cry of a butterfly

Not long after Chu Hua left, she simply packed her bags, and Kang Enya was also ready to leave.

This idea was still in its infancy, but what happened at the dinner table tonight hastened its growth, and the girl has completely strengthened her determination to run away from home.

Ever since she was caught in the prison of being obsessed with her stepfather, her mother's death and the fetters of ethics often made her feel heavily chained, and she couldn't wash off the filth all over her body, and she couldn't get God's forgiveness.

Her calculations seemed to be on the right track.She has already found a job as a stripper, and the high salary allows her not to worry about being displaced and sleeping in the open.Although she would be slapped around by a vicious madam for a long time before she became famous; and her landlord was extremely fat, with a small head and a huge body.Like a turkey with a pink ruffle on its chin—not easy to get along with, it seems.

Connya took off her white pajamas with a seersucker skirt in Conshoch's room, and she was about to change into a punk wild girl outfit.In the whole house, only her younger brother's room can be climbed to the ground by stepping on the towering chestnut tree. She can't let her behavior of leaving home be discovered by others, especially not by Compo.

Conshoch was sitting on the bed in his pajamas, absently fiddling with the model airplane in his hand—whether alive or not, all objects with wings made him yearn for it, but his eyes were fixed on his sister.Conya was scratching her head in front of the mirror, and the charming body in bra and panties exuded the faint body fragrance unique to girls, which made him salivate uncontrollably like a dog smelling meat.Annoyed at his gaffe, the boy secretly swallowed, and suddenly said, "You can't do this!"

"I can, as long as I want." Conya put on lipstick in front of the mirror, arched her back, and pouted her butt back.From time to time, she sips her thin lips with satisfaction. The traditional bright red can make her pale skin look healthier.

"You can't! I want to stop you!" Kang Xiaoqi put down the model airplane in his hand, and shouted again in a loud voice, "I want to tell Compa!"

The unexpected cry woke the girl up from her self-admiration in front of the mirror. She turned around and looked at her brother like a monster.The terrifying and distrustful eyes gradually faded away, and the corners of Kang Enya's lips curled up suddenly.After flicking her hair a few times with a coquettish gesture, she leaned over to the boy on the bed, "Do you want it?"

"Huh?" Kang Xiaoqi seemed to be taken aback, moved his body back, and asked a little stammeringly, "What... what do you want?"

"Want me." The pale and delicate face was approaching in front of the boy's eyes, and Kang Enya, who was lying like a dog, stretched out her soft and moist little tongue and licked her brother's earlobe, "It's like we used to play Then, you come... want me."

"No... no..." The boy's face began to twitch, and he shrank back in fear, "You are my family, you are my sister..."

"That's right, I'm your older sister, and I'm also Compor's daughter..." Kang Enya untied her pink bra with her hands behind her back, and then raised her fingers to tear off half of her panties—the breasts are not big, and even caused by long-term anorexia The breasts are malnourished and slightly shriveled, but the pair of nipples are extremely beautiful, as if two were carefully selected from the many fruits on the vine, they are black, big and round; a small piece of dense black jungle reveals triangular area, faintly releasing the aroma of mandrakes.

This slender, pale-skinned girl suddenly became coquettish and ghostly, but the smile on her lips was as innocent as a child, and she asked sweetly, "Do you want it?"

The boy was still struggling with himself, but the girl had already grabbed his hand, leading the somewhat rough fingers to slide over his soft and fragrant long hair, and over his smooth and delicate skin—the boy involuntarily slapped him. shudder.He desperately wanted to move his hand away, but the other party held his hand relentlessly, leading him to slide past a ripe fruit on his chest, and slid towards the moist and warm dense forest...

Perhaps two years ago, or even earlier, a bizarre, eclectic, and deformed love relationship developed between the unrelated siblings.It was also because of this that at the dining table, Compo could so easily grab his seven inches, make him submit, and make him submit.

At first he really only wanted to protect her, just like protecting the mother he couldn't protect, but gradually he misconstructed his feelings for this "sister"—the word "sister" may be nothing to Kang Xiaoqi from the beginning to the end A plausible abstract concept.

Not only is this girl not the Anima he fantasizes about, she even completely regards him as a dog.A Pavlov's dog.

Whenever he rejected her, she would try her best to seduce him; and when he was fascinated or even crazy for her, she would push him away fiercely.

The younger brother was soon stripped naked by his older sister. The genitals of the 14-year-old boy already have the appearance of an adult man, with a plump glans like a fat pine mushroom.

As in the past, they were naked, burying their faces in each other's vagina, but she refused to allow him to complete the final entry.

The cruel performance of girls is a kind of cruel torture for boys.

The cock swelled enormously, and the girl's licking was always just a deliberate tickle.A boy of this age can't bear such stimulation, his body ready to go is like an air pump placed by someone, and it is constantly expanding and bursting into destruction unnoticed-his desire is like a river rising out of a dam, Eager to find an exit, but because the other party blocked the mouth of the bell with his tongue, he suffered a lot and couldn't do it.

"You don't dare to look into his eyes when you talk to him," Kang Enya seemed particularly happy after torturing her younger brother wantonly, "You can't stop me. You are such a wimp who dare not even dare to rape!"

Get dressed and sling a backpack with cash and a few girly items over your shoulder.She raised her finger to her lips, hissed to warn the other party to keep his mouth shut, turned around and climbed down from the window sill.

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The red-haired boy pointed at the victim's back with his finger, and fled away in a crawl.

There are more than 200 dollars saved from food delivery in his pocket.The boy originally planned to use the money to find a guy to vent his lust to.And not looking for women, only looking for men.

He never thought of attacking such a stranger, but he changed his mind temporarily when he saw the other party staggering towards him—he was really afraid of being rejected again!

The boy fell in love with a beautiful girl in the school. He was haunted by dreams about her, and he didn't think about eating and drinking. He spent two whole months carefully writing a love poem with soft rhythm and meaningful affection for her.

Unfortunately, the girl did not love him.Not only read his love poems in public, but also taunted him with a group of tall, strong and handsome rugby players, ridiculed him, and laughed at him, referring to him as a sour-smelling bitch who can only gibber.

The more the boy thought about it, the more he felt ashamed and angry. He went to the football team after school, but was knocked down by one of the guys and stepped on his crotch.

After the painful physical blow faded away, he soon discovered a new problem that made him hard to talk about-he couldn't get an erection.

The boy had read about the Raincoat Killer in the papers, and knew that this notorious fellow had a grisly penchant for killing cowherds and cutting up their penises.Thinking that I had a face-to-face meeting with such a murderer just now, I felt a chill down my spine.The red-haired boy was still stuck in a state of extreme panic and couldn't get out.He ran through the winding gravel alleys, shrank and hid beside the garbage bin at the end of the alley, panting heavily, while making the sign of the cross on his chest and chanting.

There was a sudden noise.He got up in a panic and looked around, only to find with some relief that it was a limping stray cat.

However, before the boy could turn around completely, a figure in the darkness rushed towards him.

Even before he could utter a cry, the sharp long scissors pierced his soft throat accurately.The killer in a rubber raincoat mechanically repeated the simple movements of killing, raising his arm, stabbing down, raising his arm, stabbing down... The soft ribs were cut off, the lung lobes were pierced, and the boy's chest became a pile of tattered cotton wool, and the blood seeped into it. It was like putting a bright red bib on the boy's chest.

The moment his trousers were ripped off, he suddenly remembered the days when he was fascinated by a girl, and found that it was amazing that falling into it sometimes gave people a sense of lightness that seemed to fly away.Like falling in love.

It turns out that death brings the same illusion.

The boy who fell on the ground held the cut throat that was constantly bleeding, opened his mouth and shouted desperately, but made no sound.

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Conya, who was dressed in black leather, carried her bag and moved as silently as possible.The night was quiet and not quiet enough.There was a faint sound of thunder, and the clouds in the sky were thicker and thicker, and the mountains were crumbling. A heavy rain was coming.

The girl didn't care about being drenched in water, seeing that her escape was about to succeed, her mood became brisk along with the steps towards the gate.

Suddenly, the dark manor burst into bright lights, and the strong light beams from every corner dazzled her eyes.

The incandescent lamps that can be remotely controlled are all on.A man's voice rang from the balcony of the villa not far away, "Where are you going?"

It was a very soft and slightly hoarse male voice, with no ups and downs in pitch, strange and inexplicably touching and soul-stirring.

Her younger brother didn't betray her. Her stepfather had already seen everything when she looked at the police detective in amazement.

Kang Xiaoqi lifted the corner of the curtain in his room, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know where the end point was.

Knowing that her whereabouts were exposed, Kang Enya turned around calmly.He raised his pale and delicate face, and shouted at the figure on the height, "I want to leave you!"

"It's a good idea, but it's not allowed." The maid Irene stood beside her, and Compa leaned on a cane, overlooking the girl from a height.He still spoke to his daughter in the volume of a face-to-face conversation, without any emotion at all, and said, "I promised your mother will take care of you until you become a man's wife."

"I won't be another man's wife! If I want to marry you, I can only marry you!" The girl shouted recklessly, "You promise me, I'll stay!"

"Impossible." Compo's refusal was categorical, leaving no leeway, "You are my daughter, I hope you abide by my precepts and know how to restrain your desire."

"In this case, I want to leave you! I don't want to go to that boarding school with military management! If I can't be by your side, I would rather leave you now!" The girl showed a painful and sad look on her face, emphasizing and said, "If you don't want me, I'm leaving you, and I'm leaving tonight! I can't stand being treated like a dog by you all the time—every time you ring the bell of vain love, my mouth waters. It's not fair to kneel down and beg for alms, and then get kicked away by you who are tired of you!"

To the girl's hoarse accusation, the indifferent man just responded with a faint smile, "Honey, you can't go."

"Nothing can stop me unless you want me to!"

"I didn't intend to stop you." He handed the cane to Irene, but took the shotgun from her instead.Pulling the bolt and raising the barrel neatly, he said, "As long as you take one more step, I will shoot you."

Long light brown hair hung down his forehead, and the man slightly narrowed his aiming eyes.The smile is smiling, and the tone is also light, not like an ultimatum or a warning, but just a statement.

Conya was taken aback, and immediately turned around willfully, ready to walk away, "You won't shoot me—"

Before the words fell, the man who was the stepfather pulled the trigger.

The girl's right arm was grazed by the whizzing bullets, and the huge impact knocked her to the ground.The leather jacket was pierced, a large piece of flesh was rubbed off, and sticky warm blood gushed out in an instant.

"Cliptheline③." Compa laughed, and said after pulling the bolt again, "The next shot may not have such good luck."

After a white light pierced the sky, there was a loud thunder.The torrential rain came as expected and poured cold water on the girl.

Conya covered her injured arm, raised her head, and looked at her father in disbelief—it was as if the rain was pouring down her face, and she was too far away from this man, so she couldn't see whether he was really looking at him with the shotgun. With murderous intent, "You...you shot me...you shot your own daughter..." The fear of death restrained her escape, Kang Enya recovered from the shock and screamed like crazy, " You're going to hell! Compar! You're going to fucking hell!"

Jinghong smiled across his lips, and Compo nodded slightly and said, "I've been there."

"You will...you will go to hell..." In the torrential rain, she knelt down on the ground.Tears flowed down my cheeks, blood dripped down my cheeks, and I cried and shouted desperately and tragically.

The girl who heard the sound of the rain being trampled on slowly raised her head, and saw a man who didn't hold anything to shelter from the rain, and came to her with a walking stick.

Long light brown hair sticks to the cheeks, and the shirt sticks to the body.His skin soaked in rain was as pale as a corpse in an ice cellar, but he looked like a handsome god from the water.How can a disabled person be like this, all limbs and skeletons reveal fascinating elegance.The falling rain outlined an impeccable man's face, with deep, tender and compassionate eyes, a peak-like nose and rose petal lips...

The drenched Compo adjusted the cuffs of his shirt with delicate lace, knelt down, and gently hugged his daughter who was also drenched into his arms.

She finally understood that the night of thunder and lightning was the sky's destruction of the earth, and the dawn of the next day was a brand new letter of love.

Such relentless and sonorous opposition.

The relationship between them is like mushrooms and rotting vegetation. She will never get what she wants, and she will never escape his grasp.

The author has something to say: ① Mandrake, from the Bible, means "love plant" in Hebrew, and is often associated with female reproduction and pregnancy; ②Anima, (note that it is Anima, not Armani, Poof) refers to a female image that every man will construct in his heart, which is not only the feminine potential of a man himself, but also the female image that he will project on other women in the future and easily arouse his strong sexual interest.The author thinks this explains a popular saying, why people are attracted to the opposite sex who is similar to themselves in some way... ③Tennis term, pressing the line.