Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

I didn't expect that under the clothes, her body was so scarred.

Jiang Cheng's face was full of pity. He gently stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the hideous scar right at the heart.

When my fingertips touched the rough skin, I seemed to be able to feel the pain and torture that had been suffered.

Then, he asked softly, "What's going on with this scar?"

The action of gently moving under the scar made Xia Li's body tremble slightly.

Charlie bit her lower lip tightly, lowered her head and slowly moved her gaze towards the raised, slightly red scar on her chest.

When her eyes came into contact with the ugly mark, her gaze froze instantly. Her originally bright eyes were now as lifeless as a deep pool of stagnant water.

His pupils contracted sharply, as if he wanted to bury the unbearable memories deep in his heart.

At the same time, the original blood color on his face quickly faded a little, becoming as pale as paper, which made people feel pity.

The hands that were originally tightly clenched together began to tremble slightly involuntarily.

The trembling did not come from any external stimulation.

Instead, it was as if an invisible chill was gushing out from the depths of her heart, tightly wrapping around her fingers.

The chill came with great force, like a surging tide, rising quickly from the bottom of her heart.

The blood flows madly to every corner of the body.

Wherever it passed, it brought biting cold and deep fear.

It made Xia Li shiver all over her body.

Those raised scars seemed to have life.

They were silently and unnoticeably reminding her of her nightmarish experience in Mexico.

Soon, the images from my memory came flooding back.

Xia Li's eyes gradually became empty and lifeless.

The soul was forcibly pulled out of the body.

It was as if I was once again in that distant and terrifying foreign country.

The dark and damp little house in my memory seemed to be swallowed up by darkness.

The air was filled with a suffocating stench that made people feel nauseous.

The source of the stench came from the pile of corpses in the corner of the room.

Like a thick haze, it enveloped the entire room.

In such a horrifying environment, Xia Li was pinned down on a large wooden table by several burly, ferocious-looking men.

They were like evil spirits from hell, their ferocious eyes revealing unconcealable greed and cruelty.

Under the glaring light, you can clearly see those cold instruments flashing a chilling light.

The doctor performing the operation was holding a cold scalpel, ruthlessly approaching her chest step by step.

The hand holding the knife was like the devil's claw from hell, exuding an evil aura.

As the distance got closer, the smell of death became stronger.

Every nerve in her body was screaming wildly, conveying deep fear.

Charlie's muscles tensed from the excessive exertion.

The veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to burst.

Sweat continued to seep out of his pores, mixing with the tears on his face and flowing freely down his cheeks.

He twisted and struggled, trying his best to break free from the restraints, but it was all in vain.

The resistance seemed so futile, and in the end it was met with a heavy blow.

This attack made Xia Li feel a black screen in front of her eyes and her vision began to become blurred.

The originally strong desire to survive gradually dissipated.

Although the pain in her body made it impossible for her to react further.

But her heart was still filled with endless despair and deep unwillingness.

His eyes seemed to be under a spell of immobilization.

She stared at the sharp blade that was stabbing towards her chest at a very fast speed.

She watched helplessly as the sharp knife flashed a chilling light and pierced her skin mercilessly.

Slowly dissecting her living body.

Straight to the still beating, living heart.

Every detail was presented so clearly before her eyes that she had no place to hide.

Now, although she has returned to a seemingly peaceful life, whenever she thinks of that experience, the fear will completely overwhelm her like a surging tide.

These suture scars were not only ruthlessly engraved on the surface of her body, but also penetrated deeply into the deepest part of her soul in an extremely cruel way.

Every quiet night, these scars will appear and disappear, like a demon lurking in the darkness.

It would jump out from time to time and tear at her nerves with its sharp claws.

Nightmares often woke her up in the middle of the night, with her hands tightly covering her chest and gasping for breath.

I was covered in cold sweat.

It devoured and tortured her soul all the time.

This makes her live cautiously in this seemingly ordinary world, like a frightened bird.

Xia Li looked at Jiang Cheng, who looked solemn, and after hesitating for a moment, she finally asked, "Is it scary?"

Her voice was as soft as a candle flame swaying in the wind, as if it would go out at any moment.

Jiang Cheng slowly raised his head after hearing this.

He gazed affectionately at Xia Li's beautiful yet slightly haggard face, his eyes as gentle as water.

Then he leaned down gently.

He gently touched the edge of Charlie's scar with his warm lips.

His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid that the slightest force would hurt her again.

"It's not scary." Jiang Cheng murmured softly, his words filled with endless pity and heartache.

"I just can't imagine how much pain you went through at that time..."

Jiang Cheng's words made Xia Li's eyes slightly widen.

In an instant, a crystal clear teardrop appeared like a pearl that had broken off the string.

It quickly slid down from the corners of her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water.

However, in just a blink of an eye, Charlie put away all her outward emotions.

She quickly sat up straight and then turned around.

With both hands, he skillfully and quickly pulled up the taken-off clothes.

He put on his clothes slowly with an expressionless face, and every movement seemed so mechanical and stiff.

Looking at Jiang Cheng's eyes full of pity, Xia Li slowly lowered her head.

For her at this moment, such pity was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the most vulnerable corner of her heart.

The re-emergence of painful memories completely disrupted her life, which she thought had returned to peace.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng's gentle caress and tight control just now did not arouse any lust in her heart.

On the contrary, at that moment, the scene of herself lying naked on the cold operating table involuntarily emerged in her mind.

The feeling of helplessness and despair surged up into her heart uncontrollably, making her shudder.

Jiang Cheng watched the scene quietly. Although he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, he did not try to stop Xia Li's actions at this moment.

Although she knew that Xia Li was interested in her, at this moment her heart was filled with helplessness in confronting the world.

At such a moment, it would undoubtedly be unfair and irresponsible to forcibly possess Xia Li.

That's why Jiang Cheng said just now that it was the first time he felt that the psychological perception skill was so disappointing.

But if it weren't for the system's control over loyalty.

Just based on Xia Li's past life experience which was full of twists and turns and hardships.

I was afraid that if I was not careful in the way I treated her just now, I might have been twisted off my head by Charlie's legs without even realizing it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng immediately thanked him silently in his heart.

Thank the system for not killing me.