Has the villain taken his medicine today?

"Ohh Ohh ohh..."

There was a small sobbing sound in the ear, and the voice was very low, as if afraid of being heard.

Qingli moved her fingers, opened her eyes slowly, and saw a cramped secret room with walls on all sides and an iron window behind it, but it was tightly closed, leaving only a gap, probably for ventilation.

There is a bucket in the corner. If you get closer, you will smell a pungent urine smell, which should be used to go to the toilet.

Qingli tried her best to support herself and sat up, just this one action seemed to have killed her half of her life, there was unbearable pain all over her body, the pain made her frown.

What is the origin of that man, she can't get close to him at all, and even if she does something that hurts him, she will suffer backlash.

But it's useless to think about it now, the key is how to escape.

Qingli didn't know how long she had been in a coma, she slowed down, got up after recovering some strength, approached the crying child with her head buried in her head, and gently held her cold fingers.

The sudden touch from her fingers made Shu Ling stop crying, she raised her head abruptly, a glimmer of hope ignited in her despairing eyes.

She asked cautiously and expectantly: "Ali, is that you?"

Qing Li looked at the child's thin face, and her heart twitched, but in the blink of an eye, she felt that the child had lost a lot of weight, her hair was messed up, and her clothes were dirty, like a little beggar.

She shook Shu Ling's hand again, indicating that she was right.

Received a response, Shu Ling's expression was both surprised and happy, she laughed and cried for a while.

"Wuuu, Ah Li, I thought... I thought you were gone, you don't want me anymore."

Shu Ling's sense of security has always been pitifully barren, and she can keenly sense even the slightest disturbance.

Patting the child on the shoulder to comfort her, Qingli thought about writing on Shu Ling's hand.

—tell me what happened.

During the time before, when she was in school, Qingli usually wrote on Shu Ling's hand to communicate with her, otherwise she would have to use a pen every time, and it would be too troublesome to avoid people.

At the beginning, Shu Ling could only guess word by word, but after writing a lot, she could quickly react.

Shu Ling has calmed down now, at least she knows that she is no longer alone, and with Ah Li accompanying her, she will feel more at ease.

She told Qingli everything she knew.

It turned out that Qingli was in a coma for three days.

After Zhao Dong knocked Shu Ling unconscious, he repeated the same trick when Shu Fenger came in, knocking her unconscious too.Then he locked the two of them in the attic on the top floor. There was a hole in the attic, and there were two secret rooms hidden behind.

They are imprisoned here.

After Shu Ling was imprisoned, she was not treated badly. Zhao Dong did not treat her badly for three meals a day, and brought him delicious food and drink.But Shu Feng'er was different. Every night, Shu Ling could hear her mother's screams.

At first, the mother still had the strength to scold Zhao Dong, but after that, there was only a miserable howl.

In this environment, how could Shu Ling still be able to eat, she had nightmares all night long.Sometimes she would expect to wake up and find that it was just a dream, but it was a pity that she was still in a dark secret room when she opened her eyes.

"Ali, can you help me see my mother, I want to know...how she is now."

Shu Ling looked forward, it was the secret room where her mother was, and there was only a corridor between them, but it seemed like a galaxy.It's so far away that I can't even take a look.

Qingli touched the child's head and sighed.

She walked through the secret room and was about to enter the secret room where the woman was, when a slight change occurred in her body suddenly, and the familiar burning sensation wandered wantonly in the depths of her soul.

Qingli clutched her chest, pursed her lips tightly, her face was a little ugly.

How could it be, could it be that she can only surround Shu Ling now, is it difficult to support a short distance of 2 meters?

Qingli gritted her teeth to resist the reaction of her soul turning, and quickly stepped forward, only entered the secret room and took a glance, then returned to Shu Ling's side.

As soon as she got close to the child, the pain eased a lot, Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the anxious and expectant girl, but hesitated a bit.

Even though it was just a quick glance, she still saw clearly the woman's current situation. Her exposed skin was covered with horrific scars, and she was insane. talking about something.

You don't need to guess to know that it must be cursing Zhao Dong.

"Ari, are you back?"

After a moment of silence, Qingli wrote the answer she wanted to know on the girl's hand.

—Something is not good.

Although she probably understood her mother's situation, when Qingli told her the truth, she still felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

My heart hurts, I feel sorry for my mother.

"Da da..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, very light, the person who came was pacing slowly, as happy as an elegant hunter admiring his prey.

Soon, a woman's ear-piercing screams came from the secret room opposite, which was extremely horrific.

Hearing this voice, Shu Ling curled up subconsciously, her body trembling, her face pale as paper, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

However, Qingli saw an opportunity from it. Now that her soul is weak, she has no way to get out of this attic, and can only find a chance to escape from the man.

Looking at the child huddled in the corner, Qingli took a deep breath, endured the pain from her soul, and quickly entered the opposite secret room.

At this time, the man had already taken off his usual gentle and refined appearance, revealing the most ferocious and terrifying side.

"What a beautiful sound, yell, yell louder, ho ho ho..."

The man raised his chin slightly, closed his eyes, and looked enjoying, but he waved the iron whip at the woman mercilessly.

"Ahhh, let me go, please let me go, ahhh!"

Shu Feng'er was beaten to pieces, and her clothes were already soaked with blood. She no longer had the harsh look she used to. She was like a humble ant in front of men, with no dignity left.

The scene was quite bloody, Qingli suppressed the feeling of nausea, quickly glanced around, her eyes stopped on the man's clothes on the flat table, she quietly took out the mobile phone in her pocket, and dialed 110.

While the police couldn't hear her, they wouldn't rule out the possibility that the victim wasn't comfortable speaking.As long as the call is made and there is no answer, the police will find it based on the location of the mobile phone.

The pain became more and more intense, and the brain exploded into a blank like countless fireworks exploding.Qingli clenched her teeth and resisted desperately, hoping that the police would quickly find out what was wrong and send out to patrol.

However, in the next second, a white hand reached out and took the phone away.

"Hello, hello. Oh, is that right? Maybe my kid accidentally pressed the wrong button. I'm sorry, Comrade Police. Okay, I'll pay attention next time, thanks for your hard work."

Zhao Dong fooled the past with a few words and hung up the phone. He looked at the phone with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

It's strange, the mobile phone is obviously in the pocket of the clothes, how come it ran out, and automatically dialed 110.

And at the moment when the man took the phone away, Qingli finally couldn't hold on anymore and was brought back to Shu Ling.

She collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, her soul became more and more transparent.

Still failed.

The burning pain spread all over her body, the feeling was like knowing that there was a raging fire in front of her, but she still had to put her whole body on the stove and let the flames climb up little by little.

Ever since she was a child, Qingli has rarely experienced physical pain, and she did not expect to suffer this kind of torture after death.

She approached the girl weakly, stroke by stroke on her hand, slowly writing.

Every stroke requires all her strength.

——I'm a little tired, sing me a song

Shu Ling was taken aback for a moment, and asked worriedly: "Ali, are you okay, is there something uncomfortable? You lean on my lap, and I will sing the lullaby taught by the teacher to lull you to sleep."

Qingli moved the corner of her lower lip, leaning Xuxu on the girl's straight legs.

The child's voice was immature, but a little hoarse, probably because of crying for a long time.

In the soft singing of the child, the pain on Qingli's body seemed to ease a bit.

She raised her eyes and looked at the girl's soft eyebrows, feeling suddenly uncomfortable and guilty.

She's still too weak, it would be nice if... a little stronger.

For the next few days, Qingli kept looking for a way to escape, but unfortunately all ended in failure. The incompleteness of her soul made her unable to do many things.

But perhaps capturing the prey so easily made the man feel a little ecstatic, and the woman found a chance to escape.

That night, after the drunken man left, Qingli heard other movements unexpectedly. As soon as she went out, she saw the woman sneaking out of the secret room and fled quickly.

She was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses, ran back to Shu Ling, and told her that the woman had escaped successfully, and she just had to wait for her to come and save her.

As long as she can find the key placed by the man, Shu Ling can escape.

The tens of days of captivity made the girl more and more silent, and she hasn't smiled for a long time.Hearing the news, she didn't have a big emotional fluctuation on her face either.

Maybe it was because she had had too many fantasies before that she was almost crushed when disappointment came.

Not to have hope is to make yourself less hopeless.

After waiting for a while, the secret room was quiet and there was no response.

Qingli also realizes that something is wrong, she is idealized, Shu Feng'er escaped, so she will really come back to rescue Shu Ling?

Shu Ling got up suddenly and walked to the barred window. Through the gap, she saw very clearly that under the night, the woman hurriedly escaped from the villa area and ran into the thicker darkness.

She didn't look back, not once.

Unexpectedly, Shu Ling didn't feel too sad, maybe she subconsciously guessed that her mother would do that.

Abandoning her actually became a matter of course in her own eyes.

Qingli, who also saw this scene, was furious. She knew that this woman was not good to Shu Ling at all, but no matter what, she was her own child. She did not expect that this woman was so cruel, without any hesitation, directly Abandoned his own flesh and blood.

But no matter how angry she was, she still comforted Shu Ling.

——Don't be sad, she must have gone to the police and asked for help.

Even Qingli herself didn't believe this.

Shu Ling kept staring at the direction the woman was leaving without blinking, but a thick gloom slowly formed in her eyes.

She was very quiet, she didn't cry or make a fuss, she was as quiet as a puppet, lifeless and without any vitality.

"Ali." She said hoarsely.

"My mother chose to abandon me, will you abandon me too?"

Qing Li clenched Shu Ling's hand, and wrote word by word: No.

She lowered her head and smiled suddenly, very shallow, but finally a smile from the bottom of her heart.

"Ali is like my guardian spirit, protecting me all the time, but I don't need Ali to protect me so hard, as long as Ali stays with me all the time, is that okay?"

Her voice was low, pleading.

Qing Li looked at the girl, her heart felt weak, she hugged Shu Ling lightly, and said softly: "Okay."

Shu Ling didn't hear Qing Li's voice, but she seemed to sense the other party's reply, the gloom in her eyes disappeared a lot, and the smile on her face was obedient and sweet.

Just like before.

The author has something to say: Although the plot cannot be revealed, this scumbag is not the hero! (Okay, I can only remind you here.)