In this shabby, drafty little room, the light was oppressively dim and the air was filled with a smell of decay.
The only people left in the house were Zhou Jingjing and the human trafficker dressed in black.
When she thought about the so-called "inspection of goods" mentioned by the human trafficker, even if she used her toes to think, it was not difficult to guess what terrible thing would be waiting for her next.
Zhou Jingjing's originally beautiful eyes were now wide open due to extreme fear, as if her eyeballs would fall out of their sockets at any time.
Her whole body was shaking, every hair on her body stood up, and she involuntarily shrank back, trying her best to avoid the approaching footsteps of the human trafficker.
Zhou Jingjing widened her eyes with panic and shook her head desperately, as helpless as a frightened deer.
From time to time, intermittent whimpers came from her throat, which sounded like the low moans of a wounded animal.
Although she tried hard to express her inner fear and rejection, due to excessive nervousness, she could only squeeze out some unclear "woooo" sounds from her mouth.
At this moment, the trafficker suddenly said, "Zhou Jingjing, I'm Xiao Jian, who shares the same dormitory with your second brother!"
After saying that, he reached out and took off the black scarf that had been covering his face, revealing a face with a somewhat sly smile and a row of neat, white teeth.
He leaned down and slowly approached Zhou Jingjing. He looked weird and funny.
However, Zhou Jingjing closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at the man in front of her who claimed to be Xiao Jian.
She thought to herself, "No matter who this person is, he will probably not be able to escape today..."
Despair surged into Zhou Jingjing's heart like a tide. She silently gritted her teeth and secretly made up her mind that if it really came to a life-and-death moment, she would fight to the death even if there was only a glimmer of hope.
She no longer had the face to live on.
Who would have thought that when I heard the word "second brother" again, the despair in my heart seemed to be illuminated by something in an instant, and hope of life was born in the despair.
Zhou Jingjing originally thought that she was on the verge of death, and the various scenes in her mind were just psychological fantasies before death.
However, the desire to survive in her heart made her slowly open her eyes with half belief and half doubt.
When her vision gradually became clear, the first thing that caught her eye was Xiao Jian's familiar and naive smiling face.
At that moment, she could hardly believe her eyes and even wondered if she was hallucinating because of excessive weakness and fear.
But soon, she realized that she had not heard wrongly, and everything that happened before her eyes was real! Her second brother actually came to save her!
This complex feeling of sadness and joy suddenly surged into Zhou Jingjing's heart, making it difficult for her to control herself.
She first burst into tears uncontrollably, as if she wanted to vent all the sorrow that had been pent up for a long time; then, as if she suddenly remembered something delightful, she burst into laughter.
Such erratic mood changes made Xiao Jian, who was sitting on the stool opposite, confused and puzzled.
He really couldn't figure out whether Zhou Jingjing was happy at the moment because she was rescued, or was still sad because of the suffering she had endured before.
After Zhou Jingjing calmed down a little, Xiao Jian quickly stood up and walked to her side, carefully took out the dirty rag that had been stuffed in her mouth, and then deftly used the knife in his hand to cut the ropes that were tightly tied to her body.
After doing all this, Xiao Jian said softly: "Okay, let's go."
However, at this moment, Zhou Jingjing just stared at the door in astonishment, with obvious worry in her eyes.
Although her body had been liberated, she still sat on the stool stupidly, and no matter how Xiao Jian urged her, she refused to stand up.
Xiao Jian explained, "Don't worry, the evil mother and son were captured by the police lying in ambush outside after they went out. We are safe now. Don't worry, just follow me. Your second brother and cousin are waiting for you outside."
When Zhou Jingjing learned that Zhao Xiaohu was finally arrested, her heart, which had been hanging in fear for a long time, finally settled down a little.
Her tense body just tried to straighten up, but as if she suddenly lost all her strength, she fell back into the chair limply and helplessly.
At this moment, Zhou Jingjing was like a defeated rooster, with her head hanging listlessly, looking extremely depressed and dejected.
The reason why she was in such a miserable state now was, after all, the result of her own foolishness and begging without knowing the implication of the world.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jingjing's heart was filled with regret and self-blame. She felt that she really did not have the face to face those relatives who had truly cared for her and never left her from the beginning to the end.
When she thought of their disappointed eyes and heartbroken expressions, Zhou Jingjing's tears burst out like a flood, blurring her vision in an instant.
She covered her face tightly with her hands, sat on the cold stool, and cried loudly without restraint. Her cry was heartbreaking and heartbreaking.
Xiao Jian, who was standing by, looked at the woman crying so hard that her heart was broken. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he was not very good at comforting girls. He could only bite the bullet and said in a businesslike manner, "Don't cry. Control your emotions first. You need to go to the police station with me later to help the police comrades make a detailed record. The comrades outside are still waiting for us to come over."
Hearing this, Zhou Jingjing suppressed her grief and responded with a trembling voice: "Okay..."
When Zhou Jingjing heard that she had to cooperate with the police comrades, her grief and anger immediately turned into strength.
She stopped crying, wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, stood up, held her chest high and followed him out of the shabby house.
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"Mom, look who's here?"
Zhou's mother was leaning on the hospital bed, wearing reading glasses and reading a book with her head tilted to the side.
She thought it was her pregnant daughter-in-law who came to the hospital to see her, and was about to teach her second son a lesson.
Before he could finish his words, he saw Zhou Jingjing, who looked haggard, looking at him with tears in her eyes.
The moment she saw her clearly, Zhou's mother turned her face away unexpectedly.
The kind smile on the corner of his mouth also disappeared.
"Aunt, are you feeling better?"
Fang Borao walked slowly into the ward holding a bunch of red roses.
When there are outsiders around, even if Zhou's mother is angry, she has to restrain herself.
He greeted Fang Borao's face with a smile.
She said, "The flowers are blooming so brightly. You have just started working and I have made you spend money again."
No matter how old this woman is, she will be very happy when she receives flowers and will never want to leave.
Zhou's mother is no exception.
Holding the bouquet of exquisitely wrapped red roses in her hands, she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits.
Taking advantage of the mother's happy time.
Zhou Xingze pulled Zhou Jingjing, who had always been ignored by Zhou's mother, into the ward.
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