The girl's mouth was wide open, but she couldn't make a sound.
She widened her teary eyes and looked at the man in front of her. She reached out her cold, trembling hand to him, begging him to stop.
But the man still looked at her calmly. His eyes were like a deep lake that had been frozen in winter. There were no visible fluctuations in his emotions.
He looked down at the child who looked similar to him and didn't respond to her begging.
He was actually indifferent …
The moment she realized this, the bone-chilling fear drowned her.
The girl immediately retracted her hand.
She curled herself up in the dark corner, pulled at her hair as if she were tearing her scalp off, and rubbed her ankles against each other with all her might.
The excessive fear made her secretory system go haywire. Saliva, tears, and snot flowed down her cheeks, neck, and arms. She was dirty and pathetic.
She still couldn't make a sound and her face turned green.
Stop stop stop stop stop!!
Don't do this to me, don't continue!
It's so painful, I can't breathe, I can't speak, don't do this to me, who … who can save me!!
She turned to lie on the ground and hit the rough brick floor with her fists, again and again, and again.
Her delicate skin was broken, and the small stones on the ground pierced into her red flesh, turning her hand into a bloody mess.
She hoped to use the pain to reduce the suffocation that was driving her crazy, but the pain that made it impossible for her to think calmly didn't reduce. Instead, it became worse as the man approached her step by step, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
Her body was cold as if she had just fallen into ice water, and her clothes were soaked in cold sweat. The cold and numbness started from her limbs and spread to her entire body.
She couldn't even scream when something like this happened. She could only scream in her heart.
Don't come over!!!
Don't come over, don't come near me!!
It's so uncomfortable … Grandpa, where are you, save me …
The girl dragged her body back, and the skin on her heel was scraped.
After hitting the wall, she realized that there was no way to escape. She hurriedly crawled to the side, trying to escape from the man in front of her.
The man coldly watched the girl slowly crawl under his eyes, and then walked toward her as if he had enjoyed enough.
Don't come over!!!
The girl wanted to shout.
She wanted him to stop coming over, but she still couldn't find her voice.
After opening his mouth to the maximum for a long time, his jaw was already sore, and saliva was also dripping down the corner of his mouth.
The man finally spoke. "Do you know where you went wrong?"
This sentence seemed to have triggered some kind of switch. The girl's stomach twitched, and the stinky viscous liquid flowed out from her mouth to the ground.
Sweat, saliva, and vomit formed a small dirty puddle under the girl.
Her voice was still out of her control, and the only sound that could be heard in the dungeon was the sound of liquid dripping onto the floor.
The girl tried her best to prop her body up from the ground. Physical tears and tears of fear gushed out. The girl cried and vomited at the same time. Her body trembled incessantly. It was so painful that no one could look at her directly.
The wound on her fist was slightly painful from the vomit, but it was nothing compared to the empty hole in her head that made it impossible for her to calm down.
… Or rather, other than the powerful presence of the man in front of her and the despair in her mind, she could no longer feel anything.
She could see the man's lips moving, but she couldn't hear what he said. She could see her bloody arm, but she couldn't feel any pain.
Having lost her sense of hearing and touch, which were things that she was used to, the girl felt absolute fear for the first time.
The man asked again, "Do you know where you went wrong?"
He took a step forward and pushed the girl, who was about to faint, to the top of her fear.
She didn't care what was under her and collapsed to the ground. She went back to pulling her hair, and a few gray threads were torn between her fingers.
She shook her head slightly and kept muttering silently.
It was different from her previous animal-like movements. This was because she was too fragile, and it only made people think that she had lost her mind.
The man hesitated, but in the end, he decided to reach out his hand to her.
The shadow of the big hand covered her. "You have to remember …"
The girl hugged herself tightly. Her fingers, which were still wrapped in gray threads, scratched the skin of her arm, and a few beads of blood appeared.
She looked up at the demonic man and saw that he had reached out to her, but she couldn't resist or dodge. She could only accept it.
All she could think was: I'll die.
He said, "Remember, you can't kill them."
In that instant, her mind fell into darkness, and the only thing she knew was that ….
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"
He had to protect himself.
Two drops of blood splattered on the ground. One of the two torches in the dungeon was extinguished by the cold wind.
The girl's soft cries echoed in the empty dungeon. "I'm sorry, I was wrong …"
"Father …"
"I won't do it again … so please forgive me …"
The remaining fire was also extinguished by the wind, and the girl's cries faded away. Everything returned to silence and darkness.
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The teacher knocked the book on the head of Zoe, who was dozing off, and continued, "Then the man with the child said …"
Zoe opened her eyes in a daze. Several people around her were laughing at her silly look. The bell rang, signaling the end of the school day.
After her eyes regained focus, Zoe stared blankly at the topic of the text on the table. It was written: Fatherly Love.
The teacher walked back to the podium and announced, "Okay, today's class will end here. Fengze, don't forget to participate in the calligraphy competition after lunch break."