I am full of expectations for the future. I am a sophomore and I am waiting at the station to take a long bus home. A middle-aged woman sat next to her, holding the child, and I saw that her hands were very dark. I lowered my head and played with my phone, and the dormitory group

I am full of expectations for the future

I am a sophomore and am waiting at the station to take a long-distance bus home. A middle-aged woman sat next to her, holding the child, and I saw that her hands were very dark.

I lowered my head and played with my phone, and the dormitory group was chatting enthusiastically. "Daughter, where is the toilet? I want to go to the toilet." She said in a broken Mandarin "Go straight and turn left." I replied without raising my head. "Look at me that I can't find it. Can you take me there and help me hug the child."

I agreed, thinking that she really has no sense of safety and is not afraid of the child being abducted. Finally, I realized that it was me who was not aware of safety. A scent of fragrance came from the toilet door, and I lost consciousness... When I woke up again, I was in the bed, not knowing what day it was. Looking at the blackened roof, I wanted to rub my eyes. But I found that my hands and feet were tied up tightly. I began to be scared, and I knew it was over.

After a while, a shriveled old lady came in, and her face smiled like a wilted chrysanthemum. She brought a bowl of rice, "Your man will come in a while, you can eat first."

Looking at the strong contrast between the white bowl and her dark hands, I felt desperate. "I don't eat, I want to go home! My parents can give you how much money do you want."

She put the bowl aside, "It's okay if you don't eat, you can't leave. I don't want money, I just want grandson."

I was desperate, and the sky was getting dark. A burly man came in, with big hands and feet, but his feet were lame.

He came in, said nothing, and began to untie the rope on my legs. The calluses on his hands made my skin tingle. I began to rekindle hope, "Can you let me go? Trafficking will be punished by God."

He broke my innocence without saying a word. After untiing the rope, she began to untire my clothes. I struggled to death, but I couldn't shake him at all. Since I haven't had a meal for two days, I was dizzy and gave up struggling in a short while. A burst of pain that I had never felt before came, and I shed tears of despair.

I only realized the next day that he was not a mute. He said he would be nice to me, but I don’t believe it and don’t care. I'm going to run away.

This is the sixth time I was caught after running away. Looking at his horrible expression and the fierce light in his eyes, I was scared. Every time I was caught back, he would punish me severely. After each time, I have to rest in bed for a few days. Even though I was dissatisfied with my repeated escapes, the old lady had never had enough food and drink. In her heart, the world is great, not as big as her grandson.

But I was never pregnant, but the old lady was so anxious that she forced me to take a strange and pungent folk remedy. She urged her son openly and secretly, and her son was also anxious. I suffered even more at night. After her son left during the day, she asked me to lie down, saying it would be beneficial to pregnancy. I just feel humiliated. In this mountain village that I can’t get out of, what’s the use of the knowledge I’ve learned? I feel desperate.

Finally, with the efforts of their mother and son, I got pregnant. In the early morning, I felt nauseous and retching, and the old lady was sure that I was pregnant and forced me to take some strange folk remedies for pregnancy. I was nauseous every day, for this child and for myself.

My belly is getting bigger day by day, and I am getting more anxious and thinner. I tried every means to get rid of the child, but the old lady was always in line with me.

I need to disguise myself as a surrender woman, a mother looking forward to my child, I began to pretend to make clothes for my child, care about him, and care about trivial matters in their family. When she proudly said to her son, "It's good that a woman becomes a mother, she feels at ease and can never run away. She doesn't know how to work, so she can give birth to a few more sons." I knew I had gained their trust.

They began to agree to me go out, and I followed the women in the village to dig wild vegetables. I met a wild vegetable that has a miraculous effect.

The child has been nearly seven months old. I have been shaken during this period, but I still firmly determined. I will not surrender.

In a blink of an eye, it was the wheat harvest season. I proposed to do farm work with them and pick up wheat ears. The man disagreed and he was not at ease with his son, but the old lady was immersed in the joy of training her daughter-in-law, so I followed them. The autumn harvest is in full swing, but I have no time to take care of it.I'm observing, I'm searching, looking for an opportunity to kill this child.

Finally, I found it. I held my bulky belly and picked up wheat ears with a basket. While they were busy, I was away from their sight bit by bit. My heart seemed to jump out, and my stomach hurt slightly. It seemed as if a century had passed, I approached a hillside.

I climbed up the hill with difficulty. This height is enough for me to lose this child. Maybe I will die, but I am not afraid. I will not give birth to this humiliating, sinful child. I won't let them succeed. I closed my eyes and fell down the hillside...

Time passed so slowly... It seemed that only pain was left in this world. I was so numb and confused. In the blur, I saw their anxious expressions and felt happy.

The child was finally unable to save it, he was a boy. Looking at his regretful expression and listening to the old lady's regretful nagging, I felt happy, I felt happy, I would not let them succeed.

Finally, they knew I did it. An equally shriveled woman came to talk to the old lady. At night, the man hit me, looking at his angry look, the fist that fell on me, I was not afraid, I would not surrender.

I lived my life when I just came here, and it was even worse. During the day, the old lady kept watching me, and at night, her son came to torture me.

I hate it so much, I don’t know what will happen in the future, I just know that I will never surrender.

They like my look of lowering my eyebrows, so I will lower my eyebrows. The old lady finally felt relieved that I would go to cook. When cooking, I mashed unknown wild vegetables with miraculous sleeping effects, squeezed out the juice and put them into the soup.

They were happy for my surrender and immersed in the dream of having a son and grandson. But I didn't know that the danger was approaching them...

Seeing them drinking the soup, I felt excited. I went to the kitchen to get a lit torch and threw it on the bed, this bed full of my humiliation.

Setting fire is not in line with social norms, but I can't bear it anymore, so I started to throw things into the fire crazily. Looking at the little bit of fire approaching them, I felt the bloodthirsty pleasure.

I ran out quickly and took nothing, I was the only one, I was all about me. I ran forward desperately, only the whistling wind in my ears was heard.

I stopped and looked back and saw that their house was dazzling and bright in the middle of the night. I've never seen such a beautiful fire, such a great fire. I forgot everything, and only happiness and happiness remain in my heart.

I keep moving forward, I don’t know where this is, nor where I am going. I just know that I will never surrender, never...

I will never surrender