Chapter 7 Section VII

Ning Xiaoyu didn't know where she was. The room with the stone wall did not have any windows, only a small opening under the locked iron door, through which the humid and chilly air penetrated.She tried to squat down and look out, only to see the same stone wall on the opposite side of the corridor outside.She guessed that this was a dungeon. A single lamp stands on the table, next to a plate of leftovers.The dishes were well prepared, they were all the things she likes to eat on weekdays, and they were piping hot when they arrived.But she has no appetite. Apart from the table, the only utensils in the room are a large bed, a wooden bucket with a lid for her defecation, and a box containing clothes.

A middle-aged woman came in five times a day, each time doing the same job: delivering meals, fruit snacks and tea; bringing the washed clothes; taking away Ning Xiaoyu's clothes; changing the toilet and bed sheets and quilts . There is only a difference between the morning and the evening: in the morning, the woman will stop by to clean the room; in the evening, she will bring a cloth towel and a basin of hot water to wash Ning Xiaoyu's body and hair. They never exchanged a word.From the woman's face like a wooden doll, Ning Xiaoyu knew that she would not speak at all. Ning Xiaoyu didn't even think about running away: every time the iron gate opened, there were always three tall and strong men standing outside.

Every day when she was alone, she would lie on the bed, motionless.Sometimes my mind is blank; sometimes I am thinking about the room at home, closing my eyes and imagining that I am back there... It wasn't really her "home", but it was the first time she and Lian Shou shared a small world.The surrounding furnishings were purchased by Sian Shou from various places, and she hung them up by herself... Whenever she fantasizes like this, she temporarily escapes from this prison... There was a violent convulsion in the stomach pouch.Ning Xiaoyu hurriedly jumped up from the bed, ran to the toilet, and opened the lid.

She retched for a while, but because she hadn't eaten anything today, she couldn't vomit anything.It took a while for the esophagus and stomach to return to calm. She was smiling with cold sweat all over her head. She stroked her swollen belly. She knew that the fetus was probably Wei Yishi's, but she didn't care, it was her blood and flesh.She knew that as long as it was born by herself, Lian Shou would definitely treat it as her own child. This certainly isn't her first pregnancy.She had had an abortion when she was back in her hometown in the country, and had two more abortions during the "Wannianchun" in Piaocheng.

She hadn't been pregnant during the time she was with Lian Shou, and she suspected that she might never be a mother again.For this reason, she had been secretly sad for a long time - she was very eager to give birth to a child for Lian Shou... At this moment, she heard the sound of the iron door being unlocked behind her, and her smile disappeared. --here we go again. She covered the bucket, went back to the bed and sat down, twisting her body to one side of the wall, without seeing Qi Chu coming in. The iron door closed behind Qi Chu.He was wearing a clean and expensive silk robe, and a cotton padded jacket embroidered with spray patterns. With his gloomy but still handsome face, he looked more like a courtier than a mafia leader.

He stretched out his hands behind his back and dropped a bundle of rope on the table. Qi Chu looked at the plates on the table and frowned. "Why don't you eat it? I remember these are your favorite dishes." Ning Xiaoyu has long made up her mind not to say a word to him. "Take off your clothes." She still sat silently.Before, she followed his instructions to take off her clothes, because she knew that it was useless to resist, and it would only increase the pain of the body.However, the joy of thinking about the fetus in the womb was suddenly interrupted, and she hated this man very much at the moment.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Qi Chu yelled, blushing, apparently having drunk a lot. "I told you to take off your clothes! You bitch, you should hear this sentence the most?" Ning Xiaoyu suppressed her fear and refused to turn her face away. Qi Chu stepped forward angrily, grabbed her by the hair, and forced her face towards him. "You must regret it now, right?" Qi Chu said with a smile. "Sorry for betraying me!" Ning Xiaoyu suddenly showed a smile.Qi Chu was stunned.Her smile was still as beautiful as before, so beautiful that it made his heart ache at this moment, and the fingers that were holding her hair loosened.

He has an urge to cry.The person I love the most and the person I hate the most are all concentrated on this beautiful face in front of me. "Let me tell you something." Ning Xiaoyu spoke to Qi Chu for the first time in four months here. "About half a year ago, Yu Runsheng, your former boss, ordered me to sleep with a man." Qi Chu's chest seemed to be pinched tightly. "The man took me to a place called 'Basuo'. It was a prison where the court's spies tortured prisoners. I have never been to such a terrible place. How can one person torture another person cruelly? As long as you You can see it in every way you can imagine. And right in front of your eyes, there are sounds and smells."

When Ning Xiaoyu said these things, she was still laughing. "That man took my clothes off right there, and then leaned on me. While his waist was moving, he looked at the tortured people around him without blinking—this man could only watch At these times, the words stand up. I did it to him like this, and I did it five times." The blood on Qi Chu's face receded.His lips were trembling, and his eyes were moist. "But I don't regret it, because I know why I did such a thing." Ning Xiaoyu even smiled proudly. "It's for him, your former fifth brother. I, a bitch, have seen too many men in the world. He is the only real man."

The slap slapped her soft cheeks hard, and she fell down in the middle of the bed with the blood from the corner of her mouth. Qi Chu tore her skirt with difficulty, and two beautiful breasts popped out.The eyes he watched were mixed with drunkenness and anger, and his face returned to coldness.He turned around and fetched the bundle of rope on the table, and began to tie her ankles. Ning Xiaoyu knew that this nightmarish night was about to start again, she temporarily treated her body as a dead thing. But still can't put away that smile.