Drunkard

Lu Haiying couldn’t hold it in anymore and started to cry.

“I’m really afraid of death. After I die, my parents will definitely go insane! They were already in their 50s. Who would take care of them?!”

She vividly recalled her day before leaving home, “I told my parents that I might become the female lead in the grand theater next weekend. The organizer gave me an exclusive ticket, so I could invite them to watch. My parents were especially happy. They never asked me to be wealthy and powerful. They only wanted me to live a peaceful and happy life.”

Lu Haiying lamented, “If I died, how could they live? When I was pulled into the vehicle by that man, I kept trembling in fear. That man raised his hand and slapped me several times. Then, he pulled my hair and looked at my face carefully…”

He said, “She’s quite pretty. No wonder she’s so stubborn! I’ve put in so much effort!” When his anger didn’t subside, he kicked Lu Haiying’s stomach.

“Ah! Ah!” Lu Haiying exclaimed. She covered her stomach and curled up.

The man grabbed her hair again and slammed her against the car window.

Lu Haiying’s head swelled up, and blood flowed out.

“This is really f*cking unlucky!” The man finally stopped when he saw that she was bleeding.

The driver frowned and said, “Are you f*cking crazy?” Don’t you know that blood is very hard to wipe off? Clean it up later!”

“You saw it too. She almost ruined it! If that old woman really calls the police, we’re all done for!” The man kicked Lu Haiying again.

Lu Haiying fell into a pool of blood. At that moment, she thought she was going to die…

When she woke up again, she found that she was locked in a basement with four or five girls inside.

Compared to the others, Lu Haiying’s condition was the best. One of them had her tongue pulled out, and another girl’s kneecap was dug out. Everyone had different degrees of irreparable injuries.

Lu Haiying glanced at the child sleeping in her arms.

“We didn’t have a marriage certificate, and we didn’t have a wedding. That night, I was ruthlessly taught a lesson. That man bought me to carry on the family line. There was a period of time when I felt that I was not a human, but an animal whose life and death could be controlled by others at will. I had no dignity, and then, I got pregnant. My life has become slightly better, but it’s only a little.”

She explained, “I didn’t even go to the hospital when I gave birth to this child. In the villagers’ opinion, it was only right for a woman to give natural birth. Even if something happened to the child, it was all up to fate! The day I gave birth, I felt like I died again.”

Lu Haiying looked at the child in her arms. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

“I love this child. He is a piece of flesh that fell from my body. But I also hate this child. My life has been ruined. I don’t know what my parents will think of this child after I return, and I don’t know what I should think of myself. When you were singing, I was hesitating many times whether I should bring him along or not.”

As Lu Haiying spoke, she rolled up her sleeves. Her arms were full of scars, and there were even more on other parts of her body.

“That man would go crazy and hit people when he was drunk. I was lucky that I wasn’t killed by him.”

She continued, “The child wouldn’t be able to sleep well without someone holding him because of that man. When the child was five or six months old, the man came back drunk and started to hit me. Perhaps he didn’t feel satisfied, so he slapped the child too! I didn’t know where I got the strength to snatch the child back and drive the man out… Actually, it wasn’t just for the child, it was also for myself. If the child was killed by him, I would be tortured by him again, get pregnant, and suffer the pain of childbirth once more. I don’t want to experience it again…”

Lu Haiying wiped her tears and said, “I’m going to call the police. I’m going to punish these people! They’re not humans! They’re all demons!”

Chen Weier hugged her with heartache and nodded.

“I’ll call the police too. None of them will be able to escape.” She touched the child’s tender face. It was hard to believe that such a young child had been slapped by a drunkard. To be able to survive was also a blessing in disguise!