Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
There was a bang, followed by the sound of glass shattering onto the floor.
Qin Zhi’ai paused for a bit, and the next second, she rushed into the room.
She saw a middle-aged man holding a golf club, striding over to Gu Yusheng.
Qin Zhi’ai never thought of herself as a brave girl, but when she saw that scene, she rushed over to Gu Yusheng without thinking and covered him with her own body.
Gu Yusheng’s body obviously stiffened for a second, then he shouted at her, “Are you deaf or something? I said go! Why did you come back? Are you sick of being alive?”
While reprimanding her, he pulled her into his arms, blocking the golf club swept down by his father with his back.
Gu Yusheng was the one beaten by his father, but Qin Zhi’ai was the one who felt enormous pain in her heart.
She wanted to squirm out of his arms, but he clasped her arms tightly to prevent her from moving.
He said, “My father will beat anyone, no matter who it is, when he gets like this. If you keep struggling, you’ll be the next target!”
He continued, “Can’t you just stay still? Don’t move!”
Although he was reproaching her, he still protected her from being hurt even the slightest bit by his father’s mad hitting and smashing.
Probably because of her, he couldn’t escape from his father’s violence and suffered a lot of pain.
She couldn’t help begging his father for mercy, but the more she begged, the more fiercely he hit Gu Yusheng, as if he had gone completely crazy. Finally, she stopped saying anything and started sobbing.
“You’re just like your mother! Bringing home a little b**ch even at your age!”
Gu Yusheng just ignored his father as he hurled abuse at him, but when it came to Qin Zhi’ai, he suddenly retorted, “Shut your dirty mouth! She’s not a b**ch!”
Irritated by his yelling, his father hit him even more fiercely.
Strong-willed as he was, he didn’t make a sound, although he was in serious pain.
At the end, when his father eventually got tired and left, the whole room regained its former calm.
The room that had been clean and tidy when she first walked in, at that moment, was messy like it had been robbed.
He let go of her wordlessly, fished a cigarette case out of the mess, and left the villa.
Since Qin Zhi’ai had never seen such scene, she stayed there stunned for a while. When she suddenly recovered from her fear, she went out with tears in her eyes and looked for Gu Yusheng in the yard. After a long time, she found him lying on the farthest spot of the lawn in the gardens, staring at the stars in the sky with a cigarette in his mouth.
He knew that she had come, yet he didn’t move or look at her.
She stood and stared at him for a long time, then squatted on the lawn, saying gently, “Are you alright?”
While she asked, the tears fell down, and then she saw, on the skin under the clothes shattered by his father, bruises everywhere, both new scars and those that were about to fade away.