God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

In the end, Zhang Hao came forward and hid Zhou Lei and three others in a hospital under the Zhang family's name.

Before leaving the house, Zhou Lei suddenly grabbed Zhou Jingyan's hand tightly.

"Mrs. Shen, I regard Huazhi as my sister. Please help us. I can't bear her dying alone in a dark place. I dream about her every night, alone with no way to ask for help. I When I took her away from her father, I said I would protect her, but I didn't even know how she died."

Zhou Jingyan let her hold her hand at a loss, and tears fell on her hand drop by drop, burning hot.

As a woman, she is indeed much softer than men.

Until before going to bed, Zhou Jingyan still thought of Zhou Lei's words, "I don't even know how she died." His hands were already sore from being held.

"Uncle, no, no, no," a little girl begged for mercy in Mandarin with an accent in the darkness. She shrank on the bedside, and the pajamas she was wearing were covered in blood.

"Be good, be good." The man grabbed her slender ankle and pulled it away. The girl screamed, struggled, and cried out in despair. But in exchange, he was treated even more violently by the man.

The man next to her snored, and Huazhi got out of bed lightly. Severe pain came from her body. Her throat was hoarse and painful as if on fire, but she didn't bother to drink water, but quietly She picked up the phone and dialed the only number she remembered. Unfortunately, the phone rang several times, but no one picked up. The snoring inside suddenly stopped, and Huazhi quickly hung up the phone.

She didn’t know how many days she had been here. Anyway, the curtains had never been opened. In the beginning, every time the man came, he would bring cakes, bread and milk. She didn’t eat them. Later, she was so hungry that she had no strength, so she struggled. Then he got up and ate it in big mouthfuls. In the past, her father beat her until she couldn't get up when she was drunk. However, as long as she can breathe, the eldest sister will definitely open the door like that day, with the warm sunshine behind her, and take her away from them. Walk.

Today there was another man. The man's voice was very nice. He might have disliked her being a little dirty, so he asked Aunt Tong who brought her here to wash her well.

The only woman she saw made her speak with hope: "Auntie, when can I leave."

The aunt glanced at the scars all over her body and did not answer.

The uncle with a nice voice picked her up and asked her softly: "Didn't you have enough food at home?" She nodded timidly. She was 9 years old, but her father not only didn't cook for her before, He beat her when he was drunk. She has always been much thinner than other children of the same age. She has been taken by Zhou Lei for more than a year and she eats much better every day, so she has grown taller.

"Have you heard the story of Lolita?" the man asked warmly.

Huazhi shook her head, and the man continued to put her on his lap, stroking her thin calves.

"Uncle, let me tell you a story." The man's voice was as gentle as ever.

However, the next minute, he turned into the same devil as them.

He was like worshiping an angel, looking at her greedily, and like a devil, making her scream in agony.

She buried her face in the pillow and began to cry, her tears quickly wetting the pillow.

"Look at me, turn back and look at me" the man behind ordered.

Huazhi continued to bury her head, she didn't want to, she didn't want to look at him. The man behind him suddenly picked up the tie, put it around her neck, and lifted it up hard, forcing her to look up.

Huazhi's eyes were full of tears and she didn't say a word for mercy. She knew that no matter what she said, it would be useless. She just kept repeating one sentence in dialect.

The man heard what she was saying, but couldn't understand a word. He slapped her and said, "You little bitch, what are you talking about?"

Huazhi felt dizzy and dizzy. Gradually, the pain in her body slowly disappeared, but she still repeated the words "Lock up Lucigama."

The man pressed her head hard on the pillow, and she still silently recited this hometown saying: "Lock up Lucigama."

Go to hell.