Chapter 150 Party



Anti-theft chapter ~ Thank you for subscribing to the official version of Jinjiang Literature City ~ Zhong Huier dragged her legs, which were almost as soft as cotton, back. When she was about to reach the door, she could still hear the loud discussion behind her:

"Hey, what's wrong with a college girl? I can do whatever I want to her when the lights are on. She's so sexy, even the girls in the hair salon can't match her..."

"Isn't it? He lies down when told to, kneels down when told to, and is more obedient than Da Huang."

Zhong Huier pushed the door open nonchalantly. Every few days, these two beasts would come over for a threesome, and she'd long since grown numb to it. Only on this day would she not put the drug in her porridge that night, lest she be too tired to "work."

In the dim light coming into the main room, a pair of glass-like eyes were looking at her without blinking, and the understanding and pity in them suddenly angered Zhong Huier.

She slammed the door shut with a loud bang: "What are you looking at?!"

In the complete silence, a huge crash resounded like thunder. The drug had only left their hands and feet sore, not completely demented. One by one, children woke up, rubbing their eyes.

Jiang Xi silently withdrew his gaze, and Zhong Huier then sat back in her original seat with a clatter.

Sun Ting also woke up. She leaned towards Jiang Xi, as if she only felt safe around her. "Xiaoxi, do you think mom and dad will find us?"

Silly child.

Jiang Xi touched her hair. How could he possibly find it?

No human trafficking gang dares to stay where they have abducted someone. I'm afraid they have been transferred out of the province while they were sleeping, far away from home.

They have no choice but to save themselves.

Sun Ting seemed to sense something from her silence and gradually fell silent.

The straw mat was being turned over and over, making a crackling sound that sounded like a low whimper in this small tiled house.

Jiang Xi kept his eyes open and waited until everyone fell asleep before he quietly got up and, with the help of a little light from the crack in the door, slowly moved closer to the female college student.

The burning pain under her body made Zhong Huier sleep uneasily. When Jiang Xi approached, she opened her eyes almost immediately. Before she could open her mouth, her scream was covered in her throat by a soft hand.

"Shh—don't scream."

Zhong Huier nodded, and Jiang Xi let go of her hand.

"…What do you want to do?"

"Want to escape?" Jiang Xi deliberately softened his voice, and the clear and soft voice that belonged to a high school student filled Zhong Huier's ears. She laughed out loud, as if she had heard a particularly funny joke:

"Who doesn't want to escape? If you have to fart, do it now!"

Jiang Xi didn't mind her rudeness, "I have a way to escape."

"Cooperate with me."

Zhong Huier seemed to have heard something like a fairy tale. She twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a forced smile, "Are you crazy?"

It's clear that he doesn't believe it.

"Could things get any worse?" Jiang Xi lowered his voice, which actually sounded somewhat reliable in the darkness: "Why not give it a try?"

Zhong Huier sat up suddenly, and the movement stretched the injured part. She hissed, "Do you think I haven't tried it?!"

"Don't even think about it. The whole village is full of spies. We can't escape."

Jiang Xi glanced at her with contempt: "Is this all the courage you have?"

Zhong Huier was enraged. In this dark and gloomy torture, her temper had become increasingly strange and irritable. Her voice was about to become sharp, but was slapped back by Jiang Xi. The girl's cold voice was particularly refreshing in the dark night:

"Quiet."

"Why don't you listen to my plan first."

Zhong Huier blinked, and Jiang Xi let go of her hand when he saw that she had calmed down.

In the dark night, trivial chattering could be heard in the small tiled house. It was hard to hear clearly, as if it was someone's vague mumbling in a dream. The children had long been accustomed to it, and they turned over and continued to sleep with a mumble.

*******

Jiang Xi waited patiently for seven full days.

During these seven days, she did not waste a single day. After all, popularity is something that concerns one's life, and no one would complain about having too much. So, the children found that the cold Sister Jiang seemed like a different person, transformed into a gentle and warm-hearted little angel.

For Jiang Xi himself——

But the taste is not very pleasant.

Children are cute, but a group of them can be a disaster.

For that little bit of popularity, she tore herself up into a devoted old woman, even taking care of the poop and piss, and she even enjoyed it. Whenever the music in her head sounded, "ding ding dong dong," indicating that her popularity was rising, Jiang Xi seemed to see the extension of her life, and the fatigue she felt would dissipate at once.

Children are actually extremely sensitive creatures. They have the intuition of wild animals and cannot be deceived by insincere hypocrisy: they can often see your true heart from the details.

Jiang Xi had long discovered that he had a great talent for acting.

She knew very well that her true self was not a warm and sunny person. If the darkness and coldness hidden deep in her heart were exposed to the sun, it would probably terrify anyone who saw it. But now, she was very adept at playing the role of a caring sister, and it was not difficult at all.

In his previous life, he was able to escape for a whole year and was not caught until he turned himself in, all thanks to Jiang Xi's acting skills: he could act crazy and stupid, act coquettish and foolish, and he did it effortlessly without any sense of incongruity.

Tracing back to the source, Jiang Xi found that he had to thank the experience of being trapped.

Trapped in Sangjiadang, her only window into the outside world was a black-and-white television. This black-and-white set, which could only receive Central China and local stations, became Jiang Xi's spiritual sustenance. She immersed herself in fictional plots, acting out the lives of others—only this method could numb herself, relieve the oppression and pain of reality, and make herself feel better.

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