Chapter 258 Who Said You Are Dirty

At that time, her husband was still alive, and their relationship was not so stiff.

Her female celebrity is the best in the town, and almost all women will come to her for advice. Therefore, aunt Huawu’s inferior needlework, she recognized it at a glance.

Xi Yue didn’t speak, and put the sachet on her body. Gathering the scattered long hair of the dead girl, taking a closer look, picking out a delicate and expensive bead flower from the space bag, combing and fixing her bun again.

Then he covered her with a bedding and walked to the innermost part of the room.

In the three bunks in front of him, lying on the three surviving women. Several tenant women, fearing that they would do stupid things again, kept guarding almost every step of the way.

Xi Yue nodded slightly to say hello to the tenant women, and then looked at the three women.

They are not very old, around ten years old. The youngest one has short hands and short feet, perhaps only twelve or thirteen years old. However, combing is obviously a woman’s bun. Muddy eyes, as hollow and numb as her companion.

Xi Yue approached her and sat down by her bed.

The little girl trembled, curled up trying to retreat, but couldn’t go back. When Xi Yue gently touched the white cloth covering her neck wound with one hand, her whole body began to tremble.

“Does it hurt?”

The gentle voice eased her extreme panic.

She tried her best to control her own tension and looked at the man with the golden mask in front of her.

She is dressed in a plain dress, like the look in her eyes behind the mask, clean and full of warmth.

She knows this person.

Every companion around him is familiar with this girl who wears a golden mask and never shows her face before.

She and her friends not only rescued them from Sea of ​​Bitterness, but also gave them a place to shelter they had never dreamed of.

But precisely because of this, for her approach, her comfort, she became more and more embarrassed.

“dirty……”

Xi Yue could hardly hear the broken sound that she could barely squeeze out of her painful throat, unable to move her body.

Seeing her question, the little girl struggled again, trying to spit out two words: “I am dirty…”

Don’t touch me, stay away from me! I am dirty and will smudge you!

Xi Yue silently witnessed the desperately trying to express the meaning in the other’s eyes, as if something was choking in her throat and it was difficult to swallow.

“Where is it dirty?”

After a while, she smiled, and touched the little girl’s sweat from her forehead because of her anxiety: “These Big sis Aunts have helped you to wash them clean. I don’t see where you are dirty.”

“Who said you… are you dirty?”

Her soft voice brought out a sharp tone: “If you want to say dirty, it is the bandits who hurt you men!”

The little girl lay quietly, feeling the warmth of her palm, and gradually, tears rolled out of her deep-set eye sockets.

Not only her, Ding Ni’s eyes were also red. Several tenant women raised their sleeves and wiped their eyes.

“We have cleaned out those dirty things,”

Xi Yue held the little girl’s hand and looked at the other two lying women with breath: “You can raise them with peace of mind. This is your shelter.”

“if……”

She emphasized: “If you feel that you no longer have a home, why not treat this as your new home? I promise, I will do my best to take care of you as family members!”

A woman on the bed whimpered. While crying, he said intermittently:

“Even the real family members don’t want us anymore, they hate us for being dirty…the world is so big, how can there be a place for us!”



The collapse of a girl with red hemorrhoids is like the last straw that crushes a camel, and it is like a domino effect.

I saw the girl with red hemorrhoids who was abandoned by her mother and refused to recognize her and went to ruin. The six women in the same room felt the same way.

Therefore, when the numbness and the joy of being rescued passed, the shame returned crazily. After the girl with red hemorrhoids, they all agreed and chose to commit suicide.

Xi Yue put the little girl’s scrawny hand back into the bedding, got up, looked at the woman who was crying miserably, and then looked at the door, and the many women standing silently outside the window.

“Don’t be afraid of death…”

Her voice turned colder and stern: “Are you still afraid of living?! The world despises you. If your family abandons you, you have to die? If you die, can they change their view of you?”

“Your life belongs to yourself, not to any outsider. Now I give you this opportunity, why can’t you live arrogantly and happily for yourself?”


“Laugh for yourself, cry for yourself. Happy for yourself, sad for yourself. Life is alive, everything is animist. Do you need to trust all your own happiness, anger, sorrow, and even life, on the approval of others?”

There was a dead silence all around.

Xi Yue glanced around, even Ding Ni lowered her head thoughtfully. She sighed and suddenly didn’t want to say more.

“Life is your own, and you are the masters. Think about it all, I will say it all.”

Finally, he glanced at the little girl and the two women, and walked out of the room that suffocated her.

Opposite, Aunt Hua Wu ran over in a hurry, with a worried look on her face.

Seeing Xi Yue, she was stunned, stopped at a distance, adjusted her dress, and straightened out the two strands of hair she ran out of. Convinced that there was no gaffe, he was filled with smiles and greeted Xi Yue.

“Aunt Hua, are you okay, so anxious?”

Xi Yue asked her lightly.

“Ah… hey…” Aunt Hua Wu was embarrassed for a while: “It’s not, it’s not that I heard that something happened here last night, I, let me see if I can help. Anyhow…I am also a town committee member.”

“So,”

Xi Yue looked at her with a deserted look: “The Fifth Aunt Hua came just right, to help them bury the five girls they saw shortly last night!”

“Five?!”

Aunt Huawu was a little shaken. Then there was a shock, and when he saw a small dilapidated sachet that Xi Yue took out, it was completely turned into a wooden stake.

Xi Yue put the sachet in her trembling hand outstretched, and slowly said: “This, it was left by a girl with red hemorrhoids between her eyebrows. When you buried her… Her.”

Pop, the sachet fell to the ground.

Aunt Huawu felt that she hadn’t connected.

She was in a trance before her eyes. When she finally bent over and picked up the broken sachet, she got up and Xi Yue had already walked far.

She stood there blankly, looking at the sachet in her hand.

People are constantly coming and going around. From time to time, someone looked at her curiously.

But she just controlled herself.

Turning his head, he didn’t go to the place he wanted to go in the first place.

Aunt Huawu didn’t recognize her poor daughter after all.

Even when the five women who committed suicide were buried, she did not show up.

For some people alive, face is above all else. The five women who have no background or even left a name have only one monument without a word.

The only thing that comforted Xi Yue was that after this, no matter how difficult it was, the group of women who were rescued did not commit suicide.

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