The autumn wind was biting, and the heavy chill poured in through the gaps in the thin sweater. It was so cold that Tong Yao shivered and hugged himself.
She doesn't want to go home!
She sniffed and walked aimlessly on the road. There were many forks in front of her. She didn't know the road anyway, so she just picked one at random!
The deserted streets were so eerily silent that the sadness in Tong Yao's heart suddenly surged up: she was not the kind of person who was shameless, but once in a while she was shameless, and she was hit so hard...
"Why do I have to be so unlucky..." She murmured and choked, squatting weakly on the street, "Why do I have to like my uncle!"
There are so many men in the world, but she unexpectedly fell in love with her brother-in-law!
He is an adult, but she is still underage; he has a flourishing career, but she only has unrealistic fantasies; he is calm, restrained, and prosperous, but she... In short, they are people from two completely different worlds!
But what to do?
She just felt that she had entered a dead end and she would never be able to get out of it in her life!
"Ugh..." She cried out in pain and tore off the unsightly spots on her sweater to vent her anger.
In the quiet night, there was only her suppressed cry. It wasn't until she hiccuped from crying and her sweater jacket was torn out of shape that some movement was heard in the distance.
Tong Yao looked over and saw a few men walking along the road fifty meters away. She couldn't see their faces clearly in the night. She could only see the sparkling cigarette butts in their hands and heard their vulgar curses.
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It's a little gangster!
This thought came into her mind, and Tong Yao couldn't help but feel nervous. She moved to the side in fear, but those people still found her, whistled exaggeratedly, shouted from a distance, and teased her loudly: "Ms.
,Are you lonely tonight?"
Her face turned pale, and she stood up in panic and wanted to run, but because she had been squatting for a long time, her head felt dizzy and her legs were so weak that she squatted down again...
"Oh, you've come thousands of miles to spend the night, don't leave!" The gangster yelled and came over humming a rough and off-key song. At the same time, he scratched his crotch like a rogue, eager to try somewhere...
"Go away!" She covered her ears and closed her eyes and shouted.
"Huh?" The gangster snorted softly. He stretched out his dirty hand and touched her face. Looking at the tears on her fingertips, he exclaimed in exaggeration, "It's so tender! There are so many tears on it.
It's a pity about the water. Why don't we go play together tonight and let you get wet..."
Before he could say more obscene words, a strong car light suddenly projected over, making people unable to open their eyes...
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