Just call me Brother Cheng Zai, what else can I call you?Nam Sung-jae said with a smile.
Xiaoyan didn't ask any questions. She put on her clothes and put the dirty clothes in the outside of the house. The lid of the cellar outside the house was lifted up. Nam Sung-jae, who was naked and wearing only trousers, jumped down, bent down to me and looked at me. I closed my eyes hard and didn't look at him.
I had adapted to the smell in the cellar, but it obviously made him feel a little pungent. He frowned and covered his nose. I believe that the smell of piss is definitely a hundred times worse than the smell of semen in the room.
He sneered a few times and helped me remove the gauze on my face.
This is the three days since I was injured. In fact, the pain has been relieved to a tolerable level since last night, but now it is becoming more itchy around the wound, which is more difficult to bear than the pain.
While wiping my wound with iodine, Nam Chengzai muttered: The last time I have left the antibiotics, and the iodineine potion is almost used up now, so if I can't be saved tomorrow, even if God appears, I'm afraid I can't save you.
I looked at him coldly.
die?Is this word still intimidating to me?
Isn’t I dead at the moment he possessed my wife?
He sighed, looked out of the room and said, gritting his teeth and saying: I like He Yatou, I like her so much. I will give me another 10,000 chances to come back, and I will still fuck her without hesitation, so I won’t feel guilty.
I lay down like a dead dog, as if I was listening to another dog farting.
But... the girl can't follow me, I can only hand her back to you, but remember, I just hand her over to you for the time being, and when I can face the girl upright, I will grab her back.
He said word by word.
It seems that he hasn't forgotten his situation at all.
He sighed heavily, holding a bowl of water filled with a spoon to water my throat, while whispering: I will fix the radio tomorrow morning, and once I contact the outside, someone will come to save you soon, so... He paused and continued: ... So I will stay here for one night at most, and I must leave before the morning after tomorrow. Before that, if there is a chance, I will confess everything to her... He paused again: ...He Yatou, you have to take good care of it.Otherwise I will definitely not let you go!
It turns out that he deliberately broke the radio station, but he has to take the initiative to repair it now. It seems that he knows that he can't hide it here at all, and he will resume contact with the outside world sooner or later.
Seeing that I had no reaction, Nam Sung-jae was a little surprised. She narrowed her eyes and looked at me, sneering and said: Do you really want to kill me now?
I was stunned and did not react.
He scratched the back of his head and whispered: In our place, if a man fucks someone else's wife, he will be sentenced to labor reform. But I heard that you are very casual, so you Chinese men don't care that your wife is fucked by others at all, right?
I can't answer, and I don't want to answer.
He sighed and said in a threatening tone: I am different. We North Koreans do not allow other men to fuck their wives, so the girl is my woman now, and you can't fuck her in the future!Do you understand?Otherwise... As he said that, he gestured in front of me with one hand.
To be honest, if it was in normal conditions, I would definitely laugh at his childishness.
Li Heyan is my Ming media married wife who got Dahong’s marriage certificate. Even if she has been raped and defiled by you, she is my wife!
How about me and her, I have nothing to do with you, a shameless beast!
But I can't laugh now.
I don't know whether I can leave this island alive.
Brother Cheng Zai!Xiaoyeon was shouting outside, and Nam Sung-jae immediately stood up from the cellar and looked outside, answering: What?
The moon is so beautiful today... Come and see... Xiaoyan shouted happily outside.
OK, I'll handle him.Nam Sung-jae glanced at me and answered her.
He squatted down again and helped me wrap the gauze again, while whispering: If nothing unexpected happens tomorrow, if my foot injury can walk, no matter whether the river surface can leave, I will leave. Before leaving, if I don’t have the courage to tell the girl the truth, please tell her for me, I really like her.
What a big joke!
As long as you are a person with normal thinking logic, may you convey such words to you?
He didn't wait for me to express his opinion, and reached out to pat my shoulder hard, jumped onto the ground, and closed the cellar lid again.
It can be heard that he was limping when he was walking on the ground. It seemed that he was seriously injured in the morning.
The two of them were laughing and laughing in the yard. Sometimes, I couldn't hear the content of their conversation clearly below. However, after a while, they woke up Old Man Park next door and went out to the yard. The three of them started to laugh again. Soon, I heard that they had lit the extinguished bonfire again and set up the leftover mutton to have a midnight snack.
This is so tormenting.
It feels so miserable like me that I can’t smell and eat.
I survived with a few days of slight eating, but it also consumed a lot of my physical strength. I obviously felt that I didn’t even have the strength to raise my eyelids, and I almost fainted after being dizzy.
I heard them chat and talk about the river surface that it had been completely frozen again. I felt ecstatic. According to Nam Seung-jae's plan, if the river surface is frozen, he should disappear immediately.
But, how should I face my pretty wife?
Will I forgive her?
She didn't mean to have sex with other men. She just treated the liar as me. Shouldn't I forgive her?
But I really can't accept Ah. I watched other men thrust and move Ah with my own eyes. I really can't stand Ah. Even if we can reconcile in the future, can that scene be completely eradicated in my mind?
What's the point of no matter how much I think about the future?
It’s like saying that I came back to my hometown with Xiaoyan this time. How could I have thought that I would have experienced such a tragic experience? If I could rely on what I thought about before, wouldn’t it be perfect as long as I staggered the two encounters with Nam Sung-jae on my itinerary?
But this is fate, there are no ifs at all!
I was originally an energetic people's policeman, but now I have become a useless person who even spits out.
Should I continue my life?Even if I can't die this time, I will become a disabled person who can't speak. Should I continue to occupy Xiaoyan's second half of her life openly?
I want to die, but now I can't even die. I have potatoes under my body and earthen walls around me. I have no place to hit my head and commit suicide.
Is this the punishment God gave me?Did I do something unscrupulous before?No Ah!I really haven't done anything bad Ah!God, why do you treat me like this?
I cried so hard that I was almost fainted by my tears again. My mouth was filled with gauze, but I could barely pass by a small amount of air. My throat has now swelled, so my breathing and voice have been smoother. I just coughed and could hear it. This is a good phenomenon, indicating that my young body is desperately recovering, but I have not eaten normally for three days now. Hunger makes me weak. After crying for a while, I fell asleep dizzy and drowsy.
Maybe I'm really dying?
I seemed to see the golden light in the hazy light. In the golden light, my Xiaoyan was covered in a golden wedding dress, floating in the air, spreading her arms to me, and her smile was like a Ping, as if she was thinking about what I said, but I could not hear her voice. I ran towards her desperately, but could not get close to me. I breathed heavily, and my throat was strangled by a pair of powerful hands. I suddenly woke up, sweating profusely.
I don’t know how long I have been sleeping, but it is still dark around me. I can’t hear people’s voices in the yard. I just feel that it’s quiet around me, a little strange.
I frowned and woke up a lot. I looked upward through the gaps in the wooden boards and looked into the frame. There was still bright moonlight shining in outside, illuminating the room and on the kang.
The kang is empty and neither of them is here.
The room was too quiet, and you could hear the dull crackling sound from the ice on the river outside.
Xiaoyan didn't ask any questions. She put on her clothes and put the dirty clothes in the outside of the house. The lid of the cellar outside the house was lifted up. Nam Sung-jae, who was naked and wearing only trousers, jumped down, bent down to me and looked at me. I closed my eyes hard and didn't look at him.
I had adapted to the smell in the cellar, but it obviously made him feel a little pungent. He frowned and covered his nose. I believe that the smell of piss is definitely a hundred times worse than the smell of semen in the room.
He sneered a few times and helped me remove the gauze on my face.
This is the three days since I was injured. In fact, the pain has been relieved to a tolerable level since last night, but now it is becoming more itchy around the wound, which is more difficult to bear than the pain.
While wiping my wound with iodine, Nam Chengzai muttered: The last time I have left the antibiotics, and the iodineine potion is almost used up now, so if I can't be saved tomorrow, even if God appears, I'm afraid I can't save you.
I looked at him coldly.
die?Is this word still intimidating to me?
Isn’t I dead at the moment he possessed my wife?
He sighed, looked out of the room and said, gritting his teeth and saying: I like He Yatou, I like her so much. I will give me another 10,000 chances to come back, and I will still fuck her without hesitation, so I won’t feel guilty.
I lay down like a dead dog, as if I was listening to another dog farting.
But... the girl can't follow me, I can only hand her back to you, but remember, I just hand her over to you for the time being, and when I can face the girl upright, I will grab her back.
He said word by word.
It seems that he hasn't forgotten his situation at all.
He sighed heavily, holding a bowl of water filled with a spoon to water my throat, while whispering: I will fix the radio tomorrow morning, and once I contact the outside, someone will come to save you soon, so... He paused and continued: ... So I will stay here for one night at most, and I must leave before the morning after tomorrow. Before that, if there is a chance, I will confess everything to her... He paused again: ...He Yatou, you have to take good care of it.Otherwise I will definitely not let you go!
It turns out that he deliberately broke the radio station, but he has to take the initiative to repair it now. It seems that he knows that he can't hide it here at all, and he will resume contact with the outside world sooner or later.
Seeing that I had no reaction, Nam Sung-jae was a little surprised. She narrowed her eyes and looked at me, sneering and said: Do you really want to kill me now?
I was stunned and did not react.
He scratched the back of his head and whispered: In our place, if a man fucks someone else's wife, he will be sentenced to labor reform. But I heard that you are very casual, so you Chinese men don't care that your wife is fucked by others at all, right?
I can't answer, and I don't want to answer.
He sighed and said in a threatening tone: I am different. We North Koreans do not allow other men to fuck their wives, so the girl is my woman now, and you can't fuck her in the future!Do you understand?Otherwise... As he said that, he gestured in front of me with one hand.
To be honest, if it was in normal conditions, I would definitely laugh at his childishness.
Li Heyan is my Ming media married wife who got Dahong’s marriage certificate. Even if she has been raped and defiled by you, she is my wife!
How about me and her, I have nothing to do with you, a shameless beast!
But I can't laugh now.
I don't know whether I can leave this island alive.
Brother Cheng Zai!Xiaoyeon was shouting outside, and Nam Sung-jae immediately stood up from the cellar and looked outside, answering: What?
The moon is so beautiful today... Come and see... Xiaoyan shouted happily outside.
OK, I'll handle him.Nam Sung-jae glanced at me and answered her.
He squatted down again and helped me wrap the gauze again, while whispering: If nothing unexpected happens tomorrow, if my foot injury can walk, no matter whether the river surface can leave, I will leave. Before leaving, if I don’t have the courage to tell the girl the truth, please tell her for me, I really like her.
What a big joke!
As long as you are a person with normal thinking logic, may you convey such words to you?
He didn't wait for me to express his opinion, and reached out to pat my shoulder hard, jumped onto the ground, and closed the cellar lid again.
It can be heard that he was limping when he was walking on the ground. It seemed that he was seriously injured in the morning.
The two of them were laughing and laughing in the yard. Sometimes, I couldn't hear the content of their conversation clearly below. However, after a while, they woke up Old Man Park next door and went out to the yard. The three of them started to laugh again. Soon, I heard that they had lit the extinguished bonfire again and set up the leftover mutton to have a midnight snack.
This is so tormenting.
It feels so miserable like me that I can’t smell and eat.
I survived with a few days of slight eating, but it also consumed a lot of my physical strength. I obviously felt that I didn’t even have the strength to raise my eyelids, and I almost fainted after being dizzy.
I heard them chat and talk about the river surface that it had been completely frozen again. I felt ecstatic. According to Nam Seung-jae's plan, if the river surface is frozen, he should disappear immediately.
But, how should I face my pretty wife?
Will I forgive her?
She didn't mean to have sex with other men. She just treated the liar as me. Shouldn't I forgive her?
But I really can't accept Ah. I watched other men thrust and move Ah with my own eyes. I really can't stand Ah. Even if we can reconcile in the future, can that scene be completely eradicated in my mind?
What's the point of no matter how much I think about the future?
It’s like saying that I came back to my hometown with Xiaoyan this time. How could I have thought that I would have experienced such a tragic experience? If I could rely on what I thought about before, wouldn’t it be perfect as long as I staggered the two encounters with Nam Sung-jae on my itinerary?
But this is fate, there are no ifs at all!
I was originally an energetic people's policeman, but now I have become a useless person who even spits out.
Should I continue my life?Even if I can't die this time, I will become a disabled person who can't speak. Should I continue to occupy Xiaoyan's second half of her life openly?
I want to die, but now I can't even die. I have potatoes under my body and earthen walls around me. I have no place to hit my head and commit suicide.
Is this the punishment God gave me?Did I do something unscrupulous before?No Ah!I really haven't done anything bad Ah!God, why do you treat me like this?
I cried so hard that I was almost fainted by my tears again. My mouth was filled with gauze, but I could barely pass by a small amount of air. My throat has now swelled, so my breathing and voice have been smoother. I just coughed and could hear it. This is a good phenomenon, indicating that my young body is desperately recovering, but I have not eaten normally for three days now. Hunger makes me weak. After crying for a while, I fell asleep dizzy and drowsy.
Maybe I'm really dying?
I seemed to see the golden light in the hazy light. In the golden light, my Xiaoyan was covered in a golden wedding dress, floating in the air, spreading her arms to me, and her smile was like a Ping, as if she was thinking about what I said, but I could not hear her voice. I ran towards her desperately, but could not get close to me. I breathed heavily, and my throat was strangled by a pair of powerful hands. I suddenly woke up, sweating profusely.
I don’t know how long I have been sleeping, but it is still dark around me. I can’t hear people’s voices in the yard. I just feel that it’s quiet around me, a little strange.
I frowned and woke up a lot. I looked upward through the gaps in the wooden boards and looked into the frame. There was still bright moonlight shining in outside, illuminating the room and on the kang.
The kang is empty and neither of them is here.
The room was too quiet, and you could hear the dull crackling sound from the ice on the river outside.
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