The bright moon in the entertainment industry

102. call

When I was young, I forgot how young I was.

I was really a child at that time, I didn’t know how to protect myself, I didn’t know how to dodge harm, I only knew how to shout my grievances and dissatisfaction to the world and adults.

I was beaten the first day, and went to class with that horrible face on the second day.

When someone asked about it, they still felt that they were very honorable and brave, and declared loudly that this was the result of fighting between themselves and the adults.

At that time, I was so young that I only knew how to move forward and didn't know pain.

———Jiang Liuyue

Jiang Liuyue was dreaming intermittently, her body was in severe pain, her head was heavy, her stomach seemed to be torn open, as if someone had used a knife to

A pointed knife was inserted and rotated repeatedly.

She opened her eyes in a daze, but before she could see anything clearly, her nose smelled the pungent smell of blood first.

Like a kitten who has been brutalized by someone, she feels a little dying, her hands and feet are so heavy that it doesn't look like her own.

Without any strength, I lay on the strange big bed.

It hurts.

She wanted to hold her belly and cry a few times. The pain from a strange place frightened her, and she just wanted to get up a little bit.

The stomach started to hurt and immediately twisted into a ball.

It took Jiang Liuyue a little effort to get up, and the buttons of his jacket that had been torn apart jingled and fell from the side of the bed to the floor, making a crisp sound.

She stared blankly for a while, then touched her lower body with her small hand.

The slimy feeling is disgusting.

The pungent smell of blood rushed from the tip of her nose to her brain, and finally to her stomach, making her almost vomit.

She looked at the black and red blood and unknown liquid on her small palm, and was stunned for a long time.

Can't remember exactly what happened.

When he was dragged into the room, forced to the bed, and his shirt was ripped off, he bit the impudent hand and cursed loudly.

Some unintelligible words.

and then?

She can't remember.

Anyway, the more emotional I get, the more I feel out of breath, my mind is blank, my breathing is uncontrollable, and my eyes are blurred due to lack of oxygen.

Pieces blackened.

The result is truly endless darkness.

The curtains were drawn in the room, and the light was dim. Jiang Liuyue sniffed, rubbed her bloody hands on the bed, slowly got up, grabbed the bed sheet, lifted her sore legs with difficulty, and slid out of the bed.

At that moment, I almost couldn't stand still, there was a warm current flowing down my thighs, I didn't wear jeans, and I wore a thin light pink base

The pants had already been smudged to a mess, unable to absorb any more liquid, and fell on the carpet tick-tock.

She wobbled for a while before standing still, and her eyes adapted to the darkness. Looking at the magnificent and strange room in front of her, she suddenly had a strange feeling.

unreal feeling.

Just like what was described in the novels I read when I was young, when I woke up, I came to a completely strange world

same.

"..."

She looked at her little hand again, the blood on it was rubbed onto the sheet, and the rest dried up, sinking deep into the palm lines.

in.

The fate is lonely, the parents are restrained, the sisters are not close, the brothers are not close, and the beauty is unlucky.

This is not her destiny, but her mother's.

When I was a child, my mother often hugged her and told some sad stories that she couldn't understand. At the end of the story, there would always be those words

Such a sentence, and then smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's really accurate."

Jiang Liuyue didn't believe in fate, and she didn't believe in it since she was a child.

Why do other people have a father and she doesn't? Why do children without a father have to be bullied?

Why do teachers and adults say that they are right? Why is it that a child who is said to be a bad child is really bad?

So she fiercely resisted this unpleasant world, fighting, skipping classes, smoking, drinking, swearing, playing truant, staying up late at night, etc.

Destination...

Come to Korea.

Jiang Liuyue thought that she had changed her established destiny.

The results of it?

Being a trainee is because of the money from my father, being a model is because of the money from my father, being able to be given special care is because of the money from my father, being popular is because of my father’s money.

Because of Han Zhenbin's money...

She really took the things given by others as stepping stones for too long, so it was taken for granted that she would be liquidated with interest today.

Chu? !

It's just a 15-year-old girl who doesn't know anything and doesn't know anything.

At all and back then, nothing has changed isn't it! ?

Jiang Liuyue felt more disheartened than ever.

Oddly enough, I didn't feel sad or sad at all.

She doesn't think about anything now.

Just want to go home.

Jiang Liuyue dragged her feet and walked towards the door step by step. The bright red blood seeped down her trouser legs, and finally meandered on the slender white skin.

On the ankles, it slowly penetrated and condensed into small crooked footprints.

Her fingers gripped the golden doorknob, trying to unscrew it.

It is locked.

She shook the lock again, using some strength.

But still motionless.

【let me out! !let me out! ! ! 】

Little Jiang Liuyue, no, little Jiang Xiaoliu crazily beating on the thick door, using his little hands to break it open with all his strength.

The golden yellow European-style doorknob with a cold luster.

【I want to go home! !I'm going to my mother's place! !I don't want to be here! ! 】

She screamed hoarsely, and her voice echoed on the high ceiling.

The door remained motionless.

Lock, stay still.

On the high ceiling, carefully painted portraits of angels and beautiful nobles stared at this young man with compassionate and kind eyes.

Child.

【let me out! ! !I want to go home! !I want to go home! ! ! ! 】

The little Jiang Liuyue's hands were red, her feet were numb, and her voice was hoarse. Finally, she knelt down on the ground and buried her head in her arms.

At the place, wept loudly.

"..."

Jiang Liuyue put her head on the door panel, took several deep breaths, covered her heart with her hands, stared at that and remembering

A strikingly similar doorknob in my memory.

History is always strikingly similar.

And the fate of the characters in it seems to have never changed.

Since it hasn't changed, she shouldn't have come to Korea.

How nice it is to be in China, although she can't go back to the home she wants to go back to, but at least, maybe, possible.

It's a little closer to home, isn't it?

"..."

She bit her lip, shaking her shoulders silently, wanting to cry.

She took deep breaths several times, her lips squirmed for a while, but she couldn't make a sound, her eyes were painful and uncomfortable, her eyelids were hot and uncomfortable, and she was dry.

Awesome.

If I had known earlier, I would not have come.

If I had known earlier, I would not have come here.

Obviously you can run rampant at home, as long as you hide from your father and don't get caught, you won't get beaten, you just pretend to be serious and don't play truant

You can shrink in your own place and read graphic novels and ghost stories. Obviously, as long as something goes wrong, you will yell and lose your temper.

can be solved.

There are so many obvious benefits, why I couldn’t see clearly before, felt suffocated, felt like hell, and ran away desperately

What? !

Why come here to work so hard, why come here to humble yourself because of others, why do you have to do so much

For the things I like, I just pretend that I am not afraid, I just pretend that I am not angry, I just pretend that I am happy.

Why on earth did she force herself so hard to only get such a sudden disaster.

Just rejecting someone's love, what crime did she commit? !

She never wants to come here again, she wants to go back, she wants to go back to China! !

Although my father is terrible, although it is terrible... But it seems that there is no such thing as being beaten if I don't make a mistake... This time, this time is not hers

Wrong, not her fault...

You must tell Dad, you must tell Dad, let Dad kill this bastard...

"..."

Jiang Liuyue slowly sat down along the door panel, buried her head in her knees, smelled the bloody smell all over her body, and suddenly felt

got scared.

Will it die?

Will he die because he was raped by a man! ?

Why are you still bleeding?

Why is it bleeding all the time...

She vaguely remembered reading some related news, saying that some girls were too young, and their lower body was torn apart by men.

He bled profusely, and finally his internal organs were removed, and he died a tragic death.

Jiang Liuyue suddenly became frightened, and touched her lower body with her small hand, and there was a lot of warm blood.

She carelessly wiped the blood from her hands onto the wall, and patted each other with her two small fleshy hands, as if to erase the dazzling and terrifying scars.

trace.

What to do? What to do? What to do?She is going to die soon! !

Jiang Liuyue bit her lip and stayed there for a while, then staggered to her feet, endured the painful pain of taking a step, and ran to the phone next to the bed

On the plane, I picked it up tremblingly and wanted to call an ambulance.

"…1,12,120……"

A broken voice came out of her hoarse throat, and she pressed the number on the phone with trembling fingers.

After a brief silence, there was a beeping sound of being unable to connect.

Jiang Liuyue was about to cry, but she felt a warm current slowly flowing down her thighs, as if there was something solid about it.

Xi, wouldn't that be her internal organs? !

She barely supported herself, and dialed 120 again, but no one answered.

"..."

Jiang Liuyue panted heavily, looking around this gorgeous but dark and cold room in bewilderment, wanted to cry a few times, but couldn't

Can't do it.

This world seems to have always been like this.

Drunk with money, drunk with wine, busy with traffic, whispering softly.

Only he turned a blind eye to those young hands calling for help, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

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