Liu Da quickly pushed open the door to the back garden, where there was a natural hot spring near the edge.
He quickly took off his clothes, threw them on the ground in disgust, and went into the water naked.
Warm water washed over his porcelain-white body, and his large hands vigorously scrubbed the areas that had just been touched.
It's as if they want to cleanse themselves of all the filth.
Soon after, her fair skin turned a faint red.
Liu Da closed his eyes, leaned against the pool, and placed his hands outstretched on the platform.
"Disgusting thing, why did you come back!"
He couldn't help but say it aloud.
As a child, Liu Da didn't understand why he looked different from others, and why his father wouldn't let him go out to play.
Later he understood that it was because he looked different from them; he had white hair.
The children called him a monster, and nobody played with him.
Later, he got used to being alone in a corner, secretly observing others.
I learned to recognize characters and started reading many, many books.
Until Liu Bingbing appeared.
She had snow-white hair, just like him, and he was very happy, thinking he had met someone like himself.
He has companions now.
Later, he discovered that his father wouldn't allow him to have much contact with her at all. His eyes were full of joy when he looked at Liu Bingbing, but he looked at him with disgust, as if he were looking at dog poop.
He was used to silence, but he was secretly pleased and watched quietly.
Later, he discovered his father's secret: he liked to bathe Liu Bingbing and observed her body every day like a pervert.
At first, he didn't understand whether this was normal.
As he grew older, he read more and more books and understood more and more.
He discovered that his understanding was different from that in the book.
It is also different from the outside world.
It seems only my own family is acting strangely.
He remembers clearly that once, he secretly wrapped his hair up and escaped outside to see the bustling world.
He hid in a corner of the street, silently watching outside, when a kind old lady struck up a conversation with him.
He didn't think much about it at the time and asked directly, "Auntie, does your father bathe his daughter every day?"
"We'll also help wash the baby!"
"Would he still be able to do it at age 8?"
"Won't!"
"Would he be able to at 14?"
The old woman's expression changed, and she looked at him with hostility, as if she were sizing him up.
He panicked and ran away, realizing that something seemed wrong.
Sure enough, he paid more attention to Liu Bingbing after that. He discovered that not only his father, but even Liu Er seemed to treat her differently.
He once witnessed his father using a whip to threaten Liu Bingbing, forcing her to strip naked for his viewing pleasure.
I also saw Liu Er take advantage of the night to pin Liu Bingbing down in a secluded corner and do disgusting things to her.
He vomited.
Later he realized that he seemed to be sick.
He has a condition that prevents him from touching other people.
How dirty!
No one is clean.
Everyone is dirty.
What is the meaning of life?
Is death a liberation?
He didn't know.
Liu Bingbing followed along and then lost face. Why do all these houses look the same?
"Father! Where are you?"
She searched several wrong rooms without finding it, but she didn't get discouraged and kept looking.
"Father! Are you there?"
Liu Bingbing finally found the right person this time. She pushed open the door and walked in with a carefree attitude.
A hot spring appeared before her, and she looked at the man in the warm water with surprise.
His snow-white hair was draped in the water, its silky texture swaying with the current, with a few strands clinging to his chest.
Liu Da looked up, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, his voice filled with anger: "What are you doing here? Get out!"
Dirty thing!
Liu Bingbing felt no shame whatsoever; she simply approached him happily, saying, "Daddy! My clothes are dirty too! I want to take a bath!"
"Shameless! Get out!" he roared.
The woman ignored him completely and started taking off her clothes.
Helpless, Liu Da hurriedly turned around, grabbed the clothes lying to the side, put them on hastily, and left without looking back.
We can no longer visit this hot spring.
It's stained with garbage and can only be discarded.
"Strange! Why did Father leave?"
Liu Bingbing stood to the side, still torn between chasing after her father or taking a bath.
As Liu Da left, he put on his clothes. Although he wasn't bumped into this time, he still felt offended.
"Why did you come back after leaving! Wouldn't it have been better to die out there? Why come back to this rotten mud pit!"
He blurted it out in anger.
I walked quickly for what seemed like an eternity before finally arriving at my room.
He liked quiet corners, so his room was in the very corner, a tiny, inconspicuous little house.
Liu Bingbing finally decided that finding her father was more important, but after running away, she lost track of him again.
After recovering for a while, Liu Daru, enduring the excruciating pain, sat up in the room, changed into new clothes, and then sat upright, shaking a small bell by the bedside.
"Ding-ling-ling"
Soon, a group of servants dressed in black appeared: "Master!"
"Go! Bring Bing'er here with me!"
"yes!"
Liu Daru's eyes were filled with malice. Just wait!
Soon, Liu Bingbing, who was still searching around, was taken back to Liu Daru's room.
"Tie her up and then leave."
Liu Daru sat on the stool and coldly gave his orders.
The servant did as instructed and then quickly disappeared.
This time he didn't speak, and his movements as he stood up were somewhat sluggish.
Liu Daru squatted down in front of her and gently stroked the hair on her head.
Suddenly he grabbed her and forcefully pressed her head to the ground, slamming it against the floor repeatedly.
"Mmm!" Liu Bingbing struggled weakly as her mouth was gagged.
She counted silently in her mind: one! two! three! ...
That despicable man, I'll definitely get my revenge when I get the chance.
After countless blows, his men's heads began to fall limp.
Liu Daru let go, and the man had already been knocked unconscious.
"snort!"
He uttered a soft sound.
"Someone come here! Wash him clean and put him on my bed!"
The two old women nodded and agreed.
After Liu Daru left, a servant came to report that Wu Defa had come to see him.
Wu Defa knelt outside, separated by a heavy screen.
"Patriarch Liu, I have important news to report!"
"Speak!" came the aged voice.
Through the screen, Wu Defa secretly glanced up, but couldn't see the person clearly.
All that could be seen was a black figure.
Over the years, he has only ever seen his shadow, never his real face.
He looked around, but there was no one there!
The gatekeepers all had their backs to you.
Is it possible...?
"Master, Chu Tianling and the others have escaped from Willow Garden. I observed them secretly, and it seems they fled towards the mountains on the side."
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