He said, your even thought of seeing a squirrel belongs to me.
Xia Qinghe thought that as long as she was good enough, good enough, shaped the rice balls into flower shapes, and wiped the floor until there was no trace of dust, the man who called her "Xia Maiden" would stop. He didn't stop. His fist landed on the top of her head, because if he hit her face, others would see it.
She escaped. One person, one night, moved thirteen boxes down from the sixth floor. The blood blisters on the soles of her feet were broken, but she didn't look back.
She thought it would be good to escape. But depression is coming. I couldn't get out of bed for more than 40 days and lost weight to less than 80 pounds. There is a voice in my head that keeps saying: Are you tired? Come to me and you will be liberated.
It was Lu Chengan who picked her up from the ground. He climbed Qingyun Mountain on his back and stayed with her in the hospital with only a folding chair. During the days when she was tied to the Anding bed, he drove from the East Fifth Ring Road to the Anding Hospital every day, delivering fruits, books, and a note saying "Don't be afraid." In his memo, he wrote down how much she ate and how long she slept every day. He wrote down, "Bao'er didn't cry after taking medicine, and Bao'er didn't cry after taking injections."
He jumped twice on the bungee jumping platform just to ask her a question.
This is not a story about being beaten. This is the story of a woman biting gauze without saying a word, being pushed down in a mud pit, then climbing up on her own, and finally killing her domesticated self. It is also a story about a man who used the stupidest way and never left even one step.
The one she wanted to kill was never herself. It was Xia Qinghe who was kneeling on the ground cleaning the toilet and thought he was beaten because he wasn't good enough.
And then, comes to life and ends up being the story of a female race car driver.
Intention: Real strength is not to never fall, but to escape and bite the gauze without saying a word, then kill the domesticated self with your own hands.