Walking towards the canteen with empty steps, gradually landing behind everyone. When I arrived at the canteen, I had no place.
I looked around with the plate, hoping to find Lan Yu, but there was no, not at all, let alone Qi, You
I said that I didn't believe that Lan Yu would die, but Yu's tone still made me care about it, and I began to feel uneasy. Could it be that Lan Yu is really dead?
Find a place to sit down, finish the meal quickly and rush out. I want to go back to 2-202. Lan Yu may still be there
The door in 2-202 was covered in a false sense. When I pushed it gently, it was the sound of the door opening. I closed my eyes and didn’t dare to look. Is there blood inside?
A corpse?
Lan Yu?
Standing at the door, I dared not lift my feet that I wanted to take a step
Lan Yu Ah, if you are here, just say it
No, no sound
I opened my eyes and the room had returned to its original state, to the empty room where Lan Yu and I first met, and the uninhabited one.
The clean beds and clean floors, the blood, tears, humiliation shed here that night, were all washed clean
I ran into the room and opened the wardrobe first. The stolen clothes were still hung on the hanger.
Open the drawer, the booklet borrowed from Zi is still there
There is no Lan Yu's breath in this room anymore, and mine
Take out the booklet and I walk towards Zi on the opposite door
My hand was knocking hard on his door, and no one responded. I pushed it straight into his room and sat on the bed waiting for him to come back.
How did you enter my room? Zi, who just came back, was stunned when she saw me sitting on his bed, and then pointed at me.
Return something I shook the booklet in my hand
Zi came over, grabbed the booklet from me, and then issued a direct order to expel the guest. Okay, you can leave now
Looking at his expression of disregarding me, it was so angry that he remembered how humble he was in Yu's feet before, and he became arrogant in front of me.
I stood up and pushed him on the bed, and my fists were sent up with me.
But when I met Zi's panic look, I could only put down my fist and loosen his neckline
After all, Zi is just a person who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. His flattery is just his way of survival in this sex slave concentration camp.
And I, who waved my fist at him, just wanted to express my depression by beating the weak
But this kind of thing really doesn't work. My remaining ridiculous and insignificant dignity exploded on it.
Haha,, I lay on Zi and laughed, and he was pale because of my smile. I stopped laughing and asked him, are you afraid? I got up and left without waiting for him to answer.
Wait. When he walked to the door, his low voice came from behind him. Registration office is located in Building 8, 505.
What did you say, I didn't hear me, I left Zi's room
Register?
I actually forgot about this, and the last rule clearly states: Those who are not sexual slaves, those who respect sexual slaves are the masters
If I don't register, the sex slaves here will be my master, and each of them will persuade me to play with me
But according to my analysis with Lan Yu, it is possible that you will never be able to get rid of this humiliating identity in your life by being labeled as a sex slave.
While walking, I thought about things, but accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up and saw that it was the boy who saved me from falling to death that night.
**** He smiled at me, his teeth were white, his smile was beautiful and pure, but he said Japanese, but I understand the meaning. This often appears when watching Japanese dramas
Hello, I don't look at each other with a smile.
I can only listen to Chinese, I can't speak a lot. He said the second sentence to me with difficulty. I can hear that he is not good at Chinese.
He looked quite kind, so I decided to ask him some questions. Can I not register?
When he heard this, his face changed immediately. He shook his head at me and nodded again, which made people even more confused.
Do you want it? I asked him anxiously, but he waved his hand in the end, probably not knowing
I lowered my shoulders a little depressedly, patted my shoulders with my hands, and I looked up and smiled at him, forgetting it.
Now there is no passion, and my mind is occupied by registered matters
My name is Ling. After I said that, I was about to leave him and hold my hand, and look back at him. Is there anything else?
My name is slave
Slave? It's not a sex slave. I saw my doubts and he smiled at me again, yes, nodding his head vigorously at the same time
This slave has a gentle personality, and does not have the humbleness and insidiousness of other sex slaves. He looks like an innocent boy.
Your eyes are beautiful. Goodbye. I waved to him and left, but I believe my departure back must be full of doubt.
Here, everyone only cares about themselves, and why dares to pay attention to me?
Does he have no purpose?
Now I don't believe in others, but I don't dare to believe in it
When I returned to Building 5, I saw a few people walking towards me and speaking Japanese to me.
If they remember correctly, they should be able to speak Chinese, but why don’t they speak Chinese now?
Lan Yu is not by my side. The only Chinese people I know are except for Uncle Zhang and Lin Tian. Zi may not dare to teach me. Although he just told me about registration, it may be his temporary compassion.
Those people walked away with a smile. There were too many conspiracies in their smile. I hugged them and started a chill.
After going upstairs, I found that there were not many people in this building, only about one-third of the two buildings
And many people are Yu's subordinates. Could it be that this building is Yu's territory? Why didn't Zi live here?
There is another fog
Yu Back in the room, Yu was sitting on my bed, and I stood at the door, not daring to go in
Why don't you call me a big brother? Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at me. He was obviously such a beautiful person, but his heart was so vicious.
I don't think everyone calls this, so I dare not call this. My head is obviously too clear today
Yu didn't continue this topic, waved to me, come here
I was scared, but I had to walk over and sit next to him carefully. The posture was similar to that of a young wife, Ling Ling. You are almost a sissy, I secretly despise myself in my heart.
This building belongs to mine, but not all the people living here are mine. Are you in a good mood today?
He actually introduced this building to me
I quickly handed it out, thank you, but he didn't say it, but looked at me quietly
No? I asked him, his face was a little weird, I didn't think about how to play with me
Haha,, he was really strange today. Not only did he not torture me like before, but he explained to me here, and now he still laughed at me, what are his intentions?
That, Yu, can I ask Zi to teach me Chinese? No matter what the reason is, while he is in a good mood, I will make a request immediately
As long as you don't want to die, Yu left behind obviously only half of the words he said
Is it not allowed me to learn from Zi, or is it possible to learn Japanese as long as I don't want to die
I looked around with the plate, hoping to find Lan Yu, but there was no, not at all, let alone Qi, You
I said that I didn't believe that Lan Yu would die, but Yu's tone still made me care about it, and I began to feel uneasy. Could it be that Lan Yu is really dead?
Find a place to sit down, finish the meal quickly and rush out. I want to go back to 2-202. Lan Yu may still be there
The door in 2-202 was covered in a false sense. When I pushed it gently, it was the sound of the door opening. I closed my eyes and didn’t dare to look. Is there blood inside?
A corpse?
Lan Yu?
Standing at the door, I dared not lift my feet that I wanted to take a step
Lan Yu Ah, if you are here, just say it
No, no sound
I opened my eyes and the room had returned to its original state, to the empty room where Lan Yu and I first met, and the uninhabited one.
The clean beds and clean floors, the blood, tears, humiliation shed here that night, were all washed clean
I ran into the room and opened the wardrobe first. The stolen clothes were still hung on the hanger.
Open the drawer, the booklet borrowed from Zi is still there
There is no Lan Yu's breath in this room anymore, and mine
Take out the booklet and I walk towards Zi on the opposite door
My hand was knocking hard on his door, and no one responded. I pushed it straight into his room and sat on the bed waiting for him to come back.
How did you enter my room? Zi, who just came back, was stunned when she saw me sitting on his bed, and then pointed at me.
Return something I shook the booklet in my hand
Zi came over, grabbed the booklet from me, and then issued a direct order to expel the guest. Okay, you can leave now
Looking at his expression of disregarding me, it was so angry that he remembered how humble he was in Yu's feet before, and he became arrogant in front of me.
I stood up and pushed him on the bed, and my fists were sent up with me.
But when I met Zi's panic look, I could only put down my fist and loosen his neckline
After all, Zi is just a person who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. His flattery is just his way of survival in this sex slave concentration camp.
And I, who waved my fist at him, just wanted to express my depression by beating the weak
But this kind of thing really doesn't work. My remaining ridiculous and insignificant dignity exploded on it.
Haha,, I lay on Zi and laughed, and he was pale because of my smile. I stopped laughing and asked him, are you afraid? I got up and left without waiting for him to answer.
Wait. When he walked to the door, his low voice came from behind him. Registration office is located in Building 8, 505.
What did you say, I didn't hear me, I left Zi's room
Register?
I actually forgot about this, and the last rule clearly states: Those who are not sexual slaves, those who respect sexual slaves are the masters
If I don't register, the sex slaves here will be my master, and each of them will persuade me to play with me
But according to my analysis with Lan Yu, it is possible that you will never be able to get rid of this humiliating identity in your life by being labeled as a sex slave.
While walking, I thought about things, but accidentally bumped into someone. I looked up and saw that it was the boy who saved me from falling to death that night.
**** He smiled at me, his teeth were white, his smile was beautiful and pure, but he said Japanese, but I understand the meaning. This often appears when watching Japanese dramas
Hello, I don't look at each other with a smile.
I can only listen to Chinese, I can't speak a lot. He said the second sentence to me with difficulty. I can hear that he is not good at Chinese.
He looked quite kind, so I decided to ask him some questions. Can I not register?
When he heard this, his face changed immediately. He shook his head at me and nodded again, which made people even more confused.
Do you want it? I asked him anxiously, but he waved his hand in the end, probably not knowing
I lowered my shoulders a little depressedly, patted my shoulders with my hands, and I looked up and smiled at him, forgetting it.
Now there is no passion, and my mind is occupied by registered matters
My name is Ling. After I said that, I was about to leave him and hold my hand, and look back at him. Is there anything else?
My name is slave
Slave? It's not a sex slave. I saw my doubts and he smiled at me again, yes, nodding his head vigorously at the same time
This slave has a gentle personality, and does not have the humbleness and insidiousness of other sex slaves. He looks like an innocent boy.
Your eyes are beautiful. Goodbye. I waved to him and left, but I believe my departure back must be full of doubt.
Here, everyone only cares about themselves, and why dares to pay attention to me?
Does he have no purpose?
Now I don't believe in others, but I don't dare to believe in it
When I returned to Building 5, I saw a few people walking towards me and speaking Japanese to me.
If they remember correctly, they should be able to speak Chinese, but why don’t they speak Chinese now?
Lan Yu is not by my side. The only Chinese people I know are except for Uncle Zhang and Lin Tian. Zi may not dare to teach me. Although he just told me about registration, it may be his temporary compassion.
Those people walked away with a smile. There were too many conspiracies in their smile. I hugged them and started a chill.
After going upstairs, I found that there were not many people in this building, only about one-third of the two buildings
And many people are Yu's subordinates. Could it be that this building is Yu's territory? Why didn't Zi live here?
There is another fog
Yu Back in the room, Yu was sitting on my bed, and I stood at the door, not daring to go in
Why don't you call me a big brother? Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at me. He was obviously such a beautiful person, but his heart was so vicious.
I don't think everyone calls this, so I dare not call this. My head is obviously too clear today
Yu didn't continue this topic, waved to me, come here
I was scared, but I had to walk over and sit next to him carefully. The posture was similar to that of a young wife, Ling Ling. You are almost a sissy, I secretly despise myself in my heart.
This building belongs to mine, but not all the people living here are mine. Are you in a good mood today?
He actually introduced this building to me
I quickly handed it out, thank you, but he didn't say it, but looked at me quietly
No? I asked him, his face was a little weird, I didn't think about how to play with me
Haha,, he was really strange today. Not only did he not torture me like before, but he explained to me here, and now he still laughed at me, what are his intentions?
That, Yu, can I ask Zi to teach me Chinese? No matter what the reason is, while he is in a good mood, I will make a request immediately
As long as you don't want to die, Yu left behind obviously only half of the words he said
Is it not allowed me to learn from Zi, or is it possible to learn Japanese as long as I don't want to die