Late Into Night,Give Me a Cigarette

My adoptive father's slaps were flapping down, my head was powerless to one side, and my ears were buzzing and dizzy, and my sight became more and more blurred.

But I didn't dare to relax my vigilance. I thought instinctively that if I just passed out with my eyes closed, I might end up like this in my life.

My adoptive father saw that I was beaten honest and bent over again. I struggled powerlessly, and my right hand suddenly touched something.

I'm so familiar with it. It was the knife He Dong gave me four years ago. He asked me to stay with me for self-defense. So I've been carrying it with me for the past four years. If I hadn't changed my clothes just now, I wouldn't have put it here.

The moment I touched the knife, He Dong's voice immediately sounded in his mind. He said that if anyone picks your pants again, you will stab him to death!

It was like a dose of cardiotonic on my chest. My hand held the knife tightly and stabbed my adoptive father's arm without hesitation.

From my point of view, I can only stab him on the shoulder. Although I don't have enough strength, I just scratched blood out of his arm, but this is enough.

As soon as the knife went down, my adoptive father's body became stiff. Then an excited man stood up and turned his head to look at the wound on his shoulder.

Although the knife is not big, it is very sharp. I don't know how deep the wound was just that time ago, but blood flowed from the wound immediately.

My adoptive father was staring at his wound. I took advantage of this opportunity to climb out of his body and stumbled to the door.

Unfortunately, I just opened the door and ran for a step. My adoptive father grabbed my hair from behind and pulled it back with force. From the top of my head, my adoptive father's angry roar continued: "cheap girl! How dare you move a knife with me! I will let you know how powerful I am now

My scalp was pulled as if it was about to be torn from my head. I struggled desperately, thinking that even if I died, I would die outside, and never be dragged into the house by my adoptive father.

I was still holding the pencil knife, thinking that if I couldn't, I would give my adoptive father another knife.

I was still thinking about how to deal with the adoptive father, the results of a second in the hands of the knife was taken by the adoptive father, a throw on the ground.

In the process of struggling with my adoptive father, I saw he Donggang come in from the gate. I can be sure that he saw me and my adoptive father, and my heart suddenly filled with hope. I thought that as long as He Dong could shout a voice, he should be able to let me go.

But He Dong looked at us like that until my adoptive father dragged me into the house and closed the door. He Dong did not move.

"No --"

when I was crushed to the ground again, I yelled in despair and used all my strength to resist my adoptive father.

I don't want him to touch me. I really think he's disgusting.

"If you fuckin 'move again, believe it or not, I'll kill you now!"

I don't know if my adoptive father also saw he Dong. He seems to care about my cry now, so when I struggled to shout, my adoptive father covered my mouth and nose tightly with his hand.

Heavy hands pressed hard on my mouth and nose, so that I couldn't breathe at all, and my struggle gradually lost strength.

Maybe my adoptive father thought I had learned to be good-natured. When he relaxed his vigilance, I opened my mouth and bit my adoptive father's hand with one bite.

"Ah -" cried the adoptive father in pain, "let go! hurry up! Damn it! Let go

My adoptive father grabbed my dishevelled hair with the other hand and hit me madly.

When my head was hit, my mouth naturally let go of my adoptive father's hand. My adoptive father shook my bleeding hand, scolded me, and pulled my clothes with his hand.

I really don't have the strength to resist. Now I really regret that when I wanted to commit suicide four years ago, I might as well have died. Why should I live so shamelessly now.

The door of the utility room was dashed open from the outside, and the inferior door plank hit the wall fiercely and was bounced back. Then I saw he Donghong running in with his kitchen knife in his hands and his adopted father's back.

"Old man! You dare to move my woman! Look, I'm not going to kill you! Cut you to death! Cut you to death He Dong is totally out of his mind. He is like a wild animal with crazy hair. He holds a kitchen knife in both hands. When the knife rises and falls, his adoptive father's blood spurts out. He is all over his face!

After a long time of chopping, his adoptive father didn't move until he fell to the ground. He gasped heavily. His ferocious eyes were full of anger and looked straight at me.

I got up from the ground, scared and retreated again and again, leaning against the wall, looking at my adoptive father in a pool of blood. I was at a loss.

"Dead, dead?" I asked timidly.

"Better dead." He Dongshan came to me with a kitchen knife in his hand. He scared me to lean against the wall behind me and stare at him in panic.

He Dong stood still in front of me and said to me calmly and darkly, "I didn't tell you, who bullied you again would stab him to death? If you're dead, I'll go to jail for youI was so scared that I stammered for a long time before I said, "He Dong, why don't you call Mom back In case, in case of death... "

He Dong stares at me, half a day does not speak, a body to sit to my side, the back leans against the wall, low murmur sentence, "want to call you."

I saw the eye He Dong, and looked at the eye lying on the ground, full of blood on the back of the adoptive father, run out.

When I found my adoptive mother, she was playing mahjong with others. When I heard that my adoptive father was injured, she said that he was OK and could not die.

It was not until I said that my adoptive father was lying on the ground with blood all over his body. I didn't know if he was dead. My adoptive mother didn't know if he was dead. She lost mahjong and went home with me.

As soon as she entered the grocery room, she saw his adoptive father lying on the ground covered with blood, and He Dong, who was sitting against the wall with a kitchen knife.

Without saying a word, my adoptive mother turned around and gave me a big mouth, "you shameless bitch! Did you seduce your father again! My mother spent so much money on raising such a shameless thing as you

"Mom, I didn't..." I covered my face, covered his face and said wrongly.

"Shut up." The adoptive mother came to the adoptive father and kicked him with her foot. Seeing that he still had a tone, she scolded him for being an old man and deserved to die.

Then the adoptive mother went to He Dong and grabbed the kitchen knife in his hand and threw it on the ground. She ordered me, "go, pick it up! When people ask about it, you say you cut it! "

"I don't..." I took a step back, shaking my head.

"If I do things by myself, I will cut them down, and wherever I go, I will cut them off." He Dong stood up with a generous gesture.

As a result, his adoptive mother slapped his mouth and yelled at He Dong: "what hero are you playing! That's your father! You kiss Dad

"Bah! He's not my dad! If I didn't come back in time, he would have gone to sleep! He Qiu is my daughter-in-law! " He Dong didn't care about the slap of his adoptive mother. He was so excited that he roared, "if he dares next time, I'll cut him down next time!"

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