Chapter 3135

I didn't know before that alcohol can force a person into that.

But I also understand why so many people are obsessed because of the pain buried in the bottom of their hearts at ordinary times. Only when they are drunk can they break through the gate and get rid of all the shackles.

At that moment, I felt very happy to release all the pain!

I vaguely remember that I grabbed whose collar and asked, "why can't I like Yin Dongyu? Why?! "

"Why can't I kiss him?"

"Why can't I marry him?"

"Why He likes me, but he resists me? "

……

Yes.

Yin Dongyu likes me.

He thought that I would never grow up and would always be that ignorant girl.

Can't I see it?

When he kissed for the first time, he was intoxicated and struggling in his eyes.

He pushed me hard, but the feeling in his eyes made me find that he wanted to hug me more.

I hate that I have the same blood in my body. If you can give me a knife, I'm willing to let this blood flow clean.

That night, I was surrounded by heavy alcohol and deafening music.

Some people say that for the first time, girls are like a sacred ceremony. I don't know how to describe my first night.

If we must use words to describe it, it should be like cruel torture or sacrifice.

With all my happiness and beauty, to sacrifice my poor and humble persistence.

It may be the price of growth and lucidity, but it's too deep.

There have been many cases of girls' lost puberty on TV, whether in the news or in TV plays, but they didn't seem to give me too much vigilance.

The next morning, when I woke up, I opened my eyes and saw the open ceiling, staring blankly.

It's the difference of my body that pulls my consciousness back to reality.

I've read many novels about the first time, such as being run over by a truck, such as the pain of heart and lungs, No.

But the heat of some place reminds me that my body, without my knowledge, has changed quietly.

I saw the quilt on my body and sat up, but I realized that there was a man lying beside me.

As I turned around, I saw better.

It's a strange boy.

Who did he say?

Why do you lie here?

More importantly, why is he as naked as I am?

I pulled the quilt tightly all of a sudden, summoned up my courage, looked at my body under the quilt, and his hand hugged my waist.

I couldn't wake up more at once.

It's like a slap in the face. The nerves are tense to the point of pain.

There is a tearing pain at the root of the thigh.

But more painful than this pain, is my heart's loss and numbness, as well as the only remaining shame.

However, I didn't scream, or just screamed out of the throat, because of the great shame, stuck in the throat, can't shout out, can't swallow!

I just sit there, my brain seems to be hollowed out by an invisible hand, without shouting or crying.

I thought it was a dream, and I look forward to it.

I look forward to waking up and coming back to reality, but the most bloody cruelty in reality is that what you don't want, but life is what happened.