C1212 Fate Changing

His head was dizzy, the intense pain was like it was swimming in his blood, like it was going to drill into his bone marrow...

There was a whisper outside, waking Delia's hearing.

She struggled to get up from the ground, and the unbearable pain hit her. Delia immediately took a deep breath, but she still gritted her teeth and dragged her weak body, limping towards the door.

The door of the storeroom was locked from the outside. She had tried several times but was unable to open it.

She thought that the sisters must have been warned, otherwise they would not not not even bring water to her...

Leaning against the ice cold wooden board, Delia breathed heavily to relieve the pain on her body. However, she pricked up her ears and listened attentively to the sounds outside the door.

"It is not a solution for you to lock her up like this. Otherwise, let her out first..."

"Let her out. Why let her out? Let her strangle my son?!"

"Then when that person comes and sees that she's covered in wounds, will he still want her? "

"Why not? As long as it's a woman. Anyway, he was brought back to be a child bride! "

"But... what if..."

" Don't worry, he has already given us the money, could it be that he can still take it back? As long as we insist, he can only take that little bastard away!"

"Or else let her out and let her drink some water and eat some food. She can't just starve like this, it's not a solution..."

"No, I said no, no. We'll just lock her up for an afternoon. She won't starve to death!"

Cold intent swept over from all sides, wrapping Delia tightly, as if throwing her into a world of ice and snow.

Children's daughter-in-law... money...

In other words, her biological parents sent her out for money?

No, perhaps it shouldn't be called "giving" at all, but "selling it..."

Hehe, so the purpose of my existence is to exchange for money...

A series of noises suddenly came from outside, it should be someone coming in. And judging from the footsteps, it doesn't seem to be someone from home.

The footsteps of the sisters were light and quick. Her brother was still a child... And this person's footsteps were slow and heavy...

With this thought in mind, Delia stood on her tiptoes and tried her best to lean against the door. Through a small gap at the very top, she looked outside.

Outside, her parents were happily welcoming a person in. It was an old man who seemed to have a slope...

Ah, she was really her good parents. For money, they wanted to sell her to an old man as a child bride!

A group of people walked towards the storeroom. Delia covered her aching arm with one hand and tried to walk to the corner...

Rustling sounds came from the old iron lock outside. It was opened bit by bit and there was light coming in.

"Hey, where is he? She was clearly locked in!"

"Damned girl, where are you? Get out here!"

"Could it be that she ran away?"

"Impossible, it's clearly locked here, find it properly..."

At this time, an old and heavy voice sounded, carrying with it the melancholy of an old man, as if a mouthful of phlegm had been stuck in his throat.

"You guys took my money. Don't tell me you want to go back on your word again!"

"No, that wretched girl was really locked inside by us..."

The cold wooden board, outside was sunlight and life. The gap between the door and the door was the difference between heaven and hell.

Delia took a deep breath and gathered all the strength in her body. She really wanted to thank her parents for their daily "love..."

At her age, she was about to turn seven or eight years old, but because of malnutrition, her small size was like a firewood stick...

So, she was now hiding in a small corner, and no one noticed...

However, very quickly, she could not be happy, because a cold voice sounded, like a sharp dagger, cutting through the silence.

"Go and get the flashlight. This wretched girl, I don't believe that she can fly out of here with wings."

An inexplicable fear seized Delia's entire body. There was only one thought in her mind. No, she had to run, she had to run...

Otherwise, her future, how could there be a future to speak of!

In an instant, all the strength in her body surged. Delia gritted her teeth and stared at those figures who were getting closer and closer to her. She immediately got up from the ground and used all her strength to run outside.

"Sigh. Sigh, you wretched girl, where are you going? Stop right there!"

"Quick, catch her!"

The shouts and footsteps behind her were like demonic sounds. Delia's entire body was trembling. In the next second, it seemed like her entire body would go limp...

But she did not dare, nor could she. As long as she stopped for a step, what awaited her from behind would be an abyss of eternal damnation.

"Quickly catch her, don't let her escape!"

The exit was right in front of her. Delia's face lit up, but she saw three older sisters surrounding her...

"Older sister..." The girl's voice had a sobbing tone, "I beg of you, let me go!"

She did not want to, did not want to be that old man's daughter-in-law, and also did not want her life to be ruined just like that.

A flash of hesitation flashed across Eldest Sister's face, but she blocked the door in an instant, blocking the bright light...

"Youngest Sister, I'm sorry..."

"If you run away today, Daddy will give us to that old man. We don't want to - -"

Yeah, who wants to?

At such a moment, people's instinctive reaction is to protect themselves, to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Upon hearing this, Second Sister and Third Sister, who were originally standing at the side, suddenly became determined and surrounded him.

They couldn't advance, they couldn't advance, they had no way to retreat...

What is despair? This is, no matter which direction you walk in, fate will punch you hard and make you cry.

In the next second, a sharp pain came from his hair...

Delia did not even have time to react before she was pushed to the ground. Her fists kept falling like raindrops, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"You still dare to run, and you still dare to run!"

"I told you to run, I will beat you to death today! I almost got drunk and cut off my way of earning money!"

The path of wealth... Her mind was in chaos. The little girl protected her head, but her heart was cold. She could not even cry.

What path of making money? The path of selling her daughter...

She did not know how long it had been painful but Delia was still taken away by the old man in the end...

Oh, I forgot to say, in order to prevent her from escaping, her hands and feet were specially tied with ropes.

The edge of the rope was held by someone. No matter how many years had passed, she would never forget that she was like a livestock, being pulled away by someone...

In the dark night, the dim yellow old street lights, the moss-covered dinner slate, and the white snowflakes drifting down from the sky...

There was a thick rope on her wrist. The girl with a swollen face slowly raised her head and looked at the pure white snow. Her eyes suddenly turned hot...

It was so beautiful, the white snowflakes were like fairies dancing in the air. It was also like a pearl embedded in a fairy feather dress...

But why, how would the heavens treat me? She was just a child.

Her biggest wish was to have a clean and bright house of her own, buy a wardrobe, and put her favorite clothes inside...

Did the heavens think that she was greedy for such a wish?

"What are you looking at! Let's go!"

The wrinkled old man pulled the rope and thought about what had happened earlier. He spat on the ground and said, "It's your fortune that I like you. How dare you think of escaping!"

"Let me tell you. If I didn't expect you to give birth to a son for me, I would teach you a lesson right now!"

Delia lowered her head. Her black hair was like weeds. It was messy and messy on her head. Her face was purple and there was not a single good spot.

The cold snow touched her skin and made her shiver...

Was this life? No, if it was fate, she would change her fate...