Sweetheart,Don't run away

She shook her fingers and came to touch him. He didn't hide because he owed her. Take off the helmet, her hand, trembling to his face, dreamlike whisper.

"It's you, it's you, it's really you. You don't know how long I've been waiting for you. I've been waiting for you, waiting for you, but day by day, you haven't come back. Why did you come so late? Why didn't you come earlier? You don't know how painful I am. I really can't stand it. If I didn't think you would come, my heart would be full of obsession Tell me, you will come to save me. I really want to end my life with one shot. "

Foolishly deceived, she took her as his intimate sister, told her everything, but in the end, she was killed by that sister, tied up, and then transported here. She was thinking of him. If he knew that she was missing, he would come to her and save her.

She was locked up in this cave. It's so quiet here. She is the only one who hears the sound of waves every day. Eating, drinking, sleeping, all in this hole, crude like a primitive. She was still thinking about him. She wanted him to save him and wait for him.

She was injected with drugs and had a drug addiction attack. She had to answer the woman's question honestly and tell her precious memories of the past with Mo Yanke. But in the end, she realized that the woman who pretended to be her went with Mo Yanke intimately, and she went crazy with jealousy. She maintained her last pride and missed Mo Yanke so much that she didn't come back to him, but the smelly woman simply went back in the form of amnesia,

and then went so close to Mo Yanke, which she secretly thought for many years, but it didn't come true in the end, but a fake woman got it so easily. She went mad with jealousy and hatred, but there was nothing she could do. She can only pray, pray Mo Yanke quickly find all this false, pray for him to save her. She waited for him, waiting for him all the time, waiting for him to save her, saving her, waiting for him.

She was raped. She was raped by the man who gave her food to keep her alive, but also injected her body like a devil. She felt as if she had become a comfort woman, without any dignity, just a tool to vent her desire.

Every time she came to deliver food, the man vented his desire on her like a dog, but she couldn't resist. At the beginning, she resisted like a chaste woman, and at the end, she became addicted to drugs. For a little bit of drugs, she humbly and humbly fell under the man's body and begged him for her. She was degenerate and numb, and felt more and more far away from her original self. It seems that hell is nothing more than that.

She even felt that the world was dark, there was no color, she wanted to die, but they said that if she died, it would not make her better. Even her body would be used for experiments, and more people would point fingers at her body.

She was afraid. Every time she woke up, she felt that it was a kind of death waving to her.

When she was sober, she thought of death, but she was not reconciled. She wanted to see that smelly woman die, she wanted to see that disgusting man die, and she wanted to see Mo Yanke, the man she loved, and she wanted to see him. She was not reconciled if she didn't look at him for the last time. She was waiting for him, waiting for him, waiting for him all the time, even if she lived like a dog -

"finally. Fortunately, I'm not dead. " She cried and murmured, meticulously and greedily, tracing every inch of his face into her heart with her fingers.

He didn't have the heart. "It's all right. It's all right. It's OK. No one will hurt you any more. It's OK. It's OK. I'm here. I'm here. Don't be afraid. It's OK. never mind. Everything will be over. "

"Ah, ke..." She cried, tears, so a little bit of fall down, is wiped and will flow out.

In the cave, it's wet and a little chilly. It's uncomfortable to stay for a long time. She rolled the blanket, thin as if the whole person could be buried in the blanket, which made people feel even colder!

"Go up, and it will be all right after you go up." He took her hand. "Let's go up there and talk about it. This place is not going to stay, OK. Look at you. It's so cold. Let's go up. "

She cried, nodded, wrapped up in a blanket, and staggered up from the ground.

He couldn't see and reached for a hand.

She's probably really weak. She can't walk steadily. He reached out and held her. She leaned in his arms and looked up at him, smiling sweetly and whispering contentedly.

"I knew you would come, would come, would come..."

Many people see, red eyes, a few, quietly shed tears. Even Aimeng, shaken by the scenes, also dropped his eyes and couldn't bear to see the woman's smiling face, the white smiling face with tears.

At the entrance of the cave, Mo Yanke pulled the sling he had untied before and wanted to tie it up for her.

She shook her head. "No, don't leave me. I want you to hold me like this, or do you dislike my dirty, dislike me, so you won't hold me. " Then there was another burst of crying. Looking at people's heart can not help but grasp the pain, is uncomfortable. Because such a normal person was forced to be tossed like this. He couldn't see it any more. No matter how ruthless Mo Yanke was, he was really soft hearted when he faced such a situation.She grabbed the blanket in one hand, shrank to hide, and grasped him in the other, as if it would separate her from him.

Mo Yanke didn't force it. Anyway, the sling is just for further safety. Actually, that basket is enough.

"Let's go up. It's going to be OK. Don't worry. I'll hold you. How can I dislike you? I won't dislike you. It's my fault. I'm late. I should have come earlier. It's my fault. "

He helped her to the basket first. The police, who had been staying inside, gave a hand in a hurry. As soon as Mo Yanke came up, she immediately went back to Mo Yanke's arms and grasped his chest clothes tightly, as if afraid that he would lose her. It's like a little white rabbit who's scared.

He put his hand on her shoulder, pressed it down and gave her a smile. "Don't be afraid. It's going up soon."