The cannon fodder female supporting role wants to run away, and the madly criticizing prince is red-

Shen Jian left, and Lin Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. She lay flat on the bed, her delicate hands unconsciously grasping the corner of the quilt.

He treated her completely as his property.

She stared blankly up at the roof.

Her sense of shame seemed to disappear in an instant.

In the past, if a man saw her exposed calves, she would be extremely shy on the spot, feel uncomfortable in her heart for a long time, curse him, and think about avoiding this person from then on.

These days, she felt that her body was not her own, but his toy, which she had no control over at all, and he could do whatever he wanted with her.

Lin Qianqian suddenly opened her eyes wide and sat up as if she had woken up.

Do the women in brothels also go through a similar mental journey?

My body was controlled by a man, I was powerless to resist. I didn't feel any pleasure from sex, I just became a tool for him to vent his anger. I felt like I was not a human, but a plaything... I gradually became numb.

From the bottom of my heart, I despise my own body, I look down upon it, I think it is rotten and it doesn’t matter what happens to it… That is why it becomes particularly easy for me to give up my body.

Lin Qianqian hugged the quilt tightly to her chest. Has her self-esteem been worn away?

Self-esteem and shame are good things.

Will protect yourself.

Without these two things, we will completely lose the vigilance and defense to protect our bodies.

Only two days had passed since she recovered, when his invasion reminded her of her inability to resist a few days ago.

Unable to resist, she just tried to endure it.

The moment she lost control of her body, she also wanted to endure, endure, and ignore the bad feelings...

The biggest difference between people and objects is that people have feelings and rich emotions.

To ignore one's own feelings and lose one's perception as a human being is to cater to the other person and satisfy the other person...

Lin Qianqian sat up from the bed, rubbing her hair and thinking about it. She put on her clothes one by one and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair again.

She can't be defeated, can't be defeated by a little thing.

She doesn't need to care about this, just like she doesn't need to care how much Gu Huai loves her, or whether this love brings more benefits or harm. She doesn't want to care.

She just wanted to accomplish what she wanted to do.

Lin Qianqian took her little notebook and brush and went to Wangchunlu to visit Liu Yong's mother again.

Mother Liu looked at Lin Qianqian flattered, "I am an ordinary woman, how can I be written about and recorded? You have to run several times."

"This is the first time I tell someone about my old story."

Lin Qianqian smiled and said, "Everyone is the protagonist of his own life. If people are written into a book, some people are very thick books with ups and downs, while others are just a few thin pages. But it is precisely because of the difference that they are worth recording."

Liu's mother told her about her childhood, both happy and unfortunate events.

She remembered many things very clearly, but forgot some things. At this time, Liu's father came to remind her, and Liu Yong would also talk about something related to his mother.

He sighed, "Talking to you about this reminds me of the hard work I had in my childhood and how much my mother suffered for me. Really, it doesn't matter whether I get married or have children in this life. I just want to be filial to my parents."

"People's memories will fade, and they will forget many things over time, but words will always be preserved. When I see these words in the future, even if my mother is gone, I will remember that I was once a child who was loved by my mother."

When Liu Yong was moved, he actually lowered his head and cried, tears streaming down his face and his face turned red.

The moment he shed tears, Lin Qianqian was also moved by this filial mother-son love.

The death of parents can be said to be a difficult journey that everyone must go through in life.

The death of parents is not a storm, but the dampness of a lifetime. It is a kitchen without smoke, an empty room, a bed covered with dust... It is the eternal sorrow in the child's heart.

After Lin Qianqian came back, Gu Huai was sitting in the room. He was shocked to see the blood spots on his face and the blood on his right hand.

She hurried over and stroked his cheek with her hand, "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Is everything okay?"

"Where have you been?" he asked coldly.

Lin Qianqian took out her notebook and showed it to him, then placed it on the table. "I went to visit Liu's mother and recorded a lot of things today."

"I thought you were meeting some man in private," he said.

"How could that be?" Lin Qianqian smiled helplessly.

She took his hand and carefully checked his fist to make sure there were no wounds. "Are you hurt?"

"No."

Lin Qianqian brought some hot water, wiped his fists and cheeks with a towel, and gently hugged him in her arms.

"You should trust me more."

"You are the only one in my heart, why don't you believe me?"

Gu Huai picked up the small notebook on the table, turned to the middle, saw that the ink was freshly dried, then flipped a few pages back, closed the book again and put it on the table.

He said, "Can you tell me when you go out next time?"

"Just like the last time you went to Zuihuayin, you left without a word again this time."

Lin Qianqian placed a kiss on his forehead. "You left me and left me here alone. I feel wronged and upset... Thinking of feeling wronged and upset, I might as well go out and relax and visit Liu's mother."

Gu Huai raised his head and touched her hand. Suddenly, he hugged Lin Qianqian tightly in his arms, "Do you know how uneasy I am when you suddenly disappeared?"

"Just like the last time you suddenly disappeared, I can't accept not hearing from you for a long time."

"Qianqian, will you come back to the capital with me?"

"Come back with me, I don't want to be separated from you."

"Just now I wanted to beat that bastard to death, but then I suddenly thought that you might take this opportunity to quietly leave me, so I hurried back."

"Qianqian," Gu Huai grabbed Lin Qianqian's hands and begged bitterly, "Please, please, come back with me. Who knows, if I leave you, will you run away again?"

"No, no."

"How could I leave you? I have already expressed my feelings to you, don't you understand?" Lin Qianqian spoke very gently but she was struggling hard in her heart. She didn't want to be tied up by him!

God, she hasn't done anything yet.

Nothing was accomplished.

He wanted to disrupt all her plans.

She didn't like him much to begin with, and when his desire to control him was laid out in the open, she felt inexplicably suffocated.

"If you don't come back with me, I'll have no choice but to tie you up and take you back." Gu Huai said, holding her wrist tightly.

Lin Qianqian felt like she was in a secret room. The walls on all sides kept closing in on her, and the space she could move freely in became increasingly narrow...

She forced a smile and said, "If you love me, you should give me some breathing space, some trust, tolerance, and understanding."

"Do you know why I fell in love with you? What is the biggest difference between you and other men?"

Gu Huai watched her and listened carefully.

Lin Qianqian said, "You gave me space to be free and didn't discipline me."

"If you give me some proper freedom, I will love you more."

She sat down on his legs, held his face with her hands, and offered him her soft red lips.