Chapter 26: Life Off Track (Part 2)
The convection wind blew Qin Xiaoxi's long wavy hair, and she pursed her lips, which were painted with bright red lipstick. She stood up and looked towards the door. The owner of the factory closed the door, and there was a sickening look in his eyes.
When Qin Xiaoxi was pulled up from the chair, she stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. Her body seemed unconscious and she could not feel anything.
Qin Xiaoxi began to recall her life over the past 24 years, wondering where she had gone wrong. Why did she go the wrong way? Does she...still have a chance to correct her life?
Ding-a-ling!
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted Qin Xiaoxi's thoughts. The manufacturer's boss stood up impatiently and answered the call.
"Hello, wife."
"No, I'm in a meeting."
"I'll be back tomorrow."
To Qin Xiaoxi, these few short sentences sounded like emetics, making her feel nauseous.
Why?
Why did she get in that Aston Martin?
Why didn't she listen to her mother and leave home?
Why did she drop out of school and live off a man?
Why would she go so far as to destroy someone else's family?
Could it be that...she really has to rot like this until she dies?
After hanging up the phone, the boss of the manufacturer unbuckled his belt and walked towards her. He looked like a villain in a fairy tale, with his mouth stretched from ear to ear, smiling exaggeratedly.
Looking at the disgusting smile of the factory boss, Qin Xiaoxi suddenly felt a surge of strength in her body. She jumped up from the bed like a carp, jumped off the bed like crazy, and ran towards the door.
But just when Qin Xiaoxi's hand touched the door handle, her silk nightgown was pulled by someone. She hurriedly said "I don't want to do it anymore", but her mouth was covered tightly as soon as she finished speaking.
Qin Xiaoxi stretched out her hand and tried desperately to reach the door handle, but her body was dragged backwards and her fingertips were getting farther and farther away from the door.
"Cousin, you come out to sell yourself and still try to be a virtuous person. If you don't want to sell, you shouldn't have agreed to it in the first place." The factory owner's voice sounded like a snake spitting out its tongue, and Qin Xiaoxi got goosebumps when she heard it.
Yes, she is already a cousin, why should she pretend to be innocent when the time comes? Qin Xiaoxi dropped her hands, her body weakened, and she let him drag her back to the bed.
The lights in the room were turned off, and thin wisps of moonlight shone in through the windowsill. The bright moonlight was so stingy. It shone on the bed and the wall, but not on Qin Xiaoxi.
Knock knock knock.
When the shoulder strap was about to be torn off, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Ms. Qin, are you in the room? We are planning to go to the pub to relax. Do you want to join us?" Luo Qinglin's voice sounded outside the door.
Her shattered hope was ignited. Qin Xiaoxi wanted to make a sound for help, but her mouth was covered tightly and she could only whimper.
A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away outside the door. Qin Xiaoxi, with tears in her eyes, desperately reached out to the bedside table and flipped the lamp on the table to the ground.
Boom!
After the loud noise, there was completely no movement outside the door, and the flame of hope that had just been ignited was extinguished again.
"Shh, be obedient, I will give you what you want." The manufacturer's boss leaned over and whispered in her ear.
What does she want now?
money? clothing? Luxury car? diamond?
Or... a chance to get your life back on track?
Can she leave behind all those crystal chandeliers and high heels in her closet?
Can she leave behind all those Tiffany necklaces in her drawer?
Can she live with three T-shirts that cost ten dollars?
The devil's hand reached out to her shoulder strap again, and his rough fingertips wiped away the tears from her eyes. His movements were gentle but felt like thorns, causing Qin Xiaoxi's face to feel extremely painful.
Oh my god.
If she were given another chance now, she would definitely seize it and never go astray again.
She is willing to wear a T-shirt that costs three dollars and thirty dollars and a pair of shoes that cost ten dollars! As long as she is free, she is willing to do anything!
Bang!
The door of the room suddenly opened, and the warm orange light outside the corridor shone into the room, as if the door of hell had opened a crack, finally opening the way to the human world.
Luo Qinglin and the cleaning lady were standing outside the door.
Luo Qinglin's eyes swept over, and after a few seconds, she saw Luo Qinglin running towards her. He soared into the air from the ground, like a god fallen into the mortal world, and pounced on the boss of the manufacturer.
The two men wrestled all the way from the bed to the floor. Luo Qinglin gasped for breath and punched down again and again, until his eyes turned red and his fists bled.
The cleaning lady pulled the quilt over the bed and gently placed it on Qin Xiaoxi, and her hypothermic body finally warmed up.
Qin Xiaoxi sat on the bed in a daze, and then laughed and cried like a madman...
The next day, Qin Xiaoxi woke up from the hospital bed. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Luo Qinglin reading a paper on a tablet. There was gauze wrapped on his forehead, and his mouth and cheeks were covered with small scars.
Her eyes suddenly became moist, and Qin Xiaoxi thanked him and cried, confessing her crimes, scolding herself for deserving it, scolding herself for being vain, and repenting for her hopeless life.
After crying, Qin Xiaoxi originally thought that she would see pity, regret or disgust in Luo Qinglin's eyes.
But there was no emotion in Luo Qinglin's eyes. He just opened his clear and bright eyes, tilted his head and asked her: "Then how are you going to correct it?"
She replied: "Serving dishes, being a waitress, working part-time, anything is fine."
Luo Qinglin looked into her eyes and said to her with a smile: "My boss's studio is recruiting photography assistants recently. Can you Photoshop? Do you like taking photos?"
The morning light shone through the glass onto Luo Qinglin's scarred face.
For some reason, Qin Xiaoxi suddenly heard the song "Linkin Park" that she often listened to in high school. The passionate metal music surged in her mind, surging and beating her heart with excitement.
"I like it!" 24-year-old Qin Xiaoxi said with tears in her eyes, but she smiled and said, "I can edit the pictures!"
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In the rental house, 26-year-old Qin Xiaoxi, who was sitting on a rattan lounge chair, suddenly opened her eyes and stared fiercely.
Fuck you (dirty word), she finally understood why she felt Bai Shengyun’s face looked familiar.
Isn’t Bai Shengyun in the same circle as her ex-boyfriend?
In the past, when she was taken out for social events, she noticed that Bai Shengyun often changed female companions, a small change every three days and a big change every five days, just like her stupid ex-boyfriend.
How dare these young masters to mess with me? She is older now, and has already evolved to the ultimate level. She is no longer the little girl who can be pua!
What are you afraid of? It's just an internship in a studio! Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If Bai Shengyun dares to bully her and Luo Qinglin, she will strike back with a heavy punch and beat this loser to death with one punch!
Qin Xiaoxi jumped up from the rattan chair, took her mobile phone, opened the app, and passionately placed an order for a six-month Muay Thai course at the gym late at night.
After the payment was completed, Qin Xiaoxi opened Jiang Yanyu’s WeChat.
[Qin Xiaoxi: Brother Jiang, starting from tomorrow evening from 7 to 9 pm, I have to go to the gym to take Muay Thai classes. The gym is near your home. If you need anything, just send me a message and I will come right after class. Is that okay? 】
The news followed the Internet, climbed up to the sky, and floated to Jiang Yanyu's home.
The bathroom door at home was wide open and steam was gushing out.
Jiang Yanyu carried the half-conscious Luo Qinglin out of the bathroom, muttering, "You said you didn't need help, but you fainted while washing yourself."
After carrying the man to the bed, Jiang Yanyu pulled the quilt to his chin and covered him tightly.
The phone vibrated, and it was a message from Qin Xiaoxi. Jiang Yanyu smiled and replied, "OK." 】
Putting down the phone, Jiang Yanyu took off his slippers, climbed onto the bed, lay on his side next to the sleeping Luo Qinglin, and gently stroked his thin lips with his fingers.
The night light on the bedside table was brightly lit, illuminating half of Luo Qinglin's face in warm light.
Jiang Yanyu's hand moved up, gently stroking his nose, eyes, and eyebrows. Then turn your hand downward and touch your favorite teardrop mole under your eye.
With gentle pressing and vigorous rubbing of fingers, the skin around the small mole was rubbed red, which looked very abrupt on the fair and smooth cheek.
"Um......"
Luo Qinglin snorted softly in his sleep, frowned, and shook his head restlessly, trying to shake off the "little fly" that was causing trouble on his face.
But the "little fly" on his face was not Jiang Yanyu's hand, so no matter how Luo Qinglin shook it, the "little fly" was stuck on his face and could not be driven away.
"Fool." Jiang Yanyu said in a low voice, holding back his laughter.
Perhaps because he couldn't get rid of the "little flies", his face was itchy. Luo Qinglin suddenly became a little angry. He snorted coldly and stuck his lips up high, so high that it seemed like he could put a chopstick on it.
Feeling playful again, Jiang Yanyu deliberately pinched Luo Qinglin's nose. After a few seconds, his pursed mouth opened slightly and he breathed softly.
The scent of mint wafted over his face. Jiang Yanyu let go of his hand, slowly moved closer, and stared straight at the bright red tip of the tongue hidden in the lips.
Luo Qinglin's hand moved slightly, and the bedding made a rustling sound. Jiang Yanyu swallowed lightly and slowly pressed her lips against his, getting closer and closer until only one centimeter was left between them.
The hot air from his breath hit the tip of his nose. Luo Qinglin's lips moved slightly and he murmured something.
"Don't... don't die... don't leave me..."
"Don't be afraid... I'm coming..."
Jiang Yanyu stood still for a long time, his eyes gradually becoming clear from being out of focus. He chuckled at himself, shook his head, moved his lips upwards, and finally placed them on Luo Qinglin's forehead.
The forehead was burning hot, two degrees higher than the lips, but Jiang Yanyu was not afraid of the heat. He still kissed in that heat and talked to himself.
"When will I be part of your world?"
The author has something to say:
Jiang Yanyu: Fool, when will you like me?
Luo Qinglin: You are the fool.
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Qin Xiaoxi: Thank you for the invitation. Two years have passed. My economic level has evolved from wearing three T-shirts that cost ten yuan to wearing one T-shirt that costs ten yuan.
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