If you don't want to go back to your home, you still have to go back.Tang Ming didn't know where to go, it was almost dark when I came back, I made dinner as usual, he didn't ask me where I went, I wasn't in the same hurry as my girlfriend described, I suddenly couldn't see through him.I want to talk to him, but I don't know how to start, whether I should ask him who that woman is first, or tell him frankly that I have also done something sorry for you, and we are even.The next divorce is to forget about the past, make a decision, he didn't give me a chance to chat, called his mother directly, and told her that I was back, and the tone was normal as if I didn't come home last night and this didn't happen.I don't have a good relationship with my mother-in-law, and she knows that I won't go home all night, and the next time we meet, it will definitely be a mess.Could it be that he was just trying to teach my mother a lesson, and I couldn't understand it more and more.When I was washing the dishes, Tang Ming went to the bathroom to take a shower, I leaned to the door to listen, he was on the phone, his voice was very low, and he kept laughing.When he came out, I was already sitting on the couch, pretending to be quiet watching TV, thinking about what to do with future family relationships.At about eight o'clock, he received a phone call and went downstairs.The typhoon finally brought heavy rain.Tang Ming didn't bring an umbrella, he was soaked when he came back, holding a dripping brown paper bag in his hand, looking at me with a gloomy face, I wanted to help him get a towel, he suddenly threw the paper bag on the coffee table and yelled at me Fuck your mother, I was terrified.He has always been a man of few words, I have never heard him scold, let alone seen him so violent, all this is as if he was just constantly suppressing before, and suddenly his acting skills exploded.More than a dozen photographs fell out of the broken bag, invoices for the opening of the hotel room, and identification certificates.I'm not someone who can't stand the blows, but when I see this, my eyes go black.By the door of the bar, the woman leaned drunk on top of the tall man; At the door of the hotel, the man held the woman's head and kissed deeply; At the hotel service desk, the two snuggle together to open a room; Early the next morning, the woman was disheveled and left in a hurry.Woman, it's me.I was speechless, my voice was like a layer of putty, but the showdown was inevitable, I just raised my head and wanted to talk to Tang Ming formally, he kicked me in the stomach, I fell to the ground and didn't react, he rode directly on me, slapped me in the face, and then raised his hand and pumped it many times.I was completely stunned, I could only raise my hand to protect my face, and his fist rained down like raindrops, smashing on my stomach, ribs, and on the top of my head, he kept scolding me while beating and scolding, smashing my face with those photos, calling me dirty, calling me cheap.Until he got tired and entered the house, I wanted to call the police, but my mobile phone was smashed by him, and the phone line at home was also torn off for him, I was in pain, I couldn't stand up, and my nose bleeded all over the floor.After I went to junior high school, my parents never beat me again, and it was the first time that I was beaten so badly.I couldn't figure out where these photos came from, I held them in my hands with trembling hands, and tried hard to tear them, but there was a lot of blood stuck to the photos, and no matter how I tore them, I couldn't tear them to pieces.The place where my stomach was kicked hurt and I wanted to sit on the sofa, and as soon as I moved, there was a warm current under my body, and the pain became more and more obvious, and I reached into the waistband of my pants, and my panties were already through.It's all blood
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