soul to depth

The most difficult thing for Lina is nothing more than that Bianchi took the dark road, and Bianchi is a person who touches everything, so no matter how Fang Xiuting and Linna tear themselves apart, Bianchi will give him face. a little.

"We got it, thank you Dad." Ye Zhixing didn't shirk his father's help. Youdao is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes. People of their generation have business contacts that can be brought over and spread in the open sky. The skills of the previous generation, who have done it with real swords and guns, will definitely not be able to please someone like Bianchi who is used to walking in the dark.

"But I heard that girl has some mental problems? If it's done like this, she can't be sent in, so I can only find a place to lock her up forever." Fang's father said in a deep voice.

Fang Xiuting nodded, "That's right, I didn't intend to send her in at all, as long as we lock her up where our people are guarding."

"Xiu Ting is right." Ye Zhixing agreed.After all, this time Linna committed crimes transnationally. From a national perspective, in order to maintain diplomatic relations between the two countries, Linna will never be sentenced according to Chinese law, but will be handed over to Italy for trial.With Bianchi's ability, the Italian law must be extra indulgent to Linna.

This point is tacitly understood by everyone. Fang's father and Ye's father were also people who walked through gray areas when they were young. They are much more aware of those dirty business relationships than Fang Xiuting and Ye Zhixing. I will not continue this topic and change to a lighter topic.

Compared with their relaxation, the Bianchi family far away in Italy was shrouded in dark clouds. Bianchi looked at Linna who was sitting on the bed with a sullen face, and his regret was never stronger than now.

He never thought that his daughter, whom he had loved for seven or eight years, would do such an outrageous thing at this time.

"Lena, tell me, how do you want to solve this matter?" Bianchi's tone was not very good, and his usual doting on Linna had disappeared.

When Linna heard his words, she turned her head stiffly like a rag doll that had lost its soul, and said blankly, "What did you say?"

Looking at her like this, Bianchi hated iron and steel, and roared: "What do you ask me? Didn't you see that the police have come to the door? Linna, you can destroy others and yourself, why not You must implicate me and your brother!"

Lina turned a deaf ear to his anger, but giggled, "Who did I ruin? Dad, who do you think I ruined?"

Laughing, her face suddenly darkened, and she yelled at Bianchi hysterically: "You guys ruined me! You guys ruined me!"

Linna smashed Bianchi crazily with a pillow. With messy and dry hair and bloodshot eyes, she was no different from an irrational lunatic.

Bianchi was very tolerant of her initial attack, and only chose to avoid it, but Linna's indomitable attitude made this man who was not very patient quickly impatient.

He frowned, and slapped Linna vigorously. Linna fell down instantly, with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and her side face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Bianchi stood up straight, looking down at Linna with disgust, "Linna, don't always use my tolerance for you as your unscrupulous weapon. From today onwards, you can only stay in the In this house, as long as you step out of the door of the house, the gatekeeper's gun will surely open a few holes in your body. Just like your mother."

Perhaps because of this slap, Linna fell on the bed without saying a word. Bianchi was very satisfied with her attitude. Compared with the child who always troubled her, this kind of good girl was more favored by him. .

Thinking of this, his tone of voice gradually softened: "Linna, it's too dangerous outside, and it's not suitable for you to go out. Now that the police are watching us, you can't go out and make trouble for me, you know? Stay here obediently , Only obedient children can eat sweets, I don't want you to be the next child to die at my hands, after all, you are my only daughter."

Bianchi sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and gently brushed away Lina's hair that was covering her face, the cold words in the gentle tone made people feel no trace of father's love, only disdain for playthings.

Lina's sluggish eyeballs moved, met Bianchi's feigned gentle eyes, and suddenly grinned, the corners of her mouth that had been slapped open again, blood dripped down, sick and coquettish, "Father?"

She said sarcastically, raised her hand to open Bianchi's hand, and looked at Bianchi like some dirty maggot, "What right do you have to say that? You ruined me, without you I wouldn't be I have the current me! Everything is your fault! It is because of you that I have the dirty me now!"

Linna smiled, but the corners of her eyes glistened with tears, which mixed with the blood from the corners of her mouth and flowed on the white bed.

"It's all because of you that I became like this! It's all because of you!"

She screamed hysterically, her high-pitched voice was as piercing as a blade cutting glass, and Bianchi's face changed instantly.

Such a crazy Linna made him disgusted to the point of nausea.

"Incurable lunatic." Bianchi cursed, his disgusted expression and eyes made it hard to see that Linna was his favorite daughter, "Don't blame others for your own uselessness, reflect on yourself Right. When you wake up, someone will come to see you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't even want to stay here for a second, and immediately walked away, sharing the same room with the lunatic and breathing the same air made him almost throw up.

As soon as Bianchi came out, the door was immediately locked by the security guards outside, and Lina was the only one left in the room.

The location of this house is very remote, and it is one of Bianchi's most properties. Now when Bianchi leaves, the whole house is quiet.

Linna curled up on the bed, her eyes touched the blood on the quilt, and she wept silently.

The filthy blood on the pure white sheet was as filthy as she was.

She reached out and stroked the blood, muttering to herself, "Do you want light too?"

Just like her, she used her mutilated and dirty body to run desperately in the darkness, trying to catch that beam of light, but the light shining into the darkness was too far away, and she couldn't catch up anyway.

People like me... Linna closed her eyes in despair, and couldn't help but recall that nightmarish night in her mind, the men's foul language, her own begging without dignity, and the scars all over her body , blood on the ground, no one came to save her, no one!

She should have died that night, but a person like her who was so dirty that even the god of death would not take him in survived.

Countless times of seeking death, countless times of self-torture, until she met her Xiu.

Up to now, she still clearly remembers the first time she saw Xiu. It was a clear winter day, the sun was shining brightly, Xiu was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, his gentle smile was more eye-catching than the sun.

There was no pity or disgust in his eyes, only pure tenderness, and even the words he said to her were extremely gentle.

She thought it would be her light, but in the end, it was all her wishful thinking.

No one will try to save her.

Linna tightly clutched the cloth on her chest, like a fish stranded on the shore with its mouth open to breathe hard, but no matter how much a fish out of water breathes, it will not touch oxygen.

No one will save me!

Why am I still alive?

Linna looked up at the white ceiling, the glaring white was like a mockery of her, covering all her filth.

Xiu, I'm hopeless, so you gave up on me, right?

No one could answer her silent question, but she slowly curled the corners of her mouth as if she had got an answer, her smile was clean, and she was a little innocent, like a girl who had never been polluted by the world while walking in the mountains.

"Xiu, you're right, I'm a good girl, and I will make amends."

She turned her head to the empty bed and muttered to herself, with a sweet smile on her face stained with tears and blood.

[The author has something to say: I finally wrote Linna here. To be honest, Linna is the character I love the most. She should be a clean and pure girl like an elf, but the family environment and living environment have caused The tragedy of her life, in the final analysis, is that she just didn't find her own light. 】