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I watched her as I walked quickly towards her. I loosened the rope around Wei Qing's limbs and hugged her to my chest, hoping to wake her up.

My fingers didn't dare touch her skin for fear of hurting her.

I was wrong.

I wanted to reprimand her, to ask why she'd been tormented like this and didn't call me, but what right did I have to send her here?

I shook her body, but she didn't reply. I took out my phone to call for first aid, but my reason stopped me, I called for first aid, so that the people in the hotel and the others would know that it was Qin Shana's husband messing with a woman, and that Qin Shana's husband would resent us, so there was no point in trying so hard to find Wei Qing.

I squeezed my phone, my hands shaking.

I looked down at Wei Qing, her face was pale white, her lips were slightly purple, as though she was about to die from the pain.

"Forget it." Once again, I picked up my phone and decided to call an ambulance. But right at this moment, Wei Qing grabbed onto my phone, she had a lot of strength in her hand.

I couldn't help but look at her. She opened her eyes with some difficulty, then said in a very soft voice, "Take me to shower. He's not wearing a condom." "Help me. I don't have the strength. My head hurts. He gave me medicine."

I immediately put down my phone, ran to the bathroom, and filled the bathtub with warm water. Then I carried Wei Qing on my back.

When I lifted her on my back, she gave a little snort and struggled to get off my back. I stopped her at once.

I put Wei Qing into the warm water and splashed the water onto her body. But the first thing Wei Qing did when she was leaning on the bathtub was to let go of the water.

She held out her hand for me to pass her the shower, and she held it and ran water over her groin as if she could wash herself clean.

"I'm afraid I'm going to get pregnant." "I don't want to have these men's children."

"Wait a moment, I was careless." "I'll go get you a pill."

After I said this, I wanted to leave, but Wei Qing reached out and pulled me back. Her hands were wet, and she said, "Don't go, stay with me, I don't want to be alone here right now."

I held her hand and knelt down to help her wipe her body. Her skin was very white, and the wounds caused by Qin Shana's husband were even more shocking.

"I'll take you to the hospital when you're done bathing." "No," I said.

Wei Qing looked at me and shook her head, she laughed and said, "No need, I have been working on the farm since I was young, so it's not that expensive."

I dropped my hand. I don't know why, but it felt like I had lost all my strength. I couldn't even move a finger.

"Thank you. He said he was very satisfied with me." She said it as if she were trying to comfort me, but mine was more painful. "Did I succeed this time?" Her voice was so gentle that it was like a breeze brushing my face, and my tears slid down my cheeks and onto the back of my hand.

"What's the matter with you?" Wei Qing looked up at me, and she suddenly said, "I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood right now, so I can't comfort you."

She looked at me with faint, despairing eyes. She stood up in the bathtub and looked down at me condescendingly.

I squatted on the ground and looked up at her, then stood up in silence and grabbed a towel from the side to wrap her body inside. In that instant, Wei Qing suddenly hugged me, her hands tightly wrapped around my back, her head leaning on my shoulder.

I didn't dare move, and I didn't want to, if that would give her a little comfort.

After a few minutes, Wei Qing raised her head. The two of us looked at each other, her eyes were clear and calm, like a piece of jade.

I looked at her and reached out to wipe her hair, but at that moment, Wei Qing's kiss landed on my face, very gently, like a butterfly on my fingertip.

I was startled, but I didn't push her away. I had no reason to push her away, did I?

If it would give her a little comfort, it would do her no harm.

She looked up quickly, her fingertips on my face. She said nothing.

"Can I rest here today?" she asked me. "That man will come back for me."

"Are you sure?" I asked her. "I can give you money to get you out of here."

Wei Qing lifted her eyelids to glance at me, but I felt like I was being mocked by her.

In the end the two of us didn't go to the hospital, didn't even go out, just stayed in the room for a meal.

"I'm leaving." I said goodbye to Wei Qing at the door.

Wei Qing stood barefoot on the ground. She wore the white and blue striped pajamas given by the hotel, hanging loosely on her body, her wet hair hanging loose on her shoulders. She looked at me, her eyes still lifeless, one hand on the door, the other at her side.

"Call me if you need anything." "Don't be patient," I told her, my heart aching at the apathy of the girl.

When Wei Qing heard my words, her lips formed a smile, and she said, "Your skin is very soft." Then she closed the door. She must have said something about my face. I'm an aunt in her forties, and her skin isn't as soft as hers.

I walked slowly home. My cell phone rang a few times, but I didn't bother to pick it up.

I leaned against the elevator, feeling weightlessness again. I grabbed the bar in the elevator to keep my balance, and by now I was exhausted.

The elevator door opened and I staggered out. There was no one outside my door, and if only Zhou Jin could appear in front of me at this hour and give me a hug.

I squatted at the door and threw my bag on the floor in search of the key, but sometimes, the more I tried to find something, the more frustrated I was that I couldn't find it. Just when I was about to throw my bag away, the door suddenly opened.

"Xia Ying..." A very gentle voice rose above my head.

I looked up and saw Zhou Jin, one hand on the doorknob and the other on the doorjamb, looking at me in surprise.

I looked at Zhou Jin, and suddenly couldn't say a word. Although my stomach was full of grievances and worries, they were all stuck in my throat.

I let go of the bag and reached out. "Help me up," I said.

Zhou Jin looked at me, and the next second I was in his arms.