One day, Zhang Mingzhe kicked the door open and suddenly came back from outside.
The girl was shocked and hid behind the curtains.
He cursed angrily and said coldly: "Damn, the list has been beaten again, and he is still unwilling to accept my challenge."
"Coward, trash!"
As he said that, Zhang Mingzhe, whose eyes were blood-red, saw the girl trembling behind the curtains, sneered, rushed over and pulled her hair up, and lifted her up.
"You know how to hide!"
Immediately afterwards, he kicked the girl in the lower abdomen and kicked her out.
She fell heavily on the wall, and a sound of misalignment of bones came from her limbs.
"Are my spiritual race born to be bullied?"
In a trance, the girl thought in despair.
The humiliating depression accumulated in her heart with deep powerlessness, and gradually melted with low sobs.
"If you cry, you will know how to cry. How could he be better than keep a dog!"
Zhang Mingzhe roared angrily.
Just as he was about to step forward again, the door suddenly got knocked.
"Grass, who has nothing to do to knock on my door?"
He opened the door angrily, but found his brothers standing at the door.
"Brother Zhang, brother also knows that your list has been beaten and you are in a bad mood. Let's go out for a drink?"
Zhang Mingzhe breathed annoyedly and said, "Let's go!"
After saying that, Zhang Mingzhe followed his friend out.
After a while, the girl carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at it tremblingly.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to run away, but that she can’t run out at all.
Zhang Mingzhe's house has a barrier. Without his authorization, he would not be able to go out. He would even trigger the mechanism that makes her heart ache.
Her stomach was empty and her throat felt as uncomfortable as a fire.
Zhang Mingzhe only gave her one steamed bun a day, and sometimes she wouldn't give her one.
She looked at a steamed bun on the table with a hurried look on her face. She just stretched out her hand, but she shuddered again and shrank her hand back.
The eaves cut a diagonally into the sunlight and threw it on the gray-white tiles, illuminating half of her pretty face hidden under the curtains.
The girl knelt on the ground and stared blankly at everything in front of her.
She looked at the silence of her eyes and sat for a long time.
Finally, she hurried in a corner and fell asleep quietly, with tears still left on her cheeks.
It was already early morning when Zhang Mingzhe and his brothers returned to his home drunk.
"Brother Zhang, didn't the bureau say that it would not be allowed to raise such things?"
One of them asked in surprise when he saw the girl.
Zhang Mingzhe smiled a little confusedly and said, "I will throw it away after a few days, and the Sichuan Bureau will not be able to take care of it."
Another man stared at the girl's little face and smiled lewdly: "Brother Zhang is so elegant, and his pets are so beautiful."
"Isn't it a pity to die like this?"
Zhang Mingzhe suddenly realized when he heard this and laughed: "Why didn't I expect that I could still play like this."
"But looking at the little arms and legs, it probably won't work if you play for a few times."
Zhang Mingzhe tsk a few times, feeling a pity.
"Brother Zhang, you can play with your pet first, and we brothers will find a vacant!"
Several people smiled treacherously.
"Our brothers are gone, let's go together."
Zhang Mingzhe grinned and was about to peel the girl's clothes.
Of course the girl knew what these beasts wanted to do, so she hurriedly avoided.
If she hit her, she would not resist or avoid her.
But this is the only thing that doesn’t work!
"I will commit suicide if you come over again, and even death will not let you succeed!"
She said angrily.
The girl's delicate body trembled slightly, and her face was filled with fear of the unknown.