"You cry every day and every night. Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet. Why do you cry? You can't even grow a baby, so what right do you have to cry?!"
The palms were hit until they were numb, and the baby's breath became weaker and weaker. The people in the ward called the doctor, and Lin Qiao barely survived.
A month later, Luo Jinyu improved after taking medication, and she returned home with her baby, who had just reached full term.
The situation at home was very bad, and she was heartbroken to see it.
Plants in the field were necrotic in large areas, and several acres of land yielded no harvest. Today is another day when agricultural and commercial groups come to harvest grain.
Lin Deshun couldn't sell much grain, and with taxes, he worked for nothing for a whole year, sitting on the sofa with a depressed expression.
Seeing his wife coming back with the baby in her arms, he smiled coldly and mocked with a dark expression: "It suddenly rained acid rain on the day you gave birth to the baby. I didn't close the shed. I didn't make a dime last year, so I gave all the money to you." You, it’s hard to even eat at home now, if I were a son I wouldn’t tolerate it, but Luo Jinyu, you are so intolerable, you lied to me.”
He stood in front of Luo Jinyu with his strong body, picked up the pan next to him, and pulled it on her body. His fierce attitude seemed to compensate for all the physical damage.
She let out several shrill screams, "I was wrong!"
"We have no son, no money, and now the land is polluted. We have nothing! Because of this girl, this broom star! We have nothing!"
The innocent baby was thrown into the corner of the sofa, looking at Luo Jinyu lying on the ground with her round eyes being beaten. She looked up at her innocent appearance, and the hatred in her eyes turned into a blazing fire.
It would have been better if she hadn't been born.
If only she hadn't been born!
After Lin Deshun had finished beating him, he threw the pot aside, took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. He took a breath and asked, "What are you going to do with this child now?"
After a while, Luo Jinyu slowly got up, endured the pain, and said tremblingly: "We can't kill her. We have spent a year to make up for it on her body. We will make up for it on her body."
Her pain could not be in vain, so she chose to return all the pain to her young and innocent daughter.
How much does a baby need to eat? As long as he doesn't die and can grow up, that's fine.
The son still needs to be born, and the wife still needs to be raised at home. When the child grows up, he will barely be considered a labor force. Lin Deshun thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to Luo Jinyu's method. He can't really lose both people and money, and gain nothing. .
Lin Qiao's name was also chosen casually by Lin Deshun.
The reason why her name is Qiao is simply because Lin Deshun thinks she is a liar, pretending to be the product of her son's failure. She is fake, bad, and evil.
She was so strong when she was born, but later became so pale and thin.
Lin Qiao thought about countless possibilities of being hated and still surviving, and now she realized that the reason why she could grow up was to repay the losses she had caused to Lin Deshun and Lin Deshun in that year.
But the weather was not under her control, and her gender was not under her control. She came into this world with nothing but innocence, but she became the initiator of all evil.
No wonder Luo Jinyu always hated her so much, no wonder.
She has truly never been loved.
Time passed little by little, and the white and fat baby gradually became a girl with burns all over her body, living as humbly as a dog at home.
She has nothing to like, no human rights, she has endured all the malice from this world, her eyes are as empty as a walking zombie, and there is no trace of life in her.
Chu Ji also acted as a bystander and intuitively felt Luo Jinyu's entire psychological journey from her perspective.
Before meeting Lin Qiao, he had never experienced this special emotion. When he was withdrawn from Luo Jinyu's long memory, his heart hidden in the depths was grasped invisibly, making him frown and gasp in discomfort.
This was even more uncomfortable for him than getting into Lin Yu's mind to peek into the past.
As a baby, Lin Qiao was only as big as a hand. Her eyes were full of longing and curiosity about the world, and such vivid and beautiful colors filled her surroundings.
He had no way to intervene. He could only watch that face become pale and lifeless, watch that thin body fragile and easily bear the atrocities of her parents, watch the colors continue to collapse, and the stains on her body melt into the gray world. More and more, almost assimilated into that world.
Now that Lin Deshun and Lin Qiao have been killed, any revenge method the monster can think of cannot be staged a second time.
He was a little anxious, trying to alleviate this uncomfortable emotion.
His eyes returned to Lin Qiao's face as an adult. Under His tentacles, her body began to grow stronger, her dark skin began to turn white, and her black hair became jet black and bright. She was still so beautiful, even more so. Beautiful.
He closed his fingers and held Lin Qiao's wrist, dragging her into his arms.
"I want to comfort you, Lin Qiao." The monster asked in a low voice, "What else do you need me to do?"
Her depressed mood indirectly affected his view of the world, and his mood also became depressed.
The soft black and red tentacles squeezed into her hand at some point, bringing Lin Qiao's consciousness back with scorching warmth.
She threw away her tentacles and instead held the human porcelain white palm on her leg. She held it close to the monster's chest like a pearl returned to a shell, letting it completely wrap her up.
The warm temperature was enough to melt her frozen mood.
She exhaled slowly, smelling the peace that the indescribable fragrance on His body brought to her.
Chu Ji wrapped the softest part of his body around her back, and the two of them were close to each other in the car, inseparable.
"That's good." Lin Qiao whispered.
The monster hugged her quietly, and his anxiety had eased. If possible, he could maintain the position of holding her in such a narrow and smelly environment forever.
Unfortunately, the presence of the two corpses next to them was too strong.
Lin Qiao lowered her eyes and looked at her parents through the intertwined tentacles, "Originally, I only felt incomprehension and hatred towards Luo Jinyu, but now I understand, she is so pitiful."
Chu Ji couldn't think of anything to say, so he could only say: "The only thing they did right was to give birth to you. Now that your parents are dead, we will always be together from now on."
Forever again.
He seems to enjoy juxtaposing this word with "together."
Lin Qiao was slightly lost in thought, thinking that in the eyes of the monster, she was a shining light bulb with a special function, used to illuminate his world, and a special sachet equivalent to the presence of an attractant, which fascinated him.
These are all inherent characteristics of the body, and they are also the reason why the monster is willing to bow to her, otherwise she would have died after she cut off the tentacles.
Lin Qiao also always understood.
