor. It was said that the woman Ye Hen played with the night before would disappear without a trace the next day. No one knew where she had gone, and no one dared to pursue her.
Therefore, if he chooses you, what awaits you is not only a night of indulgence, but also inevitable death.
In the maid's fright, Ye Hen kicked open the bedroom door.
Hearing the sound of the door closing next door, Qiu Mo sat up from the bed upset. She looked around the house. This was the place where she had lived before in Iceland, and the layout was exactly the same as when she left.
Even the poppies in the vase seemed to have not been replaced.
She quickly got out of bed, and then took off a painting on the opposite wall. There was a small door behind the painting. She opened the door and found a package of things wrapped in a sealed paper bag.
Qiu Mo held the package in her hands, her eyes shining brightly like the moonlight.
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I wish all eight readers a happy Christmas Eve and a safe life!