Late at night, please give me half a cigarette

Chapter 29

My adoptive father slapped me down one after another, my head was weakly tilted to one side, my ears buzzed suddenly, I became dizzy, and my vision became more and more blurred.

But I didn't dare to relax my vigilance. I instinctively thought that if I just passed out with my eyes closed, my whole life might be over like this.

My adoptive father saw that I had been beaten honestly, and bent over again. I struggled weakly, and suddenly touched something with my right hand.

I am very familiar with this thing. It is the small knife He Dong gave me four years ago. He asked me to keep it by my side for self-defense, so I have been carrying it with me for the past four years. If I hadn’t changed my clothes just now, I wouldn’t have kept it here.

The moment he touched the knife, He Dong's voice immediately sounded in his mind, he said that if anyone pulls your pants again in the future, you will stab him to death!
These words were like a tonic that stuck in my chest, I held the knife tightly in my hand, and stabbed my adoptive father's arm without hesitation.

From my angle, I can only stab his shoulder. Although the strength is not enough, it only draws blood from his arm, but it is enough.

The moment the knife was cut down, the adoptive father who was pressing on me froze, and then he straightened up in a jerk, turning his head to look at the wound on his shoulder.

Although the knife is not big, it is very sharp. I don't know how deep the wound was, but blood flowed from the wound immediately.

The adoptive father stared blankly at his wound, and I took this opportunity to quickly crawl out from under him and stumbled towards the door.

It's a pity that I just opened the door and took a step, but my adoptive father grabbed my hair from behind and pulled it back forcefully, and the furious roar of my adoptive father kept coming from above my head: "Bitch girl! How dare you talk to me?" Move the knife! I will let you know how powerful I am now!"

The scalp was pulled as if it was about to be torn from my head. I struggled desperately, thinking that even if I die, I will die outside, and I must not be dragged into the house by my adoptive father.

I was still holding the pencil sharpener, thinking that if it really didn't work, I would give my adoptive father another knife.

I was still thinking about how to deal with my adoptive father, but the knife in Miao's hand was snatched by my adoptive father and thrown on the ground.

While I was trying my best to fight against my adoptive father, I saw He Dong just walking in through the courtyard gate. I was sure that he saw me and my adoptive father. A hope suddenly surged in my heart. I thought that as long as He Dong could shout With a single voice, my adoptive father should be able to let me go.

But He Dong just looked at us like that, until my adoptive father dragged me into the house and closed the door, He Dong didn't move a bit.

"Do not--"

When I was crushed to the ground again, I screamed in despair, resisting my adoptive father with all my remaining strength.

I don't want him to touch me, I really think he's disgusting.

"If you fucking move again, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

I don’t know if my adoptive father has seen He Dong, he seems to be very concerned about my shouting now, so when I struggled to shout, my adoptive father tightly covered my mouth and nose with his hands.

Heavy hands pressed hard on my nose and mouth, making it impossible for me to breathe, and my struggle gradually lost strength.

Maybe my adoptive father thought I had learned to be good. When he let down his vigilance, I opened my mouth and bit my adoptive father's hand hard.

"Ah—" the adoptive father yelled in pain, "Shut up! Hurry up! Damn! I tell you to let go!"

My adoptive father grabbed my disheveled hair with the other hand and hit the ground like crazy.

My head was twitching from the hit, and my mouth naturally let go of my adoptive father's hand. My adoptive father shook my bloody hand while scolding me, and at the same time pulled my clothes with his hands.

I really don't have the energy to resist, and now I really regret it. I regret that when I wanted to commit suicide four years ago, I might as well have died. Why have I lived so without dignity until now.

The door of the utility room was slammed open from the outside, and the poor-quality door panel slammed into the wall violently and was bounced back. Then I saw He Donghong ran in with a kitchen knife in both hands, following the instructions of his adoptive father. There is a knife in the back.

"You don't die! You dare to touch my woman! See if I don't kill you! Kill you! Kill you!" He Dong completely lost his mind, he was like a crazy beast, holding his hands With the kitchen knife, the blood of the adoptive father was sprayed all over his body and face!
After chopping for a long time, he didn't stop until his adoptive father fell to the ground motionless, panting heavily, and staring straight at me with his hideous eyes full of anger.

I got up from the ground in a jerk, backed away in fright, leaned against the wall, looked at my adoptive father who was lying in a pool of blood, and was at a loss.

"Dead, are you dead?" I asked timidly.

"It's better to die." He Dong walked towards me ferociously with a kitchen knife in one hand, so scared that I leaned against the wall behind me again, staring at him in panic.

He Dong stood still in front of me, and said to me in a calm and gloomy tone: "Didn't I tell you that whoever bullies you again will stab him to death? If I die, I will go to jail for you!"

I was completely frightened and stuttered, and it took me a long time to say: "He Dong, why don't you call mom back... What if, what if she dies..."

He Dong stared at me, didn't speak for a long time, turned around and sat beside me, leaning his back against the wall, and murmured, "I want you to call me."

I glanced at He Dong, then at my adoptive father lying on the ground with blood all over his back, and ran out.

When I found my adoptive mother, she was playing mahjong with others, and when she heard that her adoptive father was injured, she said that it was fine and that she would not die.

It wasn't until I said that my adoptive father was lying motionless on the ground covered in blood, and I didn't know if he was dead, that my adoptive mother came back to it, lost mahjong and got up and went home with me.

As soon as she walked into the grocery room, the adoptive mother saw the adoptive father lying on the ground covered in blood, and He Dong who was sitting by the wall with a kitchen knife.

The adoptive mother didn't say a word, turned around and gave me a big mouth, "You shameless bitch! Did you seduce your dad again! My mother spent so much money to raise you, a bastard! Shameless bastard!"

"Mom, I didn't..." I covered my face and said aggrievedly.

"Shut up." The adoptive mother walked up to the adoptive father and kicked the adoptive father. Seeing that he was still breathing, she cursed the old man and deserved it.

Then the adoptive mother walked up to He Dong, stretched out her hand, snatched the kitchen knife from He Dong's hand and threw it on the ground, and ordered me: "Go, pick it up! When someone asks you, you can say that you chopped it." !"

"I don't..." I shook my head and took a step back.

"I have one person to do things and one person to do it. I cut it down, and wherever I go, I cut it down!" He Dong stood up, with a gesture of generosity.

As a result, before he finished speaking, his adoptive mother slapped him across the face and yelled at He Dong, "What kind of hero are you! You killed your father! Your own father!"

"Bah! He's not my father! If I hadn't come back in time, he would have put He Qiu to sleep! He Qiu is my wife!" He Dong didn't care about the slap from his adoptive mother at all, and roared excitedly, "He Qiu is my daughter-in-law!" If you dare next time, I will kill him next time!"

(End of this chapter)