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Her skin was rough, and her hands were also quite coarse, clearly showing that she had endured a lot of hardship.
I gently stroked Sister's hand, saying, "Sister, you have suffered."
Sister smiled and shook her head, "It's not suffering. As long as I can be reunited with you, I don't mind anything."
I followed Sister home.
Sister lived in a very dilapidated courtyard, with mud-brick houses and peeling walls.
As soon as I entered, I saw a black-and-white photo hanging on the wall.
It was a picture of Jin Ming.
Sister told me that Jin Ming had passed away.
He died in a car accident.
That accident took Jin Ming's life and also robbed Sister of the courage to live on.
Sister said, "Zhao Di, if it weren't for finding you, I wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer."
"I worked hard and earned money just hoping that one day I could find you."
"Now that I've found you, it was worth it even if I die."
I covered Sister's mouth and said, "Sister, don't say such things. You won't die."
"We sisters still need to live well."
Sister gently caressed the back of my hand and softly replied, "Yes, we need to live well."
"Zhao Di, do you know? I always believed that you were still alive."
"I have been looking for you; I believe that one day I will find you."
My nose felt sour as I said, "Sister, I have been looking for you too."
That night, I talked with Sister for a long time.
We chatted until midnight, and Sister kept talking.
I rested my head on Sister's lap, listening to her experiences over the years.
She stroked my hair and said, "Zhao Di, you've grown up."
I lowered my head and looked at the coarse cloth of my clothes, nodding slightly.
I asked Sister, "How have you been all these years?"
She opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond.
Biting her lip, she said, "Little sister, I was taken away by a trafficker."
I whispered, "Sister, weren't you sold to a wealthy man by Dad?"
"That was a lie."
In reality, the person who came to our house was a human trafficker.
"That trafficker is named Liu Asi; he specializes in abducting women."
"He tricked me into thinking he would take me to be a wealthy man's mistress, but instead, he sold me to a brothel."
I stared at Sister in shock. "Sister, you..."
Sister nodded. "I was sold to a brothel."
She detailed her experiences to me:
After leaving home with Liu Asi, I boarded a train. On the train, Liu Asi was warm and caring towards me. He said he would take me to Jinchang Group to apply for a secretary position, where I could earn seven or eight thousand yuan a month.
I believed him and felt overjoyed.
But when the train arrived in New City, Liu Asi took me to a nightclub instead. That was when I realized I had been deceived.
The nightclub was the most upscale and luxurious one in New City. Liu Asi was very familiar with the manager there; he often brought women to the nightclub.
The manager's name was Sister Chen, a woman in her forties. Sister Chen gave me strict training on how to please men.
When I refused to learn, they beat me, cursed at me, and tortured me. They used silver needles to pierce my fingernails and stripped me naked, hanging me from the beams.
They dressed me up according to what wealthy young masters liked in women.
I was tormented to the brink of death, enduring endless humiliation. I thought I would die there. But I didn't die; I survived. In my heart, I kept thinking that I wanted to go home and see Mother one more time, to see my sister one more time. Perhaps it was this belief that supported me and allowed me to live.
I looked at Sister: "Sister."
Sister nodded with tears in her eyes: "Zhao Di, it's so good that you're alive."
Sister held my hand: "Zhao Di, I've killed that trafficker."
She calmly told me, "That man wanted to sell me to a boss. I pretended to comply, and when he wasn't paying attention, I stabbed him to death with scissors."
I looked at Sister, my face revealing a complex expression.
I said, "Sister, there's something I need to tell you."
"Sister, do you know how Father died?"
Sister shook her head.
I told her, "I killed Father."
Sister stared at me in shock.
I calmly explained, "He lost money gambling and wanted to sell me."
"I secretly untied the ropes binding me while we were on the road. When he wasn't paying attention, I pushed him into the river."
I recounted the situation in detail. That night, Father and I came out of the casino. He had lost a lot of money and pointed at me, cursing: "You bring bad luck; it's all your fault!"
Father tried to hit me, but I dodged. He continued cursing as he walked ahead, and I followed behind him. We passed through a dark alley with no streetlights; it was pitch black. Only the water in the river beside the alley glimmered faintly.
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