Chapter 1117: This is domestic violence
Chapter 1117 This is domestic violence
The grandmother turned on the water heater for her and tested the water temperature.
The bathroom was cramped and old, and the light dimly flickered a few times before turning on. Xia Ling was not used to this kind of place, but she was lucky to have a place to stay when she was so downtrodden. There was nothing to be picky about, so she took off her dirty and wrinkled high-end clothes, revealing her delicate and beautiful body.
She looked at herself in the mirror through the dim light.
The originally fair skin was covered with bruises and bruises, some of which were injured, and some of which were marks left by Pei Ziheng's violent aggression. Looking at them, those unbearable scenes came overwhelming again, making it difficult for her to breathe and almost unable to stand.
Her face turned pale again, and with great difficulty, she whispered to herself: "Xia Ling, it's over, you have escaped. You will never be abused by him again." But she couldn't help but feel sad. Come on, she once worshiped and admired him so much, but in just over a month, everything changed.
She squatted in the bathroom for a long time, hugging herself tightly. After a long time, she turned on the shower and let the slightly scalding hot water wash over her bruised skin.
Slight pain on the skin.
As if this can drive away the pain in my heart.
She washed for a long time, turned off the shower, and wiped herself with a towel.
The old lady knocked on the door outside: "Girl, have you finished washing? I will bring you clothes."
Speaking, he pushed open the bathroom door without waiting for her to respond. Xia Ling didn't have time to cover herself up, turned around, and her entire naked body fell into the sight of the old lady. The old lady looked at her in shock, her hands holding the clothes trembling slightly: "Oh my god, girl, you..."
She touched her face and remembered that she had just taken off her sunglasses when she took a shower. She had a palm-sized face that was bright and delicate. More importantly, it was so red that it became a household name. She said somewhat uncomfortably: "Grandma, do you recognize me? Don't tell anyone I'm here..."
But the old lady asked in a trembling voice: "Girl, what's the matter with these injuries on your body?"
Xia Ling was stunned for a moment.
The hot water was so comfortable that she almost forgot that she still had so many injuries on her body, and she stood speechless. The two were silent for a few seconds, but the old woman reacted first and put the clean clothes in her hands into her hands: "Change on first, come out and talk."
Xia Ling slowly changed into her clothes.
It is an old woman's daughter's old clothes. The soft cotton material is very comfortable against the body. Her heart calmed down little by little with the appropriate clothes. After she changed them out, she just told the old lady softly: "He did it."
She didn’t say who it was.
But sometimes, when women talk to each other, three words are enough. The old lady looked at her clearly, feeling distressed and pitiful: "What a beast! That's why you can't go home?"
Xia Ling said softly: "Yeah."
"What a poor girl..." the old lady said, and gave her some advice, "Call the police. I will accompany you to the police station to accuse him of domestic violence, and let the police punish him!"
"It's useless." Xia Ling smiled bitterly. Pei Ziheng was so powerful that he had many ways to push things away. What was even more frightening was that once the police were called, he would find her.
But the old lady misinterpreted her meaning and sighed dejectedly: "Yes, I am old and confused. It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. The police can take care of it for a while, but can they take care of it for the rest of their lives?"
He thought for a while and then said, "Girl, divorce him."
Xia Ling's voice was softer: "We are not married." A stinging pain spread in her heart, sore and swollen.
The old lady looked at her for a long time, and finally could only say: "It's injustice, it's all injustice. Girl, if you don't mind it, just stay here with me. You are still so young, and there is always a way to live without him. Wait until you find it." Find a suitable place to stay before moving.”
Xia Ling was a little flattered: "I can't thank you enough for taking me in for one night. How can I be embarrassed to live here all the time?"
But the old lady said: "What are you embarrassed about? You have nothing to lose now, you can't go back to that pit of fire! Girl, what do you do for a living, and where are your parents? You ran away from a man, why don't your parents care about you? Relatives Friends, if there is anyone you can seek refuge with, I will contact you.”
Xia Ling looked at her in surprise: "You don't know who I am?"
The old lady looked confused: "What you are saying is that I should know who you are?"
Xia Ling was quiet for a moment, and then she realized that the old woman in front of her had probably not been a celebrity star for many years, so she didn't even know about the super diva who was famous all over the world. However, this is great. She is lucky to be able to hide here quietly without being disturbed. Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and said softly to the old lady: "My name is Xiao Ling. If you don't mind, I will bother you for a while."
It is impossible for the old lady to dislike her.
Old people who live alone are the most lonely, and it is best to have someone to keep them company.
Every morning, the old lady goes out to buy groceries and cook, while Xia Ling stays at home with the cats and cleans the room clumsily. After lunch, the two of them would drink tea and talk. The old lady would go out to feed the wild cats, while she would wash the dishes and put away the cat food at home. She had never done these things before and did not do well, but the old lady did not dislike it at all and said to her with a smile: "There are not many young girls these days who know how to do things. How can you have this job?" I feel good now. Girl, just rest and I’ll do it.”
Xia Ling stubbornly helped her clean up the room.
She is already living under someone else’s roof. She would be embarrassed if she did nothing and just ate and drank for free.
The old lady said: "If you really want to help, why don't you go out with me to feed the cats? There are several wild cat gathering places nearby. I will carry the cat food alone, and my back will be sore."
Xia Ling said: "Okay."
Wearing sunglasses, I wrapped myself tightly in the scarf that the grandmother’s daughter had left at home before daring to go out.
The old lady looked at her strangely: "What are you doing wearing sunglasses in this weather?"
She has become very familiar with the old lady these days. After thinking about it, she said: "I...my identity is a bit special. I don't wear sunglasses for fear of being recognized."
"Special? Could it be that you are a princess," the old lady said jokingly, "Xiao Ling, you are so beautiful, you are not really a princess. From which country did you come to us?"
The words made Xia Ling laugh.
However, no matter how many things she did to help the old lady and no matter how harmonious the relationship was, it could not offset the guilt in her heart about living and eating for free. On this day, she took off the pair of diamond earrings and gave them to the old woman: "Keep these and use them as my accommodation and meal expenses during this period."
The old lady was startled and hurriedly declined: "Isn't this jewelry cheap? I can't accept it. Xiao Ling, you are here to eat and live with me to relieve my boredom and talk. Although I am not rich, adding another person is just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks. , it’s no big deal. Keep the earrings by yourself.”
(End of this chapter)