Reborn Movie Queen's Growth Story

Qinghuan didn't want to face the dark torture. She broke out physically and mentally. She struggled hard and bit hard with her mouth open.

"Ah!" he subconsciously released his hand covering Qinghuan.

Qinghuan seized the opportunity and ran away.

He grabbed his ankle and tripped without running a few steps.

Qinghuan couldn't get rid of it. He could only scratch and scratch his hand, "help! Is there anyone! Help!"

He slapped Qinghuan in the face.

Qinghuan was beaten with eyes and ears roaring.

He seized the opportunity, grabbed Qinghuan's leg and dragged it deep into the alley.

No, Qinghuan looked at the deeper and deeper in horror, and a hoarse sob came out of her throat, "no, help..."

Who can save her.

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Qinghuan relived a nightmare.

At the same time, this is a new nightmare.

She didn't know how long the moon and stars hung high in the sky looked. All she knew was that she was a rag.

The man left for a long time. Qinghuan dragged her broken body to stand up and staggered home by the cold moonlight.

She moved numbly step by step. She seemed to think a lot in her mind, but she didn't seem to have anything.

Just, home.

Where does she have a home.

She was sold into a kiln when she was very young and lost her home when she was very young.

She remembered very clearly that her father carried a burden to sell vegetables in the city. When he left, he said he would take her to play. She happily followed him on the street. The road is far away and difficult to walk. She walked behind him for a long time and stumbled and fell many times. He put down his burden and turned back and said to her: sit up and dad will take you.

Even if time goes by, Qinghuan can easily feel the uneasiness and tension at that time.

His father had never spoken to her so gently, let alone asked her to sit in his burden, which was clearly the treatment of his brother.

She looked at the tall father, lowered his head and looked at her. She even naively thought that her father was going to hurt her, so she let her sit on the burden. After all, he had never seen her so seriously before.

She sat on the burden excitedly and nervously, stiff and trying to reduce some weight and burden for him.

"Dad, are you tired? I'll go down to the ground. You don't have to choose."

"Not tired." he lowered his head and drove hard. Sweat covered his dark forehead. He said gravely, "sit down."

It was the first and last time she felt the meaning of the word "father" to her.

He is tall, strong, but silent. When he looks at her, his eyes are black, which will make her feel that he is his most important baby.

She fell asleep on the long mountain road and was sold to her mother in the kiln.

Since then, she has no home.

Dashuai mansion was the beginning of her nightmare. She was trapped for a year and fled to Nanjing, but only three months later, the second nightmare went hand in hand.

She pushed open the door, and the squeak woke Jung, who was dozing at the door, "come back..."

He was stunned, and his words stuck in his throat.

Because he saw Qinghuan standing under the eaves, with torn clothes and scars all over his body.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on her and made her dark eyes more and more silent.

Jung was shocked. He quickly stood up and limped up. "What's the matter with you? Why?"

Qinghuan ignored him and went straight to the well to draw water and doused himself.

When she closed her eyes, the scenes in her mind were full of obscene and disgusting pictures. When she opened her eyes, she felt that the cold moon and stars in the sky were laughing at her.

The well water was cold, so cold that Huan trembled all over.

Jung looked at Qinghuan, who was blue and blue all over. He was very worried one by one. He didn't know what to do. He had to take off his coat and want her to put it on.

"Don't come." Qinghuan stood still, but a pair of dead eyes looked at him, "dirty."

For a moment, an unspeakable anger and powerlessness hit the atrium.

Jung stepped back and his coat fell to the ground.