C11

When I returned home at night, the bedroom was empty except for me. I was clearly missing a person, so why did it seem like the entire room was empty?

Seeing that his godfather's expression wasn't bad, Ling Long must have made him quite a bit of money. That's right, this is just the beginning, it doesn't have any value until the end. He had simply moved from this cage that didn't have any sprouts to another cage that began to make money. Hmm, I remember someone previously saying that a professional Xiao San is a high-level prostitute.

And when will I be faced with such a transformation? He switched to another identity and continued to earn money for his godfather.

Soon enough, the morning came, and I didn't dare guess at last night's situation.

"Xueying, get in." Dad waved at me from the driver's seat.

I ran over and opened the car door. I politely called out, "Good morning, godfather."

"Xueying, are you angry that your father sent Linglong away?" Her godfather started the car and slowly got in and out.

I lowered my head, not daring to look his godfather in the eye. "No, his godfather is so good to Xueying, how can I be angry with him?"

"It's good that you're not angry. You have to understand Ling Long's matter. That is her path. But don't worry Xueying, your godfather will never mistreat her. After a few days, my godfather will bring you to see her. " Dad drove out onto the street and pulled a cigarette out of the pack.

I obediently picked up the lighter and lit it for him. He smiled and blew a puff of smoke into my face.

I'm used to the smell of smoke, and I won't cry like I did when I was a kid. Moreover, there were times when he felt that the smell of the cigarette was exceptionally good, causing the anxiety and fear in his heart to settle down as he slowly calmed down. Only, I won't take the initiative to smoke it, and godfather won't allow me to smoke more. Because his godfather said that if you slap too much, your teeth will turn yellow and your fingers will turn yellow. This kind of girl isn't liked by men.

At this moment, his foster father's phone rang, disrupting the moment of silence.

"Hello." His foster father picked up the phone, but did not speak for a long time. His expression became more and more serious, and finally, he stepped on the brake and stopped by the roadside.

"Say that again! F * ck! I'll be right over, so don't alarm the rest of the hotel. Also, give Young Master Zhang a call, this is f * * king troublesome! " His foster father angrily hung up the phone and stepped on the accelerator.

I felt a strange fear and a faint uneasiness in my heart. I had never seen my godfather lose his composure like this before. In my memory, he could do almost anything.

My godfather didn't have time to think about taking me to school, so he rushed to a luxury hotel in the city.

When he got out of the car, he rushed inside. I also ran a few steps to keep up with him.

Two men in suits and suits were standing at the door, looking like ants on a hot pan. They kept walking around the door, and when they saw their godfather, it was as if they had seen their pillar.

His foster father did not waste time speaking, with a gloomy face that looked somewhat terrifying, "Cut the crap, where is Young Master Zhang?"

"Young Master Zhang is on his way." The man was bent over, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Hurry up and take me to see what's going on!" his godfather yelled.

"Brother Wang, this little girl?" The other man pointed at me awkwardly.

My godfather looked at me and said, "Let her follow."

"Yes, yes, yes." Then the two of us hurried into the elevator with my godfather and me.

I had to jog to keep up with the three men in front of me. My heart was pounding, and I had a bad feeling.

When he came to a room number, the man who was leading the way stopped and opened the door with his key.

The door creaked open slowly. The first act he saw was a naked body hanging from a lamp.

And this corpse is none other than the Linglong who bade farewell to me the night before yesterday!

She wore a red ribbon around her neck and hung from the light fixture in the room. At her feet were the overturned chairs. His body was covered in purplish red marks, and there was even a burnt hole on his thigh. His leg was pricked by glass and covered in blood, and blood even flowed to the area near the door. Her face was filled with the despair of being unable to rest in peace. Her pupils had already dimmed down, and she had a deathly pale look all over her face.

On the snow-white bed in the room were scattered pieces of clothing, red ribbons, and bloody props. The old, ugly, fat man lay naked on his back, the blood on his head frozen black, and next to his body was a blood-stained vase.

I suddenly felt a mouthful of blood clogging my chest, unable to spit it out. The grim, deathly face made me want to scream, but I swallowed it back in my throat. My chest rose and fell continuously, hurting so much that I couldn't control my body. My entire body fell to the ground in a daze, completely losing consciousness.

That time, I lay in bed for two whole days before I regained consciousness. When I opened my eyes, I understood one thing. If I couldn't escape my godfather's control, what awaited me would be Linglong's fate. Linglong used her own life to give me the most memorable lesson. At the same time, I know that I must bury this matter in my heart. I definitely cannot let godfather know about it, and I must even forget about Linglong.

"Xueying, you're awake? "How are you feeling?" The dried and aged face of my godfather appeared before my eyes. It seemed that he didn't need to worry about me these past few days.

I blinked my eyes innocently, asking softly, "Godfather, where is this place?" Why am I here? "

Her foster father's expression was peculiar, his tone was long: "Xueying fainted. She has already been lying in the hospital for two days."

I was shocked, I didn't think that I would actually be unconscious for so long, so I asked with an innocent expression, "Godfather, how did I faint? "Didn't I remember going to school?"

Her foster father frowned, "Xueying doesn't remember? "Linglong …"

"Linglong?" I repeated, tilting my head and asking, "Is Linglong the little girl that godfather brought back?"

My godfather looked me up and down, and my heart was beating nervously, afraid that my godfather would see through me. I didn't expect that my godfather would just call the doctor and ask about my condition.

When I saw the doctor come in, my heart was about to jump out of my chest, and I thought I was finished.

But the doctor just held up the medical record and said, "It's not impossible to rule out the possibility of amnesia. Too much stimulation might cause the patient to lose his memory of that area."

Listening to the long list of reasons, I didn't understand some of the terms, but I knew I was safe.

My godfather called and picked me up. He looked at me with a look of relief and benevolence. When I got home, I found that there was only my own things in the house. Everything about Linglong had been cleaned up by my godfather in such a short time.

My heart gushed with a thin stream of sadness, but I could only pretend as if nothing had happened, acting as if I had always been living alone, leisurely walking around the house.

"Young Master Zhang, I have already brought Xueying out of the hospital." Dad dialed his cell phone at the door of my house and said, "Yes, it won't happen again. Xueying doesn't remember, it's for the best like this, at least it won't have any bad effects. "

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm so lucky this time. I understand." His foster father spoke for a long time before hanging up. Then, he said to me: "Xueying, in the future, will you be unhappy when you have two younger sisters living together with you?"

"Nope, it's lively with more people." I raised my innocent smile, but I knew that Linglong had truly disappeared from here without a trace.

When Young Master Zhang came to see me later on, it was probably to confirm that I had lost my memories. I know, dad and the rest are afraid that Linglong's matter will affect the girls' thoughts, and I am the closest person to them since I have seen Linglong's deathly appearance. If I am affected, all of the effort they put into me would go to waste, and what awaits me is the next auction.

Maybe my little friend had made them relax their vigilance, Young Master Zhang and godfather did not suspect me.

A few days later, the Young Master Zhang told me that they would be bringing me to a place in the evening. I heard them say that they wanted to thank someone, and I think that they were the people who helped Father and the others settle the matter with Linglong that played a key role.