The Little Stalker of the Paranoid Big Guy is Turned Over

After that, the incident happened, and the two people tumbling on the bed were so ironic compared to the wedding photo magnified by the camera.

Ouyang Qian fled in embarrassment, but accidentally rolled down the stairs. The panicked Ming Hao took her to the hospital, kneeling down and admitting her mistake, promising not to do it again.

Ouyang Qian, who loved Minghao deeply, finally chose to forgive.

On the surface, they were still in peace with each other, but the news of her husband lingering in the flowers kept coming, and Ouyang Qian gradually became numb and empty.

Tobacco and alcohol became her only sustenance.

The last time it broke out, Ouyang Qian received news of Xiaosan's demonstration, a pregnancy receipt, and a passionate video of He Minghao.

The pregnancy slip shattered all Ouyang Qian's illusions. She broke out completely and quarreled with Ming Hao.

She cried out in despair with tears on her face: "I want to divorce you!"

Minghao with scarlet eyes couldn't accept it, knelt on the ground and prayed, "Wife, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please...don't leave me, I promise, I will change, I will change!

I love you, wife, please don't leave me! "

"Your so-called love is to hurt me again and again... Then I can't afford your love! In the future... let's all be well!"

Ouyang Qian broke free from Ming Hao's hand with tears in her eyes and was about to leave.

The furious Ming Hao stood up suddenly, grabbed the hair on the back of her head and fell to the ground, his fists fell on her like raindrops.

"Ouyang Qian, I will never allow you to escape in my life. You are my Minghao's person in life, and my Minghao's ghost in death. How dare you try to divorce? I have to beat you to death today!"

Ouyang Qian's eyes were full of despair and determination, she gritted her teeth and did not open her mouth to beg for mercy.

And her strong support only made Ming Hao angry even more. His eyes were scarlet and his eyes were splitting, and he pinched her neck, "Say, say you won't leave me, say you won't divorce, say you love me..."

"You...don't even think about..."

After exhausting all her strength, Ouyang Qian choked out these three words.

The strength of the opponent's hand increased again, the picture became blurred, and Ouyang Qian gradually lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was chained to the big bed in the converted basement cell, Ming Hao's eyes were full of possessive morbid lust, he bent down with a chuckle, the tip of his nose pressed against hers, his tone was warm ? ignorant.

"Why did you leave me... Qianqian, I love you... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, only in this way can you stay by my side forever..."

Hell has officially come.

Day after day, Ouyang Qian never compromised from the beginning, to begging Ming Hao to let her go, and then to live without love and silently accept Ming Hao's behavior of using her as a tool to vent her desires.

In the end, she even developed Stockholm Syndrome, and developed a strong dependence and nostalgia for Minghao, the culprit. Only when he was there, she could feel at ease.

As time goes on, Minghao sees her less and less. Sometimes it takes two or three days to remember. There is no food or drink in the basement. She is often dizzy and dizzy due to hunger. They devoured it the same way, even licking the dinner plate clean.

The picture is cut in half again.

Half of it was lightning and thunder outside the house. Ouyang Qian curled up on the imprisoned bed, covering her ears with her hands, her eyes filled with panic and constantly whispering Minghao's name.

Half of it is that Ming Haoxin met a woman he admired very much and started a passionate pursuit of her.

Unlike Ouyang Qian, who was an orphan, this woman's family background and Ming Hao's family are on the same page. Ming Hao's mother also changed her dislike of Ouyang Qian, and was full of praise for this new daughter-in-law candidate.

Three months later, Minghao got married.

Upstairs, the wedding photos of him and Ouyang Qian were replaced with those of him and his new wife.

After a night of infatuation, the drunk Ming Hao came to the basement again and did whatever he wanted to the imprisoned Ouyang Qian.

Its daybreak.

What remains in the basement after the passion is a mess and desolation.

Minghao's new wife hummed a song and started cleaning, but accidentally opened the door of the study, and a winding staircase appeared.

With curiosity in her eyes, she walked down the dark stairs, and a mottled wooden door appeared.

Across the door, Ouyang Qian was full of ambiguous traces, and stumbled out of bed.

The door was pushed open, and the surprised eyes of the two women met just like that.

At the end of the micro-movie, Ming Hao's new wife untied the chains for Ouyang Qian, and panicked to call the police.

On the other hand, Ming Hao, who was in the company, discovered through surveillance that Ouyang Qian was missing in the cell, and hurriedly drove home.

Ouyang Qian, climbed to the terrace of the villa.

Outside the house, the sun is just right, and below are the police officers who arrived and Ming Hao.

He didn't even have time to close the car door, and rushed to the second floor in a panic, "Qianqian!"

"You're back? I can't even remember. It's been a long time since I saw the sun... The weather today is really nice."

Ouyang Qian turned her head slowly and showed him a bright and innocent smile. That smile was as innocent as yesterday.

"Qianqian..."

"Here...we used to put our wedding photos...I still remember...the day we got married, the sun was as bright as today...but...the years are thin, and people's hearts are also thin.

What you said... Minghao... You said you would love me and pet me forever... Liars, all liars... It's time to end..."

Ouyang Qian closed her eyes slowly, showing a bright smile as if she was relieved, all the barriers that were once invincible collapsed, and the closed eyes trembled slightly, like a silent cry.

Her tears had already been wiped away in the dark captivity.

"Qianqian...I was wrong...I was wrong...Please...don't leave me!"

Trembling, Minghao knelt down.

Ouyang Qian lowered her eyes slightly, showing a sad smile, "I'm tired...Minghao...and...I... hate you!"

"No!"

His eyes were about to split, and Ming Hao rushed forward tremblingly.

Ouyang Qian's body leaned back, he couldn't catch anything, he could only watch her fall.

Under the bright sun, that bright and carefree smile became eternal.

At the end of the 35-minute micro-movie, the woman's hoarse and sad singing sounded.

After the screen went black, unexpected easter eggs appeared.

Ouyang Qian, who everyone thought was dead, stood by the window with her stomach outstretched, giving people a demure and warm feeling. Because of her pregnancy, her brows were soft, and she had something very reassuring about her, with beautiful and delicate facial features. , without any haze, nobility and beauty are hidden in it.

"Wife, I'm back!"

At the door, there was a sound, and the man's warm and **** low voice sounded.

Ouyang Qian turned around in surprise, the man in the picture changed his shoes, the camera moved up, and the man's face appeared in the camera.

This person is none other than Feng Zhe deity.

"Is our son obedient today?"

With a dazzling smile, Feng Zhe's eyes filled with pampering and he kissed her cheek, and stroked her pregnant belly with a big hand.

The picture gradually blurred, and Xian Yu's slightly hoarse voice sounded again.

"A person's life may not be smooth sailing. Maybe it's career setbacks or emotional setbacks. I have struggled in the mud. Fortunately, I have met my redemption. Find your own happiness."