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Everything was out of the normal, the track that I controlled, at that moment.

fourth month.

I saw her.Unkempt, blood stained her dress, the tattered material and her tired and terrified reaction showed what she had been through before.

For the first time in four months I felt intense resentment, something I hadn't imagined he could do to her.

"Beast!!!!!!!!!"

Amidst my cussing and his laughter, I witnessed the cruel scenes that were about to happen in front of my eyes, her screams, her struggles, and the hands of those dirty animals...

"Do you want to continue? Huh?"

He was so happy to watch all this, I can't imagine he would do this to a woman...

She is still resisting, she is asking me for help with her eyes, and those animals are laughing arrogantly.

bloody……

Bit by bit of blood...

dirty……

Little by little dirty...

"No! No! I beg you! I beg you..."

"You beg me?"

He tilted his head and looked at me inquisitively, but he still didn't stop those beasts. She was still in pain. I can't describe the horror. She was being destroyed...

why? !

I know that I have nothing, my body and even my soul do not belong to me, the body belongs to the ghost who was supposed to be reincarnated, and the soul belongs to hell...

But I can only beg, though my pleadings are worthless, and though in the eyes of those lunatics begging is nothing more than a little entertainment...

I have always been a superior person and a perpetrator, I never thought that one day, I would become like this...

For the first time, I felt real despair, the despair of not being able to do anything.The kind of inescapable despair even worse than before, the despair that even death could not relieve her from.

"Yes! I beg you! I can do whatever you want me to do! Anything! I beg you! Stop...don't..."

I was still broken. When those chains were opened with a "clang" and I knelt at his feet without dignity and begged, everything entered a strange circle, a track that deviated from human nature.My nightmare, my hell, it doesn't matter, actually, I should be in hell...

This game lasted for a whole month until...

She arranged her attire for the last time, stood up intact in front of me, brushed away the messy hair, looked at me with a smile, and called my name gently.

She laughed so quietly, then Xiao Ling started laughing too, and then those people who "tortured" her every day were also laughing, everyone was laughing...

why?

He made her look at me, and she looked at me with a smile. Are these also her games?

She wants to see me fall into hell, beyond redemption, this is her unique aesthetic, unique emotion.

At that moment I recalled her first request to me.

Those small movements, those ropes around my neck...

Memories overlap...

In the fifth month, if a person reaches this point, he should no longer be a human being, without dignity, self-awareness, freedom, and shame, only the shell is still alive.

This is the first time I escaped. After I was captured, I thought I could finally go to the guillotine, but death is a luxury. The hell created by humans is far more terrifying than the real hell!

In the sixth month, claustrophobia, a certain degree of language barriers and dyslexia ironically became my self-protection barrier. I just realized that I, who was not a "person", might go crazy...

In the seventh month, autumn came, Xiao Ling removed all the things that hindered my movement, but no one could escape, not even angels, but... there are no angels here, only demons, and it is impossible for demons to escape me Liberation, it was at that moment that I knew where Wen Jie, who had been kidnapped by them these days, was.

During that period when I deliberately wanted to wash all the evidence and turn it into a finger point at me, it was also when Wen Jie was kidnapped. She is Wen Tao’s half-sister, and the relationship between the two has always been very good. Before that, we There was no time to take care of her affairs until she appeared in the seventh month.

She said she was watching me all the time, she said there were so many "games" she came up with, she said being kidnapped was so boring...

She said...she knew what I was.

So, what exactly is Wen Jie?The speculation I had been making all this time was confirmed when I couldn't speak and looked dull, but I couldn't ask anything.I only know one thing, Wen Jie, is really an old monster, because she told me that this is the most interesting thing she found in nearly 2000 years...

All are games.

I am an ant.

Why don't you trample me to death?

Because this is hell.

There is no life or death in hell, only repeated karmic fires...

In the eighth month, in winter, Wen Jie would sometimes appear in front of my eyes with her, and then disappear. I sat in that weird artificial garden, looking at the snow falling outside, and began to think about Xiao Ling's life. Intent, he deprived me of language, of my ability to read, and then what?What else needs to be done to end this game satisfactorily?How to play this game so that they can have fun?I laughed almost every day during that month, very loudly, it was funny, I actually thought the world was scarier than hell...

The world is too cruel, I want to go back to hell...

how funny...

Hahahahahaha!

hahahahahahahaha! !

Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! ! !

what……

In the ninth month, I discovered that there is no difference between humans and animals. Humans are animals and animals are humans. I am not sad, anxious, hesitant, or angry. No time to think.Xiao Ling's appearance is always a torture for me, or a nightmare from which I cannot wake up. I began to understand what "fear" is.

This is how human beings fear...I see...

Sometimes she would come up to me, hold my face in her hands, and look at it with fascination, as if looking at a perfect work of art that she had created, and her taste was always cruel and ridiculous.

After the third month of dating, she liked to tie me up, she strangled my neck, and then gave me her precious first time.She would say: Yin Yu, your hands are the most beautiful hands I have ever seen among boys.

Then, she would bite hard on the hand she thought was the prettiest, or strangle it blue.

After a year of falling in love, she began to like to read the same book as me. She gave me that "VENUSINFURS". She said that her wish since she was a child was to become an empress...

I like angels, and I like princesses, but I don't like queens...

During the ninth month of being entangled in this game with Xiao Ling, the expression on her face when she looked at me changed, and even at that moment I realized that she might like me more now, with dull, lifeless, soulless eyes I……

Just when I wishful thinking that since she likes this, why don’t I just be like this forever, never run away, never speak, just sit in the artificial garden and stare outside forever, only a trace of life is still alive in my brain. When I was rational, the accident happened again...

In the tenth month, I saw Zhao Boyang and Wen Tao in the secret room. Xiaoyu was wandering around on Xiao Ling's artificial island, teasing and laughing, and the curfew followed him as usual, waiting for Zhao Boyang and Wen Tao When Tao and Mo Yan walked into the hall where I was usually tortured, the hall had already been replaced with a long dining table, and Xiao Ling met them formally, as a "friend".

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