Chapter 55
That day Jiang Huai came back as usual, walked up the stairs with light and unhurried steps, opened the door, and said with a smile, "You don't want to turn on the light?" He sat on the sofa and turned on the desk lamp. He saw the knife dropped on the ground, Zhou Yue with tears on her face, and Tiantian lying on the bed wearing only a diaper, and he was still smiling.
"As soon as I walked in, Aunt Xu told me that Madam had personally fed Tiantian today. I was quite happy, but Madam didn't seem too happy."
Zhou Yue didn't say anything, so he picked up Tiantian and teased him, "Did your mother finally feed you today?" He kissed his little face and said with a smile, "Don't be fooled by your mother. She is sending us on our way."
"I'll send you away first, then send daddy away..." He held Tiantian and walked slowly in the bedroom. When he walked to the window, his leather boots made no sound on the soft carpet.
"But we love her so much, she is in our hearts and eyes."
He admired the bright moonlight outside the window with a smile for a long, long time, then turned and slowly walked back to the bedside, looking up at her with a smile, "When you grow up, remember that the prettier the dog, the harder it is to feed it." After saying that, he sat on the bed and leaned towards Zhou Yue, looking into her eyes, the tiny teardrop mole under her eyes, her lips, and suddenly pulled the chain to pull her into his arms, making it rustle. He held her head and whispered, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look at your son."
It was a rare opportunity for Tiantian to have both of her parents around. She laughed so hard that her saliva was flowing. She sat in Jiang Huai's arms, looking at him and then at her mother, her little arms stretched out to reach her mother. Jiang Huai held Zhou Yue in his arms, gently rocking her while taking Tiantian's little hand and kneading it, stroking his fingernails that were round like coins. He rested his chin on Zhou Yue's shoulder and smiled dotingly, "Look at his little fingernails, aren't they funny? I've never seen such nails. I look at them every time I come here, and I can't get enough of them. I just don't know who he resembles..." His eyes lit up with excitement, and he kissed her stunned face hard, and said cautiously in a whisper, "Let me see if it looks like you..." As he spoke, he took her hand and interlocked her fingers, looking at each finger lovingly, frowning and smiling, "Huh? Not alike."
"Who does she look like?" He tilted his head and looked at her with a smile, then lifted her head and shook it. The chain made a rattling sound and her tears began to fall.
"Aunt Xu." He sighed, watching Aunt Xu hastily pick up the knife from the ground and carry Tiantian away. He watched Zhou Yue, who had been tumbling and crawling towards the bed, be violently pulled back by the chain. He smiled, kissed her neck, lifted her open shirt, and sighed over her ear: "Is motherly love here already? I feel so sad for Tiantian, and for me, too."
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There was a bread knife hidden in Zhou Yue's pillow, but the bread knife couldn't kill Jiang Huai. He didn't even try to dodge, he just tilted his head, and the knife stabbed into his arm.
That was the first time Zhou Yue had actually hurt someone's body. It didn't feel like stabbing into flesh; it felt very hard and there was a lot of resistance. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to get back at him. Finally, she vaguely heard the sound of tendons breaking and blood gushing out.
But the blood and pain didn't frighten Jiang Huai. Instead, they made him obsessed. He pinched Zhou Yue's neck, staring down at her, watching his blood splash onto her face. His pupils dilated with excitement, his eyes black. His fingers coiled around her neck like a snake, tightening more and more. Tears mixed with blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, dyeing even the light red...
It's over, she thought.
Everything in the past flashed before her eyes. Mercifully, she gave the TV to Xingxing so he could watch Animal World. He knelt on a small stool, his eyelashes trembling with concentration. His small black hands left wet prints on the leather sofa. His furry eyelashes were so thick and dusty that they fluttered away the golden dust in the blink of an eye in the sunlight...
She was drawing a map on the bed sheet, afraid of being beaten by Dai Yan, so he took everything on himself, standing in the sun with his head down, like a small black and gold bronze figure, silently enduring the whistling broom bumps hitting his back and arms...
"Does it hurt?" she asked. "No," he said. After hearing this, she thought for a moment and poured all the purple medicine on his scarred back, saying, "Gorilla, I will protect you from now on. I will never let you feel any pain again!"
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In the bloody haze, Jiang Huai's skin was also red, his teeth clenched and clicked. With a ferocious smile, he raised his head and groaned and trembled, as if chanting the devil's victory. He trembled with pleasure from reaching the summit, and blood flowed down the throbbing muscles in his arms...
In the end, he still won.
Zhou Yue sat on the ground, smiling sadly, looking at the bloodstained carpet and muttering, "God is such a fucking bastard."
Jiang Huai laughed when he heard it, and without saying anything, he exhaled a puff of smoke into the sky.
He sat naked on the sofa, his forehead covered with sweat in the smoke. Two people in white coats were bending over to bandage his wounds, and they were also sweating.
The people who came in this time were all people Zhou Yue had seen before, but none of them dared to look at Jiang Huai, nor did they dare to put clothes on him. They just lowered their heads, picked up the chain, and dragged Zhou Yue, who was sitting on the ground, out.
Aunt Xu's screams were like a buzzing sound in Zhou Yue's ears, as if they were covered by thick glass. When Zhou Yue saw her as she was being dragged out of the door, she smiled and asked her, "Everyday everything is fine, right?"
"Aunt Xu, please help me take care of Tiantian." She was dragged downstairs and looked up at Aunt Xu's face. It turned out that Aunt Xu could also have such a frightened, painful and sad expression.
Only humans feel heartache, not God. This is the truth she understood when she was dragged on the cold steps, rough sand and gravel, and sticky swamps. It was so clear and so calm.
She looked up at the starry night sky. There were so many stars that day, so bright. Under the moonlight, the swamp was pitted and covered with reeds. The reeds grew thick and black, rustling in the windless night. A black object emerged, drifting on the water, stirring ripples, and then sank again. The cold and hollow cry of the night owl and the humming of insects stopped...
"Ma'am, I'm sorry." The person who was pulling her to the end of the grass, stood up, wiped the sweat from his face, and said breathlessly, "After all these years, President Jiang has always cared about you the most, but who told you not to know your place?"
"Tsk, what's so good about this woman? She looks like a dead person." The person next to him laughed and spat out the dirt in his mouth. "If you ask me, Miss Li is still pretty. Actors are so sensible. They know how to serve people. She's wearing a costume and flirting at you on the stage. If I were President Jiang, I would die on her."
The man laughed when he heard it, and sneered sarcastically: "You know whether it's good or not?" Then he smiled mysteriously and whispered: "I heard that this woman surnamed Zhou had a nickname with Mr. Jiang..."
He covered his mouth and approached his companion, saying two words. When his companion heard it, the smile on his face turned dull. He lowered his head blankly, staring at Zhou Yue's face, exclaiming: "Really? This is fucking..." When the words came to his lips, he rolled his eyes and looked at the person next to him, "I've had enough of my wife's rag bag a long time ago. She's going to die anyway. I'll go first and leave a bite for you, how about it?"
"No, you..." Before the others could hesitate, the man had already pounced on them and couldn't be stopped.
Zhou Yue stared at the stars without blinking. A man's face appeared before her eyes, but she simply turned away from him and continued to stare at the stars. Her eyes were empty, and she let the man spread her legs, pinched her chin, and turned her head. "You think you're so great after serving Mr. Jiang? Look at me! I'll kill you."
Zhou Yuesi lay on the ground with his legs spread out and looked at him for a while, then picked up a dry branch at hand and stuck it into his ears. The blood went in one ear and out the other, and he watched the blood splatter with an expressionless face.
The man next to her was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect her to move so quickly. Then he stood up with a horrified roar and pulled out a gun to point it at her face. Unfortunately, the bullet didn't have a chance to fire and he fell limply.
Zhou Yue blinked slowly, her face covered in blood so that her features could not be seen clearly. She looked at the bloodstains spreading on the grass beside her. The man squatted beside her with a scalpel, but she did not react.
"Alas..." Liao Jie squatted on the ground and sighed with a smile, twirling the scimitar leisurely between his fingers. After a while, as if he had finally convinced himself, he nodded and said, "Alright, let's go, ma'am."
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