After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

Chapter 62 I beg you, please——

Sometimes, I really want to know how many evil things I did in my previous life to suffer so much torture.

"Drink it yourself, or should I feed you?" Luo Wuchen asked me like this, his eyes were cold, without a trace of warmth.

"No..." I shuddered, and when my eyes touched the bottle of Qianchen in Luo Wuchen's hand, the blood on my face suddenly faded.

A great panic overwhelmed me and broke my mind.

I suddenly felt a kind of fear that I was thrown high and thrown into the endless abyss.

If I lost even my own memory...then I...

Can it still be me?

"If Master Jian is reluctant to feed it with his own hands, I can do it instead." Qin Qing was still fanning the flames and said sarcastic remarks, "I have rich experience in feeding medicine, and my hands are steady and my heart is ruthless."

"Get out." Luo Wuchen remained expressionless.

Qin Qing seemed to choke for a while, then shrugged and left.

"Jianzun, I am waiting to eat your wedding wine."

wedding...

Is that a happy event?

To me, that's clear...

Luo Wuchen's eyes fell on me, I twitched nervously, and a layer of water mist slowly appeared in my eyes.

Weightlessness, falling, like falling into an abyss, deep in the mud, no way to survive, despair, fear, too many emotions almost drove me to collapse.

I wish I could pass out immediately.

But no.

Not being in a coma can escape all problems.

On the contrary, after losing consciousness, it will only be easier to be manipulated by others.

Do not……

My teeth trembled, my dull eyes rolled, and my eyes fell on the slightly closed window.

Yes, I want to escape, I can't, I can't stay in this place...

Dragging my body in pain and convulsions, I ran to the window in a panic, trying to escape through the window.

As if I could escape hell if only I could get out of this room.

But it was only this room that kept me in hell.

My hands and feet were cold and trembling, and I lost my strength because of the pain. Before I could open the window, a hand clasped my neck.

"Xie Wan." Luo Wuchen called me coldly.

He squeezed my neck to keep me from breathing and from suffocating me.

"--let me go!" I was like an antelope that fell into the lion's mouth, knowing that it was futile, I still struggled with my limbs, and my voice was shrill, "Ah--let go..."

I was dragged all the way and thrown back to the drenched and cold bed.

His back slammed against the bed, his heart pounding in his chest.

Like a dying fish, I was held in Luo Wuchen's palm.

Luo Wuchen pinched my jaw, forcing me to open my mouth, his eyes were cold, as if he was watching something dead, "Open your mouth."

"No...no, don't!" I struggled locally, but was ruthlessly suppressed in the next moment.

Luo Wuchen's hand stroked my wet hair, grabbed my lower back, and cut off my back.

"Drink it." Luo Wuchen ordered me.

"No! No..." I was so frightened that my face turned pale, my nails dug deep into Luo Wuchen's flesh, my joints turned bone-white, I grabbed Luo Wuchen's wrist tightly, my eyes filled with tears , looking at Luo Wuchen pleadingly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Master——"

The tone was so shrill that it almost broke.

"I know I was wrong, don't..."

The hand that grabbed me trembled slightly, but didn't let go.

I kept leaning back, trying to avoid the bottle of Qianchen approaching my lips, but Luo Wuchen's arm on my back was firmly pinching, and I couldn't retreat.

Above the head is a candle lamp embedded in the wall, which is burning fiercely, burning so dazzlingly that it makes me feel dizzy for a while.

I couldn't help crying out sadly, "No."

Warm tears rolled down from my eyes, and I burst out crying, "No, I won't drink, I don't want to drink..."

"No..." I shook my head, unwilling to drink the cold bottle of Qianchen, tears welled up in my eyes, and I sobbed bitterly: "... oh no..."

Luo Wuchen wanted to punish me because I ran away, so he wanted me to drink Xi Qianchen and erase all my memories...

"Master," I called him in a trembling voice, trying to arouse his pity for me, "Wan Wan knew it was wrong, Wan Wan, I knew it was wrong..."

I was so frightened that I was trembling with fear.

A mournful sound came out from his throat, and he begged for mercy in an incoherent manner, trembling and incoherent.

"I will be good, I, I will be obedient... I know I was wrong, I..."

My hair and body are covered with rainwater that has not been wiped dry, and the tear stains on my face are still full of new tears.

Yes, I know it's useless to ask Luo Wuchen.

But besides begging, I have no other way.

I tried to resist, and I tried to escape, but the end only made me fall into a worse situation.

Like meat on a chopping board, I was never able to do anything about it.

"Master, Master, I beg you..." My eyes were red, and I begged, rather than wailing, "I beg you——"

"Please, don't, don't—"

Luo Wuchen just bent down quietly, pressed my chin with his cold palm, and forced me to raise my head and open my mouth.

The water poured into my eyes, and the wet hair stuck to my forehead, and there were drops of water falling continuously, which were tears overflowing from my eyes.

I shook my head desperately, begging for mercy incoherently.

"Please, I won't run away again, I won't run away, I will be obedient, please, please... ahhhhh—"

Perhaps it was because I was crying too hard, Luo Wuchen stared at me for a while, then stopped for a moment.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, Luo Wuchen held my cold hand and asked me, "What's wrong?"

What's wrong?

I looked at Luo Wuchen dully, feeling a little confused in my heart.

Luo Wuchen asked me where I was wrong...but I didn't know where I was wrong.

I asked myself over and over again, am I really wrong?

I……

What's wrong?

I can't get an answer.

Fear took over my consciousness, I couldn't think, and despair dragged me down.

I murmured blankly, "I don't know..."

Topsy-turvy, like my confused consciousness.

"I'm sorry, Master, Wanwan didn't know... Wanwan was wrong... I really knew I was wrong..."

I don't know what I did wrong to suffer this...

But if Luo Wuchen said that I was wrong, it must be my fault, and if there is no fault, it is also a fault.

"I was wrong," I murmured with my eyes glazed over, tears rolling down my face, "I... I shouldn't have run away, I shouldn't have been disobedient..."

Luo Wuchen's hand caressed my eyes that were red from crying, his voice didn't fluctuate at all, "You know I'm wrong?"

My eyeballs moved stiffly, I looked at Luo Wuchen weakly, and nodded obediently: "I know I was wrong."

"Will you be obedient in the future?"

obedient……

A trace of pain flashed in my eyes, but I still nodded.

With a slight force of fingers, Luo Wuchen knocked open my teeth, and handed the bottle of Xi Qianchen to my palm, "Drink it yourself."

My eyes fell on the bottle of washing powder, my dull eyes moved and slowly opened wide, as if avoiding the plague.

"No, no, no, I don't want it."

I'm so useless, I can't even keep my own memory...

Luo Wuchen wants to erase my memory, is it because I know too much and I'm not "obedient" enough.

But just like the white paper with the ink washed off, it will no longer be the original white paper.

The me who lost all memory will never be me again.

All that is left is the puppet that suits his wishes.

Such a future... I don't want to!

I do not want to--!

I struggled desperately, banging my head against the bedpost, trying to end my torture.

"Thank you Wan! How dare you!?"

Luo Wuchen pulled me up abruptly and stared at me coldly.

"Is this what you call being obedient?"

I trembled uncontrollably, like a stone statue about to crumble and shatter.

Why is the night so long?

When... will we see the dawn?

Under Luo Wuchen's hands, I wept silently, limp as if dead.

Luo Wuchen's fingers were cold and strong, like iron hoops that made me unable to move.

Something cold slipped down my throat through my forced open mouth, and my body jerked like a white fish.

"……no, do not want……"

I couldn't stop crying, the tears fell like there was no end.

"I beg you, Master, Master..."

I cried so mournfully, like an animal with its throat sealed in a slaughterhouse, whining terribly and struggling desperately.

It's a pity that the executioner never sympathizes with the dead under the knife.

After all, Luo Wuchen poured me this bottle of forgetting the past.

The icy liquid flowed down my throat, and the faint light in my eyes, like a blown out candle, instantly dimmed.

I lost all the strength to struggle, and collapsed on the ground, staring at the unreachable sky outside the house through the door with empty eyes.

Tears meandered into streams on my face.

The cleansing dust does not actually have any smell, it tastes like ordinary white water that you drink every day.

But as the dust of the past entered my throat, my thinking began to slow down, and my head seemed to be mixed with unknown paste.

"—"

My pupils were dilated, and I stared blankly at the man above me.

A thought popped up suddenly——

If I had known... If I survived, I would face even deeper despair. It would be better if I jumped off the Zhuxian Terrace and disappeared, leaving a clean...

The memory collapsed silently into thousands of fragments, fading away like fading.

A mist rose from the sea of ​​consciousness, it was white, and quickly occupied my entire sea of ​​consciousness.

I feel that my whole body has become light and thin, like paper, and I can be blown away by just a gust of wind...falling on the ground, being drenched by rain, it melted, and finally...rotten In the mud, it can no longer be recovered.

Time was stretched very slowly and long, the sound of rain outside the house, the sound of my heart beating, the rustling of tears falling...

In the end, I couldn't hear anything.

The whole world fell into silence.

"..."

I felt that my whole body was light, as if I had sunk into the bottom of the water, and the waves in front of my eyes were treacherous, and the sound of the water and my heartbeat were intertwined into an ethereal piece of music.

I floated in the cold spring water, closed my eyes heavily, and never happened again.

This body is seamless.

Here... there is no one to thank me.