The love value of fast crossing space

Chapter 32

The girl's voice became softer and softer.

"Let's rape his wife together, she is a mob's woman anyway, let her be punished as she deserves."

The system's heart skipped a beat.

... Is it a righteous one, or is it a conspiracy.

The topic changed suddenly, the girl lowered her voice and spoke on her own.

"Chen Qiong is very afraid of pain. She once said that she was afraid of pain when she was very young."

"She loves to laugh, so she is very popular with those children."

"She is a very good person, just like her husband, the man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, very right."

"Two people came to this remote village from the motherland not far away. They didn't think about leaving anything behind, but they were doing meaningful things."

"Her husband often jokes that his wife is powerless, but Dafang is actually very scared when things happen. He asked me to take care of her when I have the opportunity."

"I... finally broke my promise."

The system is silent.

"...I'm late."

The voice was so hoarse that the system almost thought it was an auditory hallucination.

The girl's flesh and blood seemed to be chilling little by little, "I only saw the final outcome."

"I saw that person... being humiliated to death."

"Being coaxed and watched in front of everyone, countless people are eager to try."

"In the end, just like that, unseemly, dirty and dead."

"And the handsome man who loved her from afar didn't know that his lover, the people of the land he guarded, abused one by one, and finally... died with such no dignity."

Since that day, she has never set foot in Afghanistan again.

"it's not your fault."

After a long silence, the system could only say this dryly.

Even though it knows, it doesn't work.

The past has already formed a stiff and ugly scar on the host's heart.

……

sunny.

During the third class break in the morning, Song Ling's pen was sketching on the preview textbook, but finally stopped slowly.

He looked up at the blackboard in front of him.

The boy's delicate eyebrows and eyes were very pale.

But when he looked away, he paused at the table next to him from the corner of his eye.

vacancy.

……not coming.

The boy seemed to stop looking at the sky for several seconds.

Yesterday afternoon, he did go a little too far.

I don't know which sentence they said in the stairwell, which made him calm down suddenly, and felt a little cold that it would be good to just be explicit.

So the wording is cold and straightforward, without embellishment.

But...whether he comes or not has nothing to do with him.

Song Ling lowered his eyes and looked calm.

This might be the right decision.

Perhaps, she will give up because of this matter, and no longer have unnecessary hopes for him.

Chu Miaomiao is the representative of the Chinese class. When handing out the homework, she frowned when she saw Lin Xueshang's vacant seat.

She murmured in a low voice, "Why didn't you come, I can't really meet..."

A classmate next to him was surprised, "Why, what do you know?"

Chu Miaomiao glanced at Song Ling subconsciously. The young man was writing a question in his notebook, and he seemed to have not paid attention to it.

She whispered, with some hesitation, "I met Lin Xueshang near our alley last night. In the middle of the night, her clothes were a little torn, and there was blood on her body, as if she had lost her soul. Looking at me was like seeing a stranger Same, cold, a little nervous, so scared that I didn't even dare to say hello."

A soft sound.

A long, uncontrollable scratch appeared on the clean page.

The boy's fingers touched the nib of the pen, and the slender fingertips were instantly stained with ink.

　The new book has just been released, it’s still in the free period, no subscription and no full attendance, it hurts, I’m so poor, I’m a girl who eats dirt fighting
　　
　
(End of this chapter)