The main room where the limbs were amputated by the mistress and installed on the floor of the entrance

Author: qraf
Word count: 11418
“Why am I lying here?”
Yang Houli thought about not wanting to get up, but for some reason, she couldn’t use any strength in her hands and feet. Could it be that he was given an anesthesia injection? She was thinking wildly.
Just then, the entrance door opened. A woman came in from the door, she stepped on her face directly, and started to change her shoes as if nothing had happened. The heels of the boots hurt her face. Her feet in stockings were stuffy and sweaty from the boots, and the smell made her dizzy. He wanted to shout out. But to her horror, she found that she couldn’t open her mouth anymore. My mouth seemed to be sewn shut by something, and I couldn’t open it again. At this time, the woman who had finished changing her shoes looked down at Yang Houli as if she remembered something. “It’s her. It’s Wang Xiaolin.”
Even if this woman turned into ashes, Yang Houli would never forget it.
“Hey! Madam Zhenggong, don’t look at me like that anymore, you are just an insole for our family now.”
Wang Xiaolin said contemptuously.
“insole?”
Yang Houli was obviously confused.
“Oh, yes, yes, I didn’t make it clear. Forget it, then you can understand by yourself.”
After Wang Xiaolin finished speaking, she walked briskly to the bedroom. A mirror as tall as half a person was carried out. “Now you can see for yourself,” Wang Xiaolin said.
The sight in front of her made Yang Houli unable to believe it. The dehumanized thing in the mirror turned out to be himself. She clearly saw that her hands and feet had disappeared. The arms from the armpit and the thigh from the root of the thigh were all amputated. And the hair on his lower body was also shaved clean. A catheter was inserted into his lower body and passed into the ground. And she could feel that there was also a hole under her buttocks, which she used to defecate. And his body was lying in a pit on the floor of the entrance. Not too big and not too small, just big enough to accommodate her piggy-like body now. All his hair was shaved off, leaving a head as smooth as an egg. But on his belly, which was originally smooth, there are a few harsh words “Wang Xiaolin’s insole” tattooed at this moment. And the mouth, as she expected, has been stitched together through surgery. Only one esophagus was inserted from his mouth into his stomach. The right eye is empty, only the left eye is watching this chilling picture. This vicious mistress actually had someone operate on herself, and in a real sense it became the insole of her feet.
“Just accept your life as an insole.”
Wang Xiaolin put down such a sentence.
Then she put away the mirror, moved a piece of floor from nowhere, spread it on Yang Houli’s body, only her face was exposed, and then proudly pressed her black silk sweaty feet on her nostrils. Amid the suffocating foot odor, Yang Houli closed her eyes in despair.
In this way, year after year passed. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, or cold and summer. Yang Houli was lying on the floor like a real insole. she eats liquidFood, the taste of those delicacies from mountains and seas, she has never tasted it again. Only when her husband eats with Wang Xiaolin every day, can she smell a little bit of normal human food. During the day, she listened to the two flirting. And at night, Yang Houli was lying alone on the cold floor. Occasionally two or three cockroaches crawled on her body. Sometimes there are mice, rustling beside them. And the screams of Li Ping and Wang Xiaolin making love came from the bedroom in waves. Four years later, Yang Houli was declared dead. Li Ping and Wang Xiaolin held their wedding in a grand manner. No one knew that the original real wife had been completely reduced to a thoughtless insole.