After escaping, the scum attack stalked me

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Qin Haotian came to pick me up.

I went back to that house again, but it was only a few days ago, so it felt like a long time had passed.

Walking for the first time after the car accident, I was not used to it, and my left leg was obviously struggling to walk.

Qin Haotian grabbed my hair vigorously and walked into the room. I struggled and grabbed my hands randomly in mid-air. My legs were not fully adapted to walking. I couldn't use my strength while walking, so I was dragged in by him.

Until he threw me away, kicked my chest and knocked me down on the bed cabinet, I groaned in pain and fell to the cold floor.

Immediately afterwards, he dragged my body and threw it on the bed, and tied up my limbs with thick ropes. I resisted, but it was useless.

Qin Haotian didn't say a word the whole time, just controlling everything with his cold eyes.

I was dizzy and hung up in mid-air by him.

"Ah..." the long and thin whip was whipped, and the pain made tears flow out of my eyes, followed by one whip, two whips, three whips...

My screams echoed throughout the dark room.

After going on for an hour, the pain in my body was almost unbearable now, and I was in so much pain that it hurt even to breathe.

The door opened, and a ray of light came in. My blurred vision seemed to see two figures.

It was as if someone lifted me up.

Less than 2 minutes later, I was thrown into the snow in the back garden.

The house's only door into the rear garden was closed.

He drank his hot coffee with great interest and sat there watching my performance with a sneer.

I can't feel the pain anymore, the most intuitive feeling is cold, bone-piercing cold.

Wearing only a thin long-sleeved shirt, I was shivering from head to toe in the cold. I folded my arms and my lips trembled. The shoes probably fell off when Qin Haotian dragged me into the house just now. I stepped on them with bare feet. In the snow, it was like stepping on sharp glass, making it difficult to move an inch.

In winter as cold as Beijing, if he hadn't planned to let me in, I would probably die here in a few hours.

I can't die, I have to leave Beijing, I want to see the outside world, I want to spend my old age with my grandpa, I can't die.

Qin Haotian found it very interesting, watching the man outside jumping up and down like a funny clown.

Qin Haotian didn't care when he saw the man slamming on the French windows, opening his mouth wide at him, yelling loudly that he didn't know what he was talking about.

I watched him finish his coffee leisurely and go upstairs, completely ignoring my plea for help.

Somewhat desperate.

The kind of despair that comes from the person you love the most.

Ha ha.

I just stood in the snow field in the back garden, watching the snow fall bigger and bigger.

And I was about to freeze into a stiff person, almost unconscious.

One last thought before I pass out: stop liking snow.

Qin Haotian's methods of torturing people are really unbearable for ordinary people. When I woke up, my body was still trembling uncontrollably. I didn't know where I was, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

My legs were so cold that trying to stand up hurt like being pricked by needles. My hands touched the cold floor. I could only climb and grope forward little by little.

I absolutely cannot die here, I want to get out alive.

I thought this belief would last until I had a chance to negotiate with Qin Haotian, but it didn't.

The light came on suddenly, hurting my eyes, and I instinctively covered my eyes.

Qin Haotian came back, his face was piercingly cold.

Wearing a slim suit and wearing leather shoes, he approached me step by step.

The sound of the shoes echoed in the empty space of Nuoda.

He stood, I crawled, different positions, different results.

This silent contest is still going on.

He stared at me with a sneer, without saying a word.

I remembered that being outside last night inspired my will to survive, and I called out to him for help, but he ignored me.

I knew it, and now I beg him again, and the result is the same.

I didn't look at him again, all the strength of my whole body was on my upper body, and my elbows crawled towards the exit position little by little.

The sound of his footsteps was behind him, walking and stopping.

Suddenly a whistle sounded from behind, and a huge black Tibetan mastiff crawled in domineeringly and viciously. It was tall and black all over, and its two rows of sharp teeth shone white, which made people feel fear at first glance.

It just stood in front of me fiercely like a wolf.

Face to face.

I immediately froze in place.His heartbeat suddenly tightened, and he wanted to shrink back nervously.

"Are you afraid?" Qin Haotian's voice sounded from behind.

The tears welling up in my eyes were almost overflowing, I bit my lip to keep from making a sound of grievance.

I'm afraid, why not?

"It's called Gesang, it likes to make friends, why don't you play with it."

"No... don't do this, Hao Tian, ​​I... I'm afraid."