The Slaughterman of Love

two yuan in Ba Deng Street? Have you ever visited Minsk Aircraft Carrier World? Dameisha Beach is covered with sunflower seeds shells, cigarette butts and instant noodle bags; digging into the

very wealthy, and she was fed and dressed up like a princess. When she wore a pair of small-heeled leather shoes with pink bowknots for the first time, Jiang Youyou felt herself in a dream. Her schoolmates envied her very much. Every day she was sent off to school and picked up back after scho

amber of Secrets), each ticket cost 60 yuan. No girl did not stamp her feet with envy. Nevertheless, a man got on her bed at the midnight that day. Her adoptive father slipped in her quilt and rubbed Jiang Youyou’s immature body ceaselessly, breathing heavily with unpleasant mixed smells of alc

and hurried away in panic. At midnight of her birthday, Jiang Youyou hurriedly packed up some clothes and ran all the way to the welfare home, crying with a bleeding nose, sobbing and swearing. She seemed to murmur

she never saw the second adoptive parents again. I

a baby to a young girl, finally opened her thick lips and said

king care of those disabled or retarded children. Director Fang felt strange at that time ho

ldren when she heard the crying of a baby. So there was another person who sent a child to here. Fang Ruxiang shook her head. After telling the children not to disobey the rule of the ch

was written the date of her birth, and a bag of wheat was at her side. She had her own name—Jiang Youyou, and it said that she was a child from a village and the family had already had two other daughters and was really impossible to afford the third. The name was quite hu

rvival, with only a college diploma and a thin stack of banknotes, which was both comforting and worrying. Fang Ruxiang sewed a “thief-proofing” bag on her briefs, which was a pink underwear. She cut a piece off an o