Sweet Storm: My love time

With his mouth taped, Zhang Zixin could only utter a dull hum, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye.

She fell to the ground and stared at Xiao Song with her eyes.

"Don't you understand? I like her

Xiao Song squatted down and pulled Zhang Zixin's hair with his hand, laughing bloodthirsty: "you think I said those words in the program for the sake of hype, don't you?"

Zhang Zixin couldn't answer. Xiao Song didn't care at all. He went on and said, "I just like women older than me. What's the matter? Who stipulates that men must be older than women? "

With that, he seemed to get angry all of a sudden, and the strength of tearing was increased, almost pulling Zhang Zixin's scalp off.

"Do you know that you are about to kill her! Why did you let her die! She's dead, she's dead! I'll never find her again! I'm going to kill you! Go to hell

Xiao Song is ruthless, venting all his anger on Zhang Zixin.

Although the pain is dying, the more Zhang Zixin listens, the more she feels that something is wrong. She vaguely feels that Xiao Song's state is not normal, and even his speech is wrong.

Isn't that bitch living well?

Why did he say, she's dead?

When she suspected that she would be killed by Xiao Song, he stopped.

Xiao Song's hair was messy, and his temples were covered with sweat. He sat on the ground panting.

He didn't know where to find a cigarette. His hand trembled slightly and lit it.

He took a big breath, and Xiao Song gradually calmed down.

Zhang Zixin felt the heat in his nose, and then two streams of blood came out of his nose.

Her hands and feet are tied, there is no way to wipe, can only let it drop by drop to the ground.

The pain makes Zhang Zixin shiver. She doesn't have to look to know that her head has swollen several big bags, her teeth are loose, and her nose is bleeding.

Since his debut, where has Zhang Zixin suffered such a crime?

Even when she was abroad, she had a good time.

Maybe he realized that he was too heavy. After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Song threw away the butt of the cigarette and stretched out his hand to pull the tape off Zhang Zixin's mouth again.

The adhesive tape is very good. As soon as he pulls it, Zhang Zixin's hair around her lips is taken down. She cries with pain.

"Shut up

Xiao Song said in a low voice.

Zhang Zixin immediately curled up in the corner, dare not make a sound again.

"Well, it's just you and me. Let's have a chat."

He turned and took a paper towel and pressed it on Zhang Zixin's nose to help her wipe the blood stains.

Xiao Song's sudden kindness didn't make Zhang Zixin grateful. She didn't dare to move, and even dare not let out the atmosphere, for fear of another violent beating.

"My family is very rich. I seldom saw my parents when I was a child. The one who accompanies me most is a tutor they invited for me, except the nanny at home."

Xiao Song threw away the bloody paper ball on his hand and said quietly.

"It's a tutor. In fact, she was only working to study. Because of the poor family conditions, she studied and worked part-time at the same time. I'm nine, she's a freshman, just 18. I remember, she likes a foreign male star very much, that male looks very handsome, dances very well. One year, the male star's group came to China to hold a tour concert. She bought the cheapest stand ticket. When she came back, she even lost her voice... "

As he spoke, he lit another cigarette, but he did not smoke any more. Instead, he carefully put it aside and let it ignite silently.

Zhang Zixin looked at the cigarette in horror, white smoke curling, with the smell of tobacco, she inexplicably felt a trace of fear.

Xiao Song ignored her reaction and continued to say, "later, I told my parents that I would go abroad to be a trainee, enter the entertainment industry and become a star. My family thought I was crazy. According to their plan, in a few years, I will go to the world's top universities. I didn't eat and forced myself to die. Later, they finally agreed. "

Zhang Zixin knows that Xiao Song did not lie.

According to the information picked up by netizens, we all know that Xiao Song and Feifei's families are very good. Both of them went abroad as interns in their teens. After several years of very hard training, they returned home and were ready to make their debut.

"The year I left, she also graduated from university. I asked her to find a job first. When I became a big star, I would come back to find her. I think she must have regarded me as a child, and she didn't take my words to heart.... "

Recalling the situation at that time, Xiao Song couldn't help laughing bitterly.

At that time, he was just a 13-year-old kid. Who would take his promise seriously?

"When I went abroad, I was able to send text messages and make phone calls with her at first. Later, the training courses became more and more full, and I could even sleep when I ate. In addition, the company forbids us to communicate with the outside world too much and requests us to hand in our mobile phones every day. After a few months, our contact is gradually reduced. Later, no matter what message I sent, she didn't reply, and her mobile phone couldn't get through... "

At this point, Xiao Song's voice suddenly became choked.

Zhang Zixin hiding next to, trembling, peeking at his expression, want to speculate Xiao Song's psychology.

She has almost understood. Isn't this the story of a precocious child who has no parents' love and secretly loves a big sister?

"I'll go to her as soon as I get home. Guess what? It turned out that she went back to her hometown the year after she graduated from university. She was forced to marry the son of the village head and received 200000 betrothal gifts. Shortly after she married, she was beaten by the scum because she accidentally lost her baby. Since then, she has to be beaten every once in a while, because her father-in-law is the head of the village. Even if someone sees her, she pretends not to see her. Finally, one night, the scum got drunk and had to be forced to come. She refused and was killed alive... "

Xiao Song kicked a chair next to him. The chair flew up and hit the wall with a loud noise.

Zhang Zixin was so scared that she swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low voice: "don't be sad, you can let that man go to jail..."

"In prison? Ha ha

Xiao Song turned to look at her and said with a sneer, "do you know what the result is? The village head's family paid a sealing fee. Even her parents did not pursue her. They buried her hastily. Then they left their hometown with their son and went to live in other places! I'm the only one in the world who still remembers her. I'm the only one

There was hatred, anger, sadness and pain in his eyes.

"I sent someone to repair the cemetery for her quietly. I also reported that the village head had been a local emperor for 20 years, and the authorities had begun to investigate him. If she is alive in heaven, she should be able to close her eyes, right

Xiao Song raised his head and forced himself not to shed tears.

"What does that have to do with me? What you like is your tutor, not that cheap woman. What do you care if I kidnap her with others? "

After listening for a long time, Zhang Zixin suddenly felt a burst of indignation.

As for the female teacher who was killed, let alone never saw her, she never heard of her, let alone knew her!

"Because they both look at me the same way! You will never understand the feeling of being lost and recovered! I had a hard time finding a woman who made me feel the same way. You want to kill her again

Xiao Song's mood is excited again, and his mood, which he finally calms down, becomes irritable again. The woman in front of him makes him have an impulse to hit others.

"Oh, you're just looking for a double. It's ridiculous that she has been used as a substitute today. Ha ha ha ha

Zhang Zixin suddenly thought of something and burst into laughter.

There was a long gash in the corner of her mouth, and the crack became more serious because of the laughter, and the bright red blood kept flowing down her chin.

It's a real retribution.

At the beginning, in order to get close to Fu Jinxing and get his protection, she secretly went to have a plastic surgery against he Sijia. Relying on a seven point similar face, she gained a firm foothold in the entertainment industry.

And now?

It would be interesting to let hoska know that she was also taken as a substitute for another woman.

She can't even wait to see that woman's face when she knows the truth!

"Shut up

Xiao Song roared awkwardly, sweat dripping from his bangs, he picked up the tape again, pulled a long one, and sealed Zhang Zixin's mouth.

"Ha ha ha! "Haha..."

Zhang Zixin regardless of laughing, in exchange for Xiao Song can only be more powerful punches and kicks, want to beat her to death in order to relieve.

In the wine cellar, from time to time came the pain of stuffy hum, and shortness of breath.

"You said, there has been no news from Zhang Zixin?"

It's been several days, but Meng Zhiyu didn't find any further action from Zhang Zixin. He couldn't help wondering.

"Yes, I heard her agent and assistant couldn't get in touch with her any more. I think it's a personal distraction. Now the Internet is full of scolding her, the powder turns black everywhere, where does she dare to take the lead? "

Zhao Xueli curled her lips and said with disdain.

She doesn't feel sorry for Zhang Zixin, but she thinks Xiao Song is a pity.

"Is Xiao song really hidden in the snow?"

Meng Zhiyu lowers his head and stirs the coffee in front of her. Occasionally, the silver spoon touches the wall of the cup, making a clear sound, which seems to strike her heart.

Not to mention the reason, she always felt that it would not end so simply.

I feel uneasy.

"Yes, his work arrangements have been cancelled, and the company just sent a specious notice. It's said that Xiao Song's fans were all blown up, and a group of little girls ran to the company gate to make trouble, insisting on an explanation. "

Zhao Xueli took a mouthful of dessert and said bitterly.

"Please arrange it for me. I'd like to see Xiao Song alone."

Meng Zhiyu holds up her coffee cup. She hesitates for a moment, but she says what she thinks.

"What?"

Zhao Xueli was anxious. She put down her fork and said, "it's too dangerous. I'm not sure. I'd better not."