All I could see was the black muzzle of the gun, and just as I was ready to die, my father raised the hand that held the stone and smashed it at me.A violent vertigo hit me suddenly. All the things in my mind have become blurred. A sticky liquid ran from my forehead to my cheek and I lost consciousness.……The pain from my cheek to my ear woke me, and a shadowy figure moved before my eyes. I tried to open my eyes, and then my vision became clear. My father was standing in front of me, and behind him was an empty plain. A humming noise surrounded me."Hello, my daughter!" My father forced my face up and looked at me in the eye.His dark eyes seemed to turn into sharp daggers, and they could kill me at any moment. He sank his fingers into my cheek muscles with hatred, and spoke in a low, cold voice."Listen, I think I've been kind enough to you. But instead of being grateful, you tried to kill me. I should throw you in the slum with another b.astard and leave you to rot in the gutter f
The woman told me her name was Fiona. At first, Fiona's boyfriend lied about going abroad with his best friend to make a fortune. He tricked Fiona into going with him. Fiona was tempted, but her boyfriend sold her to the Karr brothers, who owned the boat. Fiona's boyfriend counted the money in front of her and left without looking back.Fiona was kept in a cabin where the women were sold by their families or partners. No one knows where they will be sold. They were confined like piglets in a small space, and the guards would come by regularly to deliver food, but the food was limited, so the hungry women fought like mad for it. Then the watchman stood aside and laughed as if he were watching a play."Sometimes the Karr brothers allow the guards to come in and have some fun," Fiona whispered. "When their d.icks are itchy, they'll f.uck any woman they want!""Right here?" Every time I open my mouth, my brain stings like it's being ripped apart by a steel wire."Yes, right here!" Fiona s
When the sun came up over the sea, the hateful men finally let me down and threw me back into the cabin again. This time my body was weaker and I didn't even have the strength to crawl. I searched desperately for Fiona. She wasn't in the crowd.Is she not coming back?Just as I was feeling regretful, a pair of hands gently stroked my back and I finally saw Fiona. Her face was scarred and her eyes were numb. I'm afraid to ask her if the men did anything to her last night. I'm afraid to know the truth."Last night I heard them say they were going to sell us to a b.rothel," Fiona said to herself, her voice sounding desperate. Then she smiled bitterly. "At least we'll live, won't we?"Fiona was scratching her neck as she spoke, and I could see red spots on her shin. Her face grew paler and paler. Just as I was about to ask her if she was ill, the guard opened the cabin door. They chased the women out of the room like dogs. After the failure of the escape last night, the women who did not
The fat old Lady let us call her Mrs. Carey. She threatened us with death for listening to her. She shocked everyone by using Fiona's death as a cautionary tale. She demanded that we receive every client as unconditionally as a p.rostitute, and the only reward she could give us was food. She thought it was a gift to us, because in her eyes we were all women who had been abandoned by our families, and we should be grateful that she had given us a chance to live.I cursed the damn old woman in my heart. She killed Fiona. I've carved her name into my death list. As long as I am alive, I will never let her go.Mrs. Carey put us all in one room. She said there would be a rookie auction that night, and that we would be allowed to rest in the room until then. But she still arranged for bodyguards to stand guard outside the door.The room, less than 30 square feet, was crammed with nearly 20 women. The so-called bed is a simple combination of wooden boards that can only provide a place for on
"Look what you've given me!" The man dragged me by the wrist and pulled me in front of Mrs. Carey. "She's going to give me an infection!"Mrs. Carey is sitting on a chair in her room, counting the money from tonight's auction. When she saw the menacing man, she immediately stood up and comforted him with a respectful tone."What happened that upset you? Did this woman not take good care of you?""Damn it, haven't you examined her body before?" The man roughly tore my clothes. "Open your eyes and see. She has leprosy! You have to pay me back!""What?" Mrs. Carey immediately picked up her electric baton from the table and walked over to me. Her eyes widened as she examined my bare skin."What bad luck! She must have caught it from another woman!" Mrs. Carey called her bodyguard. "Get this woman out of here!""No! Please help me!" I knew she was going to kill me, just like she had done to Fiona. I begged her, but she wouldn't let me touch her body."Go away, you wretched woman!" Mrs. Car
I was stunned. The man in front of me wore a mask that covered half of his face. His golden eyes sparkled like stars in the darkness. His eyes were dark and cold. Although half of his face was obscured by a silver mask, the other half was as perfect as a picture of Vincent van Gogh's starry night sky.He stood in front of me, but I felt him so far away. He said nothing but looked at me. The silver mask glowed white in the moonlight, and he wore a pure white shirt, clean and neat, without a trace of wrinkles. His neck is as long as that of a swan. His lips parted slightly, revealing his white teeth.“You're awake, Sleeping Beauty!” He put his violin on the floor and leaned against the wall.His voice was calm and soft. His sound was blown away by the night breeze and brushed gently against my cheek. I felt a shiver coming over me.An inexplicable impulse prompted me to boldly touch his face mask. It was the coldness of metal. Now I know he's not Frade.I was extremely disappointed and
"Good morning!" The masked man smiled politely as he walked into the room."I thought it would be a doctor!" I blurted out. Seeing this man on such a bright morning made me forget how to use polite language. My heart has a certain expectation, but also a kind of embarrassment."I am a doctor!" The man put a first-aid box on the table in the room. He opened the box and took out a stethoscope and a medical flashlight."Come and lie down on the bed," he said.I went over and lay down on the bed. He expertly placed one end of the stethoscope on my chest. The moment the silver metal touched my skin, I felt a chill pierce my heart through my skin. All my pores went into a state of tension at once. As he bent over me, I could smell the faint natural scent of flowers on his body.He turned out to be a doctor. Does this mean that he examined me and treated me while I was in a coma? I remember the strange gentle touch when I was in a coma. It was him."You're doing well!" He took the stethoscop
My mouth was full of the smell of dust and gunpowder, and my heart was pounding. I opened my eyes to see the ground was full of blown-out rubble and indistinguishable blackened objects. It took a while for the man who was protecting me to roll over.He coughed softly, and I turned to see that the silver mask on his face was stained with gray dust. If he hadn't pulled me away in time, I think I would have been blown to pieces by now."Are you all right, Daley?" I looked around and slowly got up to make sure there were no more explosions around. At first, my legs were still a little stiff. I didn't know if I was lying on the ground for too long or because I was afraid."I'm fine." Daley pulled me off the ground. He scanned the chaos around him with calm eyes. His eyes were fixed on the iron door destroyed by the bomb, and after a few seconds he looked up in the direction of the car just now. I saw anger in his eyes.It was a look of hatred I had never seen before. On the surface, his ey