Green in the past continuous tense (13-14)

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13. Feng, pulling up his pants, walked to Chen, stroked Chen's face, pointed to Jing lying on the bed like a corpse, and said, "Tangtang, look, Jing should be calm now, and she can listen to you properly. Hmm, you two are of one mind, you should try to persuade her." Chen didn't move, her head still buried between her legs. Feng continued, "Just tell her clearly that I recorded it, and I took photos. If she goes out and talks nonsense, I'll have someone handle it and post it all online. Hmm, my men have been holding back for days. If she's still stubborn, I'll have them play along with her, and film that too and post it online. Oh, and don't forget to tell Jing that although I'm just a lowly deputy mayor, nobody here can really control me. The police chief still owes me a favor, and several heads of the court were my dad's men back then. Hmm, your dad knows that too, you can ask him if you don't believe me. You should..." "Let Xiaojing understand that society isn't as simple as she thinks." Feng stroked Chen's hair, pointed to a few of his men, and said, "These are my brother-in-law's men. You should have heard of my brother-in-law; he's the CEO of Huancheng Group. Even the underworld has to give him some leeway. Hmm, you understand what I mean?" Feng straightened up, adjusted his clothes, waved to Wen and his men, and then said to Chen, "You and Xiaojing chat for a bit. We're going downstairs to get some food." The group left, leaving only Chen and Jing in the room. Chen lay slumped on the floor, while Jing lay naked on the bed, mother and daughter like two plaster casts. An hour later, Feng and Wen returned to the room. Chen and Jing were still in the same positions they had left in. Feng stood by the bed, somewhat dazed, frowning as he asked Chen, "What's wrong? Shouldn't you talk to your daughter?" Chen remained slumped, unresponsive. "Then let me talk to your daughter," Feng turned to look at Jing, smiling, "Little brat, now you know how powerful I am, right? Look how obedient you are. Don't tell anyone about your mother's affairs. From now on, be a good girl and serve me like my woman. With me protecting you, isn't that great, right?" Jing stared at him, expressionless. "I'm usually very gentle with women. Was it your fault back then? Who told you to be so wild and disobedient? I was just teaching you a lesson on behalf of your parents. Okay, smile. I'll be gentle with you from now on. I'll let you experience the joys of being a woman. Ah, don't be so serious, little one, come on, smile." Jing gritted her teeth, slowly squeezing out, "I'm going to sue you! I'm going to sue you, you beast! I'm going to sue you, you dirty woman! I'm going to sue you two, you two dogs! I'm going to tell everyone about your shameful deeds!"
"Huh?" Feng was stunned for a moment. "What did you say?" "I'm going to tell my dad, he won't let you get away with this!" "What? Your dad? That lousy manager?" "My dad won't let you get away with this!" Feng's face flushed red as he stared at Jing, muttering, "Damn! Won't let me get away with this? Won't let me get away with this? I'll see how capable your good dad really is..." Feng's gaze fell on Jing's crotch, and he suddenly stopped talking, his eyes fixed there. Underneath Jing's disheveled pubic hair, her pink labia were swollen high, and traces of dried semen remained at the entrance of her vagina. Feng swallowed hard, reached out and unbuckled his belt, muttering again, "Looks like I still need to teach them a lesson!"
Feng slowly climbed onto the bed with his erect penis. A look of terror appeared on Jing's face. She suddenly lifted her body, propped herself up on her hands, and moved towards the inside of the bed, shouting, "What are you doing?! My dad won't let you get away with this!" "Today I'll teach you how to be a woman!" Feng pounced on her. Jing screamed and kicked at Feng, but her initial fierceness was gone. After a few kicks, she turned and crawled towards the edge of the bed. After a couple of attempts, Feng pressed her down onto the bed, pinning her legs down. She struggled to pull herself up on the bed with her hands, but couldn't move. Feng stared at Jing's smooth, silky buttocks, slowly spitting and smearing his penis on her vulva. He then pressed the egg-sized glans against it, adjusted it a few times, and with Jing screaming, he thrust all the way in! Jing clung to the bed like a madwoman, her neck arching back as if in a spasm. After a moment of silence, she opened her mouth and screamed repeatedly. Feng's eyes were red, and he thrust even harder. After several thrusts, his penis was covered with streaks of blood. "Ah!" Jing screamed, each scream more painful than the last, her upper body taut, repeatedly leaning forward, trying to break free of what was inside her, but her lower body was pinned down by Feng. The penis thrust rapidly in and out of Jing's vagina. Feng grabbed Jing's hair and pulled her back, arching her body backward. He thrust harder against her, like riding a wild horse. Jing's voice grew hoarse from the continuous screams. Wen stood to the side, her face showing pity. She moved her feet several times but didn't move. Then Chen seemed to finally come alive. She jumped up and pounced on Feng, trying to pull him off Jing, but Feng shoved her off the bed, onto the sofa. Feng didn't turn around and continued thrusting forcefully. Chen grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table, gripped it with both hands, and lunged at Feng. Wen screamed. Feng turned and raised his hand to block, the knife piercing his forearm. Chen pulled out the knife and stabbed Feng again. Terrified, Feng tumbled off the bed, clutching his forearm, ran to the door, then looked back. Chen didn't chase after him. He simply gripped the knife tightly in both hands, shielding Jing, his lips trembling, his eyes fixed on Feng. For a moment, the room was silent. Chen held the knife, tip pointing downwards, Feng's blood dripping onto the bed. Feng roared at Chen, "Bitch, you dare stab me? See how I deal with you! You just wait! I'll go get some more men, I'll have them fuck you two sluts to death!" He then yelled at Wen, "You fucking come here right now, bandage my wounds!"
Feng shouted at his men outside the door, ordering them to guard the door, then slammed it shut. The room fell silent again. The door had been closed for a long time, but Chen still gripped the knife, staring towards the doorway. Jing sat up in bed. Chen shuddered, snapping out of his daze. Looking at the knife in his hand, his hand trembled, and he dropped the knife to the ground. Chen turned to look at Jing, and Jing looked at Chen. Chen hugged Jing tightly, murmuring, "Mommy is sorry, Jing, Mommy is sorry, Jing..." Suddenly, she burst into tears, crying, "Mommy is sorry to you all, Mommy is sorry to you all..." Jing remained motionless, letting Chen hug her, her face expressionless. Chen suddenly released Jing, wiping away her tears, and hurriedly said to herself, "He'll come back! Ah, Jing, we need to call the police, call the police! Oh, right, we need to call your grandpa and your dad..." Chen got out of bed and frantically searched her bag for her phone, but couldn't find it. She asked Jing, but Jing sat there silently. Chen searched Jing's bag again, but still couldn't find it. Chen's hands trembled as she frantically dialed the hotel's phone number on the bedside table, but after waiting for a long time, all she heard was a dead tone. The phone fell to the ground. Chen stood there blankly, her eyes unfocused, muttering, "No, he'll torture you to death, Xiao Jing. He'll torture you into becoming a bad woman like Mommy, Xiao Jing, no..."
Chen went over and hugged Jing, her eyes fixed on the window by the bed, murmuring, "Xiao Jing, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Xiao Jing... Mommy's here, ah, Mommy's here. Mommy won't let you become a woman like Mommy, ah, don't be afraid..." Jing remained motionless. Chen's eyes slowly brightened. She released Jing, reached out to smooth her hair, and gently said, "Xiao Jing, remember to tell your father for me, tell your father that if he's willing, Mommy will still be his woman in the next life, and will give him a good daughter. Tell your father that Mommy won't do anything to hurt him in the next life. Xiao Jing, you must listen to your father from now on, don't make him angry. Ah, Xiao Jing, visit your grandparents more often, they've always loved you very much." Jing looked up, staring at Chen strangely. Chen Chongjing smiled, touched Jing's face, and said, "Jing, you've grown up, you're a beautiful young woman now, even prettier than your mother was back then. You'll be your father's woman from now on, Jing. Your father loves you very much. Remember to keep a close eye on him and don't let him fall for other women." Jing stared blankly at Chen. Chen Chongjing smiled again, got out of bed, walked to the window, opened it, grabbed the windowsill, and got up to jump out. Jing screamed and lunged forward, clinging tightly to Chen's leg, crying and shouting, "Mom! What are you doing, Mom! What are you doing, Mom!!" Chen's body was already leaning out of the window, forcefully swinging her leg, saying, "Jing, let go! Let go!"
"What are you doing, Mom!" "Let go of Xiaojing!" Chen struggled, "Xiaojing, listen to Mom, Mom is dead, he will definitely let you go, he will definitely let our family go, he won't dare to make a big fuss, ah, let go of Xiaojing!" "Mom! Don't leave me! Don't leave me, I won't say anything! Ah, I won't say anything, I won't say anything, waah!..." At this moment, the guest room door was pushed open violently, and Feng, with thick bandages wrapped around his arm, rushed in with several of his men. Looking at the mother and daughter in front of the window, Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "What are you doing there?" He added fiercely, "Today I will let you know the consequences of offending me!" Chen struggled and tried to jump out of the window again. Jing grabbed Chen's leg and shouted at Feng, "My mom will die! My mom will die!!" Feng froze there, not reacting for a moment. Jing shouted again, "I won't tell anyone about my mother! Don't let my mother die! Don't let my mother die! I won't tell anyone about tonight! My mother is going to jump off a building!" Feng's face changed color, and before he could give any orders, several burly men rushed over. Chen was pinned to the bed, screaming and yelling at Feng, saying that if he dared to make another sound, she would haunt him even as a ghost. After a long time, Chen's voice became hoarse, and he finally ran out of strength to shout, but he still murmured those few words. Jing sat on the edge of the bed, and Feng squatted in front of her, saying, "You say you won't tell anyone now, but who can guarantee that you won't change your mind after you get home?" Jing glared fiercely at Feng: "What else do you want?!" Feng was about to say something when Wen, who was next to him, said, "Vice Mayor Wang, I know Xiao Jing. She's a bit stubborn, but she keeps her word. If she says she won't, she definitely won't." Feng turned to look at Wen, and Wen looked at Chen and said, "Let's leave it at that for today. Let Jing go back with Chen." "Look, Chen is like that..." "Bullshit! Do you have any right to speak here?!" Feng's face changed color. He got up to slap Wen, but suddenly noticed the expressions of his subordinates. His hand stopped in mid-air. He paused for a moment, glanced around, and then smiled, saying, "Ha, Lao Ma, Lao Zhang, what kind of looks are you giving me?" He put his raised hand on Wen's face and gently stroked it. He said, "Alright, alright, stop talking. You're making me look like a bad guy. Sister Wen, don't blame me for being angry with you. What you said was unnecessary. You don't understand me. I actually think the same thing. Alright, alright! The brothers are all tired tonight. Let's go home in a bit!" It was late at night. 14. Chen asked Jing for a week's leave and also asked his school leaders for leave to stay home with Jing. The next morning, Wen came to see Jing and examined her body. She told Chen that Jing's vagina had some tears, but it was nothing serious and she should be fine after a few days of rest. Chen saw Wen off at the door. As she was leaving, Wen stared at Chen, opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it again, turned, and went downstairs. That afternoon, Dong called, saying he was downstairs and wanted to see Chen. On the east side of the complex, there was a flowerbed about ten meters in diameter, filled with all sorts of flowers, some blooming, some withering. In the sunlight, Chen and Dong sat side-by-side by the flowerbed. Looking at the children playing in the distance, a faint smile appeared in Chen's eyes. "Sister," Dong said, "Wen told me about last night." "Hmm." Chen continued to stare at the children. Dong turned to look at Chen: "Sister, I didn't expect it to turn out like this." "Hmm." The two remained silent for a long time. "Sister, I didn't lie to you. I truly love you," Dong said. Chen paused, still looking into the distance, and smiled: "Thank you for saying that." "Sister, if…" Dong said, "If my brother finds out and doesn't want to be with you anymore, will you marry me?"
Chen turned to look at Dong. "I truly want to marry your sister." Chen shook her head. "Feng won't allow it." "I've thought about it, sister. It's okay. I have some connections in my family. If it still doesn't work out, we can go somewhere else together. Hmm, we can settle abroad." Chen smiled and shook her head, turning around to look into the distance. "Sister, did you ever love me?" Chen paused, then said, "I've thought about it too..." "..." "I don't know." "..." "I only know I love my husband." A few days later, Feng called Chen several times, asking her to bring Jing to his hotel. On the phone, Chen explained to Feng that Jing's injuries hadn't healed yet, and that Jing couldn't accept serving men alongside her mother for the time being. She asked Feng to give her some time to persuade Jing again. That evening, at the dinner table, Chen was shoveling food into a plate, intending to take it to Jing, who was in her room. "I" looked at Chen and said, "Little Jing still doesn't want to see me?" Chen stopped and stood still. "What's wrong with Xiaojing this time?" I frowned. "She usually only throws a tantrum for a day or two. Why isn't she going to school this time? Is she being bullied at school?" Chen remained silent. "Why don't I go apologize to Xiaojing? I was definitely a bit too harsh on her those days." "
..." I got up and wiped the tears from Chen's face, saying, "What's wrong, honey? Why are you crying again? Did something happen at home?" Chen threw herself into my arms, sobbing. At this moment, Jing came out of her room and stood at the door, saying, "Dad, can you come to my room? I need to tell you something." "Mom," Jing added, "can you let me and Dad be alone at home for a while?" Chen hesitated, quietly changed her shoes, and went out. I sat on Jing's bed, fiddling with the dolls on the bed, smelling the unique scent of a young girl in the room. Jing closed the door, walked over to the bed, and sat down beside me. "Xiao Jing, are you still angry with Daddy?" Jing didn't speak, remained silent for a while, then asked, "Daddy, do you like me?" "..." "Dad, do you love me?" "...Yes, I've always loved you and your mother." "You know what kind of love I'm talking about." "..." Jing kissed "my" lips, and I trembled as I gently sucked on the tip of Jing's tongue. "I" pushed Jing away and said, "Xiao Jing, we can't do this." Jing hugged "me" and said, "Daddy, Mom told me you love me. I know you love me too."
"I am your father, Xiao Jing." "I" looked down at the ground. "From today onwards, let me be your woman, Daddy." "What did you say?" "I" looked at Jing. "Let's make love, Daddy, I want to be your woman." Jing stared into "my" eyes. "..." "My mom told me, she agreed." "Xiao Jing, you're still young, you don't understand what love is yet. Dad will hurt you, you'll regret it later." "
Then do you understand love, Dad?" "..." "Do you love me?" "..." "I" lowered my head again. Jing slowly unbuttoned her shirt, then unhooked her bra, and took "my" hand and placed it on her breast. "My" hand trembled, and I looked up at Jing, saying, "What are you doing, Xiao Jing!" Jing then took off her pants and underwear, and hugged "me" naked, saying, "Dad, I want to make love to you."
I broke free from Jing and stood up. "Are you disgusted by me, Dad?" Jing lay on the bed, looking at me, tears streaming down her face. "What are you saying, Jing! I'm your dad! I'm your real dad!!" I rushed out of Jing's bedroom. I rushed out the outer door; in the hallway, Chen stood by the door. I stopped and looked at Chen. I said, "Chen, how could you tell Jing I love her!" "Don't you love her?" I looked at Chen, and Chen looked at me. I turned and rushed down the stairs. Chen opened Jing's door; Jing was naked, lying on the bed, her face covered in tears. Chen walked to the bedside, sat down, and hugged Jing. Jing burst into tears, saying, "Mom, Dad thinks I'm dirty." Chen stroked Jing's body and said, "No, Jing, you don't understand your father. He's just too afraid to touch you because he loves you so much, afraid of hurting you." Chen hugged Jing tightly and said, "Jing, listen to your mother. As long as you persevere, your father will gradually accept you. Remember, Jing, you're not dirty! Your father loves you!" "..." "Jing, the day after tomorrow is your father's birthday. After celebrating your father's birthday, I will explain everything to him, and then he will love you even more." "Mom, what if Dad finds out and doesn't want you anymore?" Chen was stunned and said, "Your father won't abandon me..." Chen murmured again, "Because he loves me too." That night, "I" called and told Chen that he was at the company and would sleep there that night. When "I" called, Chen was sitting at his desk in the bedroom, staring blankly at the envelope in his hand. Inside the envelope was a suicide note Chen had written to "me," which he had written a few days ago. The letter detailed her relationship with Dong and Feng, saying she didn't expect my forgiveness, only hoping her death would prove some of her feelings for me. She instructed me that after her death, Feng wouldn't release her video, and told me not to contact Feng. She also advised me to leave the small town with Jing. Two days later. In the evening, Chen and Jing were busy in the kitchen, my birthday cake on the coffee table. The sound of a door opening came from the outer room. "Dad said he wouldn't be back until later?" Jing muttered as she left the kitchen, then cried out "Ah!" and ran back in, a terrified expression on her face. Chen looked at her: "What's wrong, Jing?" Feng sat drunk on the living room sofa, seven or eight burly men standing beside him. Chen stood at the kitchen doorway, staring blankly at Feng. Feng waved the key in his hand: "Tang Tang, I'm sorry, I had Wen make a copy of your house key for me. It's been a while, I forgot to tell you." "Didn't I say I'd answer you tomorrow?!" Chen said coldly. Feng tried to get up, but stumbled and fell back onto the sofa. He chuckled and said, "Sorry, I drank a bit too much today. Um, I also took some drugs with some friends. It's okay, Tangtang, I'm still hard." "..." "These drugs are really something else. They can stimulate your inspiration. Look, when I was on drugs, inspiration suddenly came. I think, Tangtang, we don't need to hide our affair from your husband anymore. It's like we're doing something shameful. I'm going to tell him to his face today. Um, I'm going to show him with my actions!" "What are you going to do?!" Chen's face turned pale. "I'm going to do it to you in front of him!" As soon as Feng finished speaking, several burly men next to him rushed towards Chen. Chen frantically closed the kitchen door, shouting for Jing to call the police. The door was kicked open, and Chen was pinned to the ground by two strong men, her hands and feet were bound with tape, and her mouth was gagged. Jing's screams were also suffocated by the tape. As night fell, Chen and Jing were bound hand and foot and thrown onto the bed. Feng sat on the edge of the bed, smiling as he looked at the text message "I" had just sent on Chen's phone: "Chen, I'm almost home. Love you." I knew that "I" would die the minute after receiving this message. The clock on the wall ticked silently, second by second. At that moment, my illusory body began to slowly disappear from Chen's world. I understood that at this very moment, at the intersection not far from home, "I" should be dying. (
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