33Perhaps a pet who only listened to him might be the only thing he could control in his uncontrolled life for over 20 years.Yohannes wanted to turn a living person into a pet only he could control. Perhaps it was his deepest desire that had been suppressed intensely, trying to express himself in a psychopathic way.He was begging for help.I thought of this because I had experienced such helplessness and knew how miserable it was.Having to struggle with my own emotions, knowing there was a problem but not being able to walk out of it and having to stay in place, torturing myself repeatedly...People who were struggling would send out help signals. Even though they might not say it directly, they still wanted someone to give them a pull and save them.I wondered who could save Yohannes.Before the verdict, I went to see Yohannes. Based on the case, if he pleaded guilty sincerely, he might only be sentenced to several months in jail.Yohannes seemed surprised and looked much
Author: Bai Kuang Liang Tai Zi The tattoo on the back of Mason's neck was the initials of his ex-girlfriend's name.He noticed me in the crowd because I had similar eyebrows and eyes to hers.1It was raining heavily in Riverville for the past few days. When Mason got home, the rain was dripping down the umbrella.As always, I had a dry towel for him.He lowered his head and stared at me with his starry eyes."Did you miss me?" he asked gently.The towel rested on his short black hair, and once again I unintentionally glanced at that tattoo when I dried his hair.It was a tiny tattoo. And It was dotted on his neck like an abrupt ink blot on a piece of white paper.Mason was always a good student growing up. Normally, he would not have anything to do with tattoos."Let's wash it off someday," I pointed at the tattoo.It took him a while to react. He touched it softly with his fingers, and his eyes were watery."Okay," he answered, rather lightly.He changed the subject
4I felt that Mason was more cautious with me.Washing a tattoo hurts more than getting a tattoo. After the first time he washed it, there was still a little bit left.The skin on the back of his neck was crusted with a thin scab, making it look more eye-catching than before.I knew something had changed between us, but we didn't mention it even though we both knew it.He came home less often, and he wouldn't let me check his phone anymore.I didn't know what the hell he was doing, but I knew I was losing him little by little.He was going to be taken away by someone.I was afraid that his increasing tenderness and indulgence towards me came from the same emotion.That was guilt.Mason came home late that day.He came in with the typical gloom of autumn. He frowned as if he was tired, but his expression relaxed the moment he saw me."Why are you still up?" he asked.He came over, put the blanket from the couch over my bare feet, and then touched my forehead.His hand was
8I took my annual leave and wanted to go back to my hometown.Before I left, I needed to move into my new rental house. I picked a day when he was probably not there and sneaked back to his house.I blacklisted everything about him and didn't want to see him again. But, it turned out that you got what you feared.This one-meter-long bear doll was a birthday gift from my best friend. I had a little trouble carrying it, and when I got to the door, someone helped me hold it up."Where are you going?" He asked me as he stood by the door.His eyes looked emotionless."I rent a new house.""Do you share a house with someone else?""Yeah." "Do you have all the utilities?""Yes.""How is the landlord?""Nice.""How many people do you live with?Are they men or women?"There was a moment of silence."Mason! Are you finished?"I pushed him and shoved the bear into his arms. Then, he squeezed the bear's paw and stopped me."Since you want to take the bear away, why don't you
10I never thought I'd see him here. Actually, I thought we would never see each other again.There were mottled marks left on the old elementary school railings.Mason was still frowning. I thought he wanted to smoke, but finally, he didn't do it after he dug in his pocket for a while."I miss you," he said in a husky voice, which startled me.He acted so straightforwardly that he didn't even look like him.I ignored him. At that moment, the sun was setting just above the horizon, while the white birds hovered freely in the far sky.He blurted out, "After you left, I miss you like crazy.I threw away everything about you, but I still think of you no matter what I do."When he looked at me, his eyes were as clear as ever.I felt like I lost the ability to tell if his words were true or not long ago, so I just watched as the night breeze blew the hair on his forehead."I never admitted to regretting anything until I met you.I should have caught up with you that day. How cou
14Later, Mason was asked to leave the hospital because of the loud noise. A little while later, my dad passed away. His face was covered with a white cloth when he was taken out.The words in front of me were so blurry that I couldn't see them clearly. After quite a while, I realized that my hand holding the death notice was shaking.Yes, I did think about the days when my father left me. When he was in ICU, I thought about it all the time. But sometimes, people refused to believe in those sorrowful things that happened.I listened numbly to the doctor's instructions. When he asked me if any of my other family members could be there, I shook my head. He then asked me if I wanted to see the body again, and I still shook my head after I gazed at the white cloth for a while.I feared I would think of my dad again if I saw his face. I would recall the morning dew on his brow as I drove him to school that morning. And I would recall his firm and reliable back as he walked in front of
Author: Bai Kuang Liang Tai Zi I awoke to find that I was imprisoned by my childhood sweetheart.Ryan Wilson stood in front of me, checking the chains on my wrists. He had a serious expression on his face, and it seemed like he was completing the scientific research he was obsessed with.I moved my wrists. The chains collided with each other, making a series of noises.His eyes were cold and had no tinge of lust, looking down at me expressionlessly."Ryan?" I whispered."What?" He bent down and gently kissed me on my left ear. His voice was lazy and deep."Why did you..."Before I finished my words, the place where his palm touched aroused goose bumps.Ryan didn't answer my question and gently pressed his index finger against my lips."Sh!" He said.I got used to listening to his words, so I really shut up for a moment. After a while, Ryan suddenly kissed me on the lips before I reacted.There was a smell of mint between his lips and teeth, with a sense of abstinence, but
4The most difficult thing in the next semester was the choice between literature and science. I asked a lot of people for opinions, including my parents, teachers, friends, and... Ryan."Go with science."His answer was the clearest. He didn't ask me to do it according to my own thoughts, nor did he ask about my specialty.I thought it was probably because he loved science."But I'll have to go to another campus if I study science," I pouted.I sat next to him, and the wind in the lab was still blowing. There were only the two of us, and his voice was cold and pleasant."Oh, you finally won't come to swipe my meal card?" Ryan said.I was speechless.I didn't eat too much. He was so petty.There was a knock on the door of the lab, and a girl came in. I had seen this girl before. She seemed to come to see Ryan frequently those days because they were working on a project.Every time she came here, she would ask some academic questions. But today, she dressed up very beautifull
10.My name is Regina, and my best friend was Bailey.At this moment, I am lying in my cabinet while rubbing my growing baby bump peacefully.I could finally be with Bailey forever.I had finally become the most important part of Bailey's life, that was the furniture.I smiled happily as I watched her cat, dog, turtle, bird, and mum.I would always remember how thrilled I was when I first met Bailey.Because I was brought up by my blind grandmother, I looked very dirty every day.However, Bailey was as clean and pretty as a little princess in a fairy tale. And she would smile kindly at me every day in her pretty dress.And she didn't mind that I looked dirty at all.She not only washed my hair and my face and bathed me, but she also let me wear her pretty dresses. And she even braided my hair beautifully.She brought me good food and interesting stuff. And she would cook for me as if she were my parent.Since my grandmother was blind, Bailey could sneak into my home every d
07.My mother had never liked Regina.Every night when I went to see Regina and came back, my mother would curse me."I told you to find a decent girl. And you only like that little bitch!""Regina has been hooking up with other guys since she was a little girl. Don't you know how many boyfriends she's had?""She's a piece of shit! Are you out of your mind? Have you become stupid since you slept in the wardrobe?""You're just as stupid and cheap as your father!""It's a good thing you're a woman. If you were a man, you'd be a horny dickhead! Shame on you!"I snarled and retorted loudly."I'm not out of my mind! I just don't want anyone to leave me any more!""Even my dad was someone else's husband. He's someone else's dad. I don't want to share anything with anyone else anymore!""You've never really loved me either!""You only gave birth to me to keep my dad. Unfortunately, I'm not a son. I let you down!""I've only had Regina as my best friend in my life. I don't want he
04.When I got home, it was four in the morning.There was someone sitting on the sofa chair in the darkness who asked me, "Where have you been?"I rubbed my aching temples and said, "Mom, you're still awake?""Did you go to that trainwreck's apartment again?""Don't be so harsh. Leave me alone..."Before I could finish my sentence, I got a hard slap on the face.My mother pushed me into the wardrobe and slammed the door shut.I curled up in the dark, hugged my knees, and fell asleep.The next day at noon, Regina called me over again.Regina said, "Bailey, Hugh asked me if I had any special fetishes. What do fetishes mean?"I laughed sarcastically.Regina added, "He said he felt his body ached so hard as if he'd been beaten up. He suspected that I was sick."I said, "Stop thinking about him. I've been getting a lot of headaches lately. There's a pretty good gym. Come with me and take a look."I drove Regina to a fancy gym.There were more hot girls and handsome instructo
Author: Ka Fei Bei Li De Cha I hated every man who hovered around her.They were like flies that pestered her every day.I tried every means to drive them away.But how could flies be driven away?01.How many jerks could a woman meet in her lifetime?I don't know.But my good friend Regina Larson had met countless jerks.One day, as I was drifting off to sleep, I got a call from her. "Bailey, help! Come over quickly..."Hearing her cries, I thought she had stabbed someone, or that someone had stabbed her.When I burst into Regina's house, she had her head buried under the bed cover, while her butt stuck out like an ostrich. She was crying piteously.I sat on the edge of her bed, pulled bacl the covers, and gasped.Regina's head was bald. All her hair had been shaved off.There were a few bloody wounds on her bruised scalp, that looked scary.Regina sobbed as she raised her head. My eyes were about to pop out.Her eyebrows had been shaved too!Her lack of eyebrows l
43After staying alone for a long while, I realized William was waiting downstairs when I left the office.I didn't know what to say when I saw him."Rebecca."I gazed at William when I heard him. I had thought about his proposal all afternoon, and the answer was on the tip of my tongue, but impulsively, I blurted out that we weren't a good match. Perhaps it was because of the gusty wind.But deep down, I felt he was the most suitable person for me.I gave him up.On the way home, I felt a tinge of sadness for a while, but after reflecting on it, I felt indifferent.However, the feeling of indifference quickly vanished when I saw Christopher standing at my doorstep. I felt the urge to return and find William, but Christopher didn't give me the opportunity. His voice was hoarse as he called my name, "Becca." I could see his nose was slightly pink from crying, as he had slightly fair skin.As he was only sobbing and calling out my name, without suddenly rushing to hug me or anyt
38Despite not wanting to acknowledge that I knew him, I called an ambulance for Christopher.After that, I went back to bed. However, as I tried to go back to sleep, Dad's incessant calls woke me up.I never expected that he would ask me to visit Christopher.I couldn't comprehend why Dad had a positive impression of Christopher. I was still unable to accept it. Despite my reluctance, I decided to visit the hospital after Dad informed me that Oscar was there too."You're here, Becca.""Hello, Mr. Simmons."I put on a smile, even though I remembered how Oscar had refused to meet me the last time. I had learned to fake being nice.Christopher woke up at the same time. While lying on the bed, he looked at me and greeted me, "Ms. Yalden."I smiled back politely, pretending as if nothing had happened between us, and replied, "Mr. Simmons."Oscar chuckled at our formal exchange and said, "Becca, Christopher is only a day younger than you. You can just call him Chris."After sayin
34Ultimately, Christopher failed to find me, and as I couldn't find my phone while he was away, I decided to sneak out of the window unnoticed.I rushed back home afterward.To commemorate Dylan's safe return after a week of being missing, I made a reservation at a restaurant with Annie to celebrate."Are you okay, Dylan?""I'm fine."I was a bit surprised when I saw that Dylan didn't have any visible injuries on his face. "Did those people not hit you after that incident?" I asked.Dylan looked at me with an expression that suggested I was a fool and replied, "No, they didn't."I wasn't pleased with his answer and asked, "Then why did you refuse to meet me?"Dylan seemed confused and asked, "When did you come to see me?"After hearing my brother's words, my head was buzzing, and I showed Dylan the video. He raised his eyebrows and remarked, "This person looks a little like me.""Are you sure it's just a little bit like you?"Dylan pursed his lips and replied, "I'm a black
31After the incident, I became acutely aware of Christopher's instability and decided to exercise caution whenever I left the house. I also realized the advantages of owning multiple residences.I had the liberty to select various accommodations depending on my mood throughout the day.However, the announcement he made, threatening to force me to pay around 15 million dollars, left me feeling apprehensive.For approximately a month, my life had been peaceful until one night when its tranquility was shattered.That night, Dylan was apprehended by relevant authorities, leaving Annie to approach me in tears despite being pregnant. Meanwhile, Dad was still in business negotiations overseas, placing the responsibility of assisting Annie solely on me.Upon discovering the circumstances surrounding Dylan's apprehension, I immediately suspected Christopher's involvement. However, I refrained from approaching Christopher and instead sought out Oscar. Unfortunately, my attempts to meet wi
27Both Henry and I were unhappy about the meal. However, I didn't voice out my unhappiness like him.It was true that children who threw tempers would be doted on. However, it would become a problem if they constantly threw tantrums.Especially when the relationship was interconnected to interests. The more Henry shouted, the more biased Oscar was toward Christopher.Adults would always like sensible children."Becca is still here. Look how you're acting now."I spoke softly when they suddenly cued my name, "Mr. Simmons, let's have dinner."Oscar paused momentarily and stopped scolding Henry.I didn't eat much and was hungry the moment I arrived home. Dad sent me back with a hesitant expression on his face. It felt like he had something to talk to me about.I spoke up as I guessed his thoughts. "Henry's quite cute."Henry was indeed quite cute, so I didn't give a sure answer. I knew that Henry wasn't interested in me. So, allowing him to choose would give me less trouble.D