The vixen's journey through time

Zhao Ling could never forget the stench-filled man who just covered her mouth, grabbed her with one hand and dragged her to the haystacks by the roadside.

She also couldn't forget the man who pressed down on her like a stone, making her unable to resist and struggle.

His eyes glowed with a strange red light, and his hands tore off her clothes like wild beasts, gnawing at her neck and chest like a pig.

The force seemed to want to bite off her aorta and suck her blood.

The force seemed to bite off a piece of her flesh to fill her stomach.

How scared and helpless she was at that time!

For a moment, a picture flashed through her mind.

A girl was unconscious in a wedding room, and a short and ugly man with a pockmarked face was waving a rolling pin...

It turns out that reincarnation really does happen!

It turns out that there is really retribution!

It turns out that whatever you have done, no matter good or bad, will eventually be rewarded to you in one way or another!

Zhao Ling's head was empty and her soul was soft. She felt like she was floating in the night sky.

In the starless night, she saw a dark shadow covering a woman, smiling crazily, as if she had seen some delicious food, and her mouth watered.

How disgusting!

Zhao Ling had stomach cramps and cramps and wanted to vomit.

With such a man and such an environment, would she really give up, give up resistance, and accept her fate?

No no no! How could she accept her fate? How could she admit defeat!

The college entrance examination has resumed! She can go back to the city!

Why should she lie here and be fucked by a disgusting man?

She doesn't want to stay here, she doesn't want to rot in the soil like the grass clippings beneath her.

How did Zhao Ling do it?

oh! Thinking of it, she remembered the pair of scissors hidden at her waist.

That pair of scissors that she would spend time and energy sharpening every day.

At the last moment, Zhao Ling's soul returned to its original position, her face expressionless, her hand groped to her waist, came to the slight bulge, and pulled it out hard.

With a ferocious look on her face, she took out the scissors, raised them high, and stabbed the man with a sharp look.

Look, how powerful she is!

Aren't you going to bite off my aorta? Then I will plunge it into your neck.

If one cut wasn't enough, she stabbed it again. If it wasn't deep enough, she turned left and right, and the scissors drilled deeper and deeper, seeming to string together the entire neck.

"what!"

The man screamed loudly, no less than a ghost in the night.

He slapped Zhao Ling, which made her dizzy for a moment. When she regained consciousness and could see, the man was gone, and only the smell of blood filled the air.

The pain on her face and the blood at the corner of her mouth reminded Zhao Ling that this was a nightmare.

Fortunately, she was not killed.

Zhao Ling smiled, thinking that her body might be cleaner than her heart.

so good! Only by keeping her innocence in the world can she prove that she is still a human being.

As for that man? That must be a beast.

She didn't know that man. He might be a man who couldn't be satisfied, or he might be a man with a restless heart.

He may also be a widower whose wife has died, or he may be a bachelor who has never tasted womanhood...

But at this moment, Zhao Ling hoped that the man would be a homeless man, so that no one would care about him even if he died.

He might stink and rot on some piece of land, or he might be eaten by wild dogs and jackals. No matter what, as long as no one noticed her, she would still have hope.

Hope?

Zhao Ling looked at the bright light of the Educated Youth Institute, but her eyes were dim.

She reached out and touched her face, which was already cold.

The wind blew by, and the tears on it were dried, just like the lake in her heart that was gradually drying up.

She couldn't help but ask herself, what kind of result would be worthy of having her organization wiped out and everyone betrayed her? What kind of ending is worthy of this journey of displacement?

Perhaps, life is an unsolvable proposition. No one can tell her the answer, and no one will be willing to help her.

creak...

"Who! Who is it?"

Zhao Ling was like a frightened bird, her face turned pale with fright at the slightest sign of disturbance.

creak creak...

"Who is there? Come out! Come out! Ah wu wu wu..."

Like a tightly stretched string, it suddenly broke without warning.

Zhao Ling broke down and cried. She didn't know if the man just left had come back, and she wasn't sure if it was the mantis stalking the cicada or the oriole behind him.

She was scared, she couldn't bear it, and she was so emotional that she burst into tears on the spot.

She didn't cry in that situation just now, but now she burst into tears.

It's catharsis, it's the aftermath of hopelessness, it's the helplessness of doing whatever you love, and dying if you want.

She cried for about a minute before the figure hidden behind the tree finally emerged.

However, when Zhao Ling saw the person clearly, her eyes darkened and her body collapsed to the ground.

"You, it's you!"

Zhao Ling put her hands on the ground and looked up at the man in front of her. The strange thing was that she was not surprised, as if she had expected this to happen.

yes! She knew she couldn't escape!

Such a terrible man, how could he let her go so easily when she touched his bottom line?

"Gu Yu, you really don't plan to let me go!"

She had already guessed it, right? As early as in Gu's house, he had murderous intentions towards her. If it weren't for the concern that Jiang Cha was present at that time, she would have been a cold corpse by now.

"Gu Yu, how do you want to deal with me?"

Zhao Ling asked casually, her tone was light, not out of curiosity, just out of habit.

Finally, when her end came, she was not afraid, and could kill without nodding her head. Look, she could also die calmly.

Because she was facing Gu Yu!

Gu Yu was the man she couldn't understand the most, dared not provoke, and feared the most in Wangjia Village.

She doesn't know Gu Yu very well, but she can see people. She has a pair of discerning eyes that can see into the depths of people's souls.

Gu Yu could be a good person or a bad person, but he was more likely to be a wolf. Of course, he is a loyal dog in front of a woman named Jiang Cha.

Zhao Ling closed her eyes and gave up her struggle completely.

However, one minute passed, two minutes passed, and soon five minutes passed...

The surroundings are extremely quiet. The wind blowing on the body can send cold into one's bones. It blows on the trees and evokes the greatest fear deep in one's soul.

Just like a person who was ordered to be executed imminently, she was obviously tortured but could not die.

She saw more and more injuries on her body, and the pain became more and more painful. She felt that the wall of her heart was being broken down bit by bit. She expected to cut through the mess with a quick knife, but the knife just wouldn't fall.

"Comrade Gu, what do you want?"