In the middle of the night, a boy tied with hemp rope leaned weakly against the dirty wall of an abandoned warehouse.
He didn't know how long it had been since he was kidnapped. The kidnappers gave him only a little food and water, just enough to keep him alive. Not to mention escaping, he didn't know if he could survive this ordeal.
His eyes were covered with cloth, and he couldn't see anything. During the day, one of the kidnappers would curse and whip him. He knew one of them was a man based on his voice.
Although the beating was painful, it was better than what he faced during the night. When the temperature dropped, he would hear the door open and a woman touching his body.
He felt his stomach churn every time she touched his body with her greasy hands, but he endured the disgust and humiliation.
If he resisted, the woman would beat him and take off his clothes. Rather than being stripped naked by an unknown woman, he would rather stay clothed and keep the little bit of dignity he has left.
Tonight, he thought he would face the same situation again, and he couldn't help but feel fear and disgust.
But after waiting for a while, he didn't hear the sound of the door opening. Instead, he heard the sound of planks being removed and the low grunt of someone falling, coming from behind.
His body was tense from fear, and he yearned to run away, but he didn't have the strength to speak, let alone run.
Not long after, he heard slight footsteps and the rustle of clothes.
The next moment, he felt the cloth covering his eyes being taken away, and then a soft voice sounded, "Brother, what are you doing here? Are you playing hide and seek?"
Since he couldn't see the light for a long time, it took him a while to adjust his eyesight to the moonlight outside the window. He quickly looked around and found himself in an abandoned warehouse.
He turned around and saw a chubby little face with big eyes looking at him curiously.
"I.."
When he spoke, his throat felt like it was on fire, and his voice was hoarse like sandpaper.
The little girl took out a small bottle from her bag and said, "Brother, do you want to drink?"
He nodded, and the girl fed him some water. Because he drank too fast, he choked on the water.
The little girl patted his back gently and asked again, "Brother, why are you here?"
After calming down, he said, "Little friend, I was kidnapped by bad guys. Can you help me escape?"
The little girl looked at his bruised body and swollen wrists and legs.
After thinking for a while, she pointed at the hemp rope and asked, "Brother, can you walk like this?"
When the boy heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "There is a knife on the table. You can use it to cut the rope."
The little girl went to find a knife and came back to help him cut the rope clumsily. The knife belonged to him and was taken away by the woman when she took off his clothes.
After the rope was cut, the little girl helped him stand up. But before they could escape, the door was opened. A fat and ugly woman stared at them in disbelief.
Seeing a cute little girl holding the boy, she got angry and said, "Little bitch, how dare you touch him?!"
The little girl let go of her hand in panic, but the boy held her wrist and stood in front of her to protect her.
The girl looked at his back and saw that his back was covered with whip wounds. His white shirt was stained with blood like spider lilies in bloom.
"Brother, you are bleeding," she said with worries clear in her milky voice.
Seeing him protecting the little girl, the woman's eyes were filled with jealousy. Although the boy is only 13 years old, he is taller than his peers and has inherited the good looks of his parents.
His face is a combination of beauty and masculinity that can charm people until they lose their minds and fall into the abyss. Due to his young age, his facial features are softer and more charming than those of an adult man.
The woman who kidnapped him couldn't help but be fascinated by him because of his face. Every night after her husband and children went to bed, she would come and admire his face and body.
To her, this boy was her property, her treasure. No one is allowed to touch him. So the moment she saw him protecting the little girl, she lost her mind. She picked up a stick and rushed over to beat the girl.
When the boy saw that she was about to hit the little girl, he pushed the girl away and shouted, "Run!"
When he pushed her, the girl almost fell and took several steps back. When she raised her head, she saw the boy blocking the woman's attack with his hand.
The boy's body was very weak from days of starvation. When the stick struck his arm, his arm couldn't stop the stick. The stick hit him directly in the head. He was knocked dizzy and fell to the ground. Blood seeped from his forehead.
When the woman saw him falling weakly to the ground, she threw away the stick and rushed forward.
She restrained the boy with her body and tried to take off his clothes while shouting, "You are mine! No one is allowed to touch you!"
The little girl saw the boy trying to push the woman away, but he was slapped by the woman again and again. Looking at this, the little girl's whole body trembles with fear.
She only came back to her senses when she saw the boy being beaten by the woman until he could only lie weakly.
Seeing the boy being humiliated, anger surged in her heart. She picked up the knife on the ground and rushed towards the woman.
"Bad woman, let go of pretty brother!" she shouted as she lunged towards the woman.
The woman was concentrating on subduing the boy and didn't notice her sudden attack at all. Caught off guard, the woman was stabbed by the little girl. As the knife penetrated her abdomen, blood flowed like a river.
"Little bitch, how dare you…" the woman said in disbelief as she covered her bleeding stomach.
The little girl opened her eyes wide and looked at her hands covered in blood. Seeing the woman glaring at her with hateful eyes, her face turned pale instantly, and she pulled the knife from that woman's body.
The feeling of the knife piercing the woman's body and the hot temperature of the blood are still vivid in the little girl's mind. She let go of the knife as her hands felt like they were burned by fire.
She looked at the motionless woman lying on the ground with open eyes. Turning her head, she saw the little boy's swollen face covered in blood, and her gaze met with a pair of complicated eyes.
The next moment, the little girl felt dizzy and fell to the ground, losing consciousness. As darkness swallowed her, she heard the faint voice of a boy beside her.
".... Zhexuan… come to find you…"