Chapter 10 The Trick of Fate

Just as I was about to enter Ya'er's body, Ya'er, who had forgotten her love, suddenly woke up, struggled to push me away, and kept shouting, "No! No! The wind! Stop, you can't touch me again! I'm already dirty! You can't do this anymore. I don't deserve to be your Yaer anymore..." After saying that, he cried loudly.

I was so horny that I seemed to have been poured with a large pot of cold water, and I regained my senses and stared at Ya'er, wondering what Ya'er would tell me next. Why did she say she was dirty? Could it be... Thinking of this, my heart twitched violently.

Yaer didn't wear any more clothes, but rolled up her ** body into a ball. She felt a little hurt and looked helpless. Looking at her, my heart seemed to have been stabbed a few times!

Yaer was still crying. She cried sadly. It was very powerful. There was no sign of hearing it. For a long time, she choked and said, "Wind! Yaer actually loves you, whether you ignore Yaer or not, whether you hate Yaer or not, whether you told me to stay or not, Yaer doesn't care about this, all I know that I like you, before, now and in the future..."

I didn't say anything. I knew that Ya'er hadn't finished what she wanted to say.

"In fact, three years ago, I knew you couldn't bear to part with me, but at that time you were very confused and didn't understand what emotion was. Why didn't I? You can't talk, so you choose to be silent, but you know? Your silence deeply broke my heart..."

"I'm sorry, I know I was bad before..." I can only say I'm sorry, otherwise what else can I say?

Yaer smiled bitterly and said, "Life is really easy to play tricks on people. After I dropped out of school, I went south to work. At first, I entered a factory, but I met a bad person and met a lustful boss..."

Hearing this, my heart suddenly tightened and my expression became complicated.

"I can't help it. I didn't know until I left school until the society. In fact, knowledge is really important. I gave up my studies. In fact, I was just a junior high school student and couldn't find a good job. As a result, I was ** by that damn boss..."

"What!" I almost jumped up and hit the sofa with my right fist. The wound that had just been stitched may have cracked again, but I didn't make a sound.

Yaer slowed down and continued to say, "This is nothing. The boss was tired of playing with me and handed me over to the nightclub. In this way, I became a dancer, specially for those lustful men to dance **. For the sake of life, I betrayed my soul again and again."

I grabbed Ya'er's shoulder, shook her, and roared crazily, "Then why don't you come back? Why are you still in that damn place?"

Yaer sneered and snorted, "Ha ha, come back? Do you think I don't want to? They took all my IDs and took my nude photos. If I steal, they will post my photos to the magazine! How did I live at that time?"

I was crazy, tore my hair with self-abuse, supported the sofa with both hands, and howled in a low voice.

Then Yaer spread out her hands to me: "Do you see these needle eyes? Do you know what this is?"

I stared at Ya's godless eyes and choked. I knew that it was caused by drug abuse, but I couldn't say it. Tears slipped mercilessly from the corners of my eyes. I felt like I was about to suffocate. It hurts, really hurts...

"At that time, although I was a dancer, I had not fallen yet. But later, those men came up with me again, and they actually partnered to inject me with drugs!!"

Yaer took a deep breath and then said, "Since then, my whole life has been ruined... I'm degenerated and sinking. My body is dirty, so, wind, you'd better not touch me again. It's not that Yaer won't give it to you, but that I'm afraid that Yaer will also dirty you. Now you are excellent, really excellent, forget Yaer. Well, I don't deserve to be your baby anymore..."

I confessed in pain, beating myself and slapping the sofa: "Yaer, I hurt you. It's all my fault. Why didn't I leave you at the beginning... My regret..." I just felt that I hadn't cried so sad for a long time. Tears seemed to be like the river on the dike, pouring down.

Yaer saw that the wound that had just been sutured in my right arm oozed red. She reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up from the sofa with her body and entered her room. For a moment, he came out in a pure suit.

"Feng, don't blame yourself. I asked for everything. It's none of your business. I'll go out and buy you some hemostatic medicine. Take a break..." After saying that, Yaer opened the door and left.

Looking at Yaer's thin back, my heart is dead.

I sat numbly on the sofa, ** my body, like a walking corpse.

Pain, regret, anger, confession... All kinds of tastes hit my heart one by one, and the soul seems to be no longer on me, leaving only an empty body...

Tears can no longer save everything. Reality always gives you a heavy blow under your most unacceptable circumstances! Life always seems to be playing hide-and-seek with me, but when I find the answer, it is so unacceptable that I can't accept it...

How should I choose? To re-accept a girl who was deeply hurt by me, but now she is a dancer, a lady and a drug addict? Or forget her and think that there is no such woman in my life from now on? A difficult choice...