Siheyuan: Starting with level 8 benchwork skills

Taking advantage of this gap, Vera suddenly raised her lips and spurted out again, aiming at the target.

"Haha, Laugh out loud, Leona!" The moment she was hit directly by the saliva, Vera laughed out loud, without any intention of defense in her laughter.

"Alas, you ignorant woman!" Riona roared. The poisonous branding iron quickly drew the mark of "bad" on Vera's cheek, and the pain spread like lava, and the surface of the skin immediately showed signs of burning and spicy.

As the heat hit her, her face seemed to turn pale, and she cried out involuntarily. Although she tried her best to suppress the pain, Vera's eyes revealed a slight tremor.

Then, Leona burst into laughter, examining Vera's face as she struggled in pain from the burns. The black spots surrounding the burns seemed to be telling the elegy left by the skin after the burns. At this moment, the spirit girl finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the stunned Leona.

With a bang, the poisonous iron broke away from Vera's face and fell to the ground. The spirit girl hurriedly pulled up Vera who had fallen to the ground.

"Vera, what's wrong with you?" Tears welled up in the spirit girl's eyes as she hurried to provide assistance to the fallen Vera.

"It's nothing serious..." Vera forced a smile as she walked lightly, even though her face was so pale that it was frightening, and the dark mark on her right cheek was particularly glaring - the sweat on her forehead gradually slid along the line.

As soon as she finished speaking, Vera suddenly became shaky, and the spirit girl quickly hugged the trembling Vera.

The black hue on the upper part of Vera's face is caused by the iron burn. The scorched skin shows a ruddy scar with a black edge outline, which is a symptom of skin burns. The right cheek shows a light red line, which is exposed on the surface. The red mark is like the carving of ** - the mark is deep and visible, like an unforgettable mark left by pain: "bad"

The word "inferior" is so vivid and deep into the skin that it is unbearable to look at.

With tears in her eyes, the spirit girl looked at Riona beside her and said, "Why are you so cruel?"

Riona sneered and replied, "It is to punish you for your disobedience! I will never allow anyone to challenge the boundaries of Jiqing! Spirit girl, I tell you, only by adhering to your trust and promise to me can you stay safe. Once you betray me, the punishment you suffer will be beyond your imagination, or even more severe!"

After saying that, Riona turned and walked out of the room, leaving behind emptiness and thoughts.

Another situation:

Mou Yue took over the responsibility of the family...

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"I must keep my promise and not let you down, Riona."

Not wanting to look into the eyes of the spirit girl, Vera spoke softly, "You must remember, if you choose to betray me, your fate will never be better than what I describe now. Everything is determined by your actions."

After saying this confession, Vera drove away.

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This text is a rewrite and expansion of the original text. It attempts to re-imagine a different dialogue and course of action through similar plot twists, conflicts and changes in details, making the emotional conflicts between the characters more vivid, and incorporating more interactions and reactions between the characters to enhance the tension of the plot.

In a dark and dreary closed room, someone called Chuchu's name several times but received no response. Then, the person noticed that Chuchu seemed to have no signs of life, slowly put her body down, and then gently wrapped her in a blanket. The two of them walked together in the empty room, gently pouring the clear potion on Chuchu's face and wiping it carefully, as if guarding a fragile dream.

This person knew in her heart that in order to give Chuchu the possibility of continuing to breathe life into her, she first needed to ask Xiao Ziyu for permission, and now the only cold and hard stone floor in this room could be used as a temporary resting place for Chuchu. She treated every wound meticulously, the pain she had experienced before, and the scars left on her face by the new damage. She tried hard to clean every inch of the scar, and used ointment to ease it, while also doing her best to avoid touching those extremely sensitive areas.

Seeing her face wrinkled with pain and her lips closed due to the intense pain, Ling'er couldn't help but feel a deep sense of apology. To Chuchu, she was her one and only friend. Her sincere and genuine care turned into a kind of hurt at this moment - perhaps her way of caring for her was not appropriate. Chuchu seemed to be crying out because of the unbearable pain. Drops of tears slid down her wet eyes, making her already scarred skin even more wet. The pain made her struggle again, as if she was trying her best to avoid anything that touched the painful part.

Seeing Chuchu's pain, Ling'er's heart seemed to be torn apart. Guilt and self-blame flooded in like a tide. It was almost impossible to describe the heavy and sad feeling. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Chuchu, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you... I really just didn't mean it, I'm very sad..."

Tears in her eyes poured out like a waterfall, sliding down her cheeks uncontrollably. Faced with an action that might make the pain worse, she was eager to leave that place, even though Chuchu had already lost consciousness.

"I'm really sorry, Chuchu, I'm sorry... I can't betray Ziyu, I'm really sorry..." Ling'er's voice echoed in the room, accompanied by deep sadness. She finally couldn't bear the pressure and quietly fled from her hiding place.

Chuchu lay quietly on the wet ground. The marks on her face after the injury made the onlookers tremble. Her face showed purple, as if she had suffered some extreme torture. In fact, Chuchu's right cheek was deep purple due to the injury, accompanied by dark colors; below, it seemed to be painted with thick white and dark colors, forming a terrifying and disturbing picture: the skin on the cheek was like dry paper, and the white was particularly conspicuous and almost transparent. At the same time, the black part was even more shocking, as if describing the remains of a poisoning or serious injury. The face was extremely pale and gray, as if it was an exquisite facial painting, composed of various bright and terrifying colors, among which white and black were the most terrifying. The skin that was dyed almost paper white was like the face of a dead person. The black spots seemed to describe the remnants of being deprived of vitality by some cruel means.

She lay quietly in silence, in the deep night, the world around her was filled with thick darkness. Suddenly, a slight but powerful "creak" sound came into her ears from the door, followed by a trace of cold air accompanied by wet mist that quickly filled the entire space - right around Chuchu's wound.

“Ah—” Erin screamed in shock, her eyes staring ahead in a semi-daze. Rain condensed on her thick eyelashes and spread throughout her field of vision, blurring her sight.

Me, I am her daughter and she is her mother?

Whenever I think back to this role change and acceptance, my heart aches like a knife, and it is hard to describe the pain. It is filled with a deep sense of powerlessness and a conflicting emotion of struggling to survive. The emotional ups and downs, psychological pressure, and social doubts that a child suffers when he finds his mother again after losing his father are difficult to fully understand and sympathize with. We can only chew and digest them deeply in the deep sea of ​​our hearts.

She was so stubborn and brave that she could maintain her inner strength and toughness even in extreme pain. The "matriarchy" she respected responded in a cold and cruel way, twisting the strings of emotions that should have been rare and precious, and ruthlessly trampling on this sacred ground.

What should I do next? Should I choose to endure, escape or seek resistance? In this complex social environment, pursuing a touch of warmth seems to have become an unattainable ideal. However, I hope you can feel the warm and bright energy that is always burning in your heart, and it still shines with an immortal light even in the most ruthless reality.

When the long night falls after this endless challenge, remember that there are some lives that silently support us. Even if we cannot see them, they have cast eternal light in the depths of our hearts. Come on, with every step forward bravely, you will not only welcome the rainbow after the wind, but also the endless joy in the endless hardships and self-realization, and the glory brought by the achievements that you are proud of. May your experience inspire the world with courage, strength, and faith.

Therefore, dear Irene, keep moving forward. No matter how turbulent the external environment is, remember that the light and warmth in your heart always exist and can always be seen by the outside world. May you discover a unique and glorious path in your life journey, and build a solid foundation with every challenging experience, until you become a strong and powerful woman and your image appears in your dreams.

In every new sunrise, may your eyes be filled with brilliance and hope. I believe that every effort will leave a footprint, which will gradually accumulate into stars in the ocean of time, guiding your way forward and giving you an unprecedented sense of direction and motivation.

Therefore, keep going, every brave person. Let us face the challenges of the sea of ​​life together, and let our courage and pursuit become the halo on the road of others' navigation. I believe that after every attempt and overcoming, we will gain incomparable value and achievements, proving our inner strength and resilience. Let the challenges and hardships we have experienced become precious wealth and growth ladders in the future journey, and become a great journey that leads you and me to explore the true meaning of life together.

So, Irene, please take every step bravely. In this long journey, let every effort and every leap accumulate in your heart, build a strong and confident self-image, until you stand on your own stage to perform wonderful stories, and thereby illuminate the way forward for more souls. Let every brave soul shine with its own unique value, and finally gather into a dazzling galaxy, adding unparalleled charm and brilliance to the world.