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After getting off the plane, a cold wind blew in, and I couldn't help but shiver. Shen Yulin saw my reaction and took off his coat to drape it over me, saying, "Be careful not to catch a chill." I felt warm inside and lowered my head to say thank you. After collecting our luggage, we walked out of the airport where a black sedan had been waiting for some time. The driver got out and opened the door, and Shen Yulin held the door open for me to get in.
We didn't speak during the ride, and an awkward atmosphere filled the car. "Stars," Shen Yulin said, resting his head on one hand, looking at me with a hint of affection in his eyes. "Your birthday is at the end of the month; can you spend that day with me?" I was momentarily taken aback, my heart racing uncontrollably. "Um..." I lowered my head and softly agreed. Shen Yulin smiled, a subtle joy flickering in his gaze. The scenery outside the window rushed by as my thoughts drifted away. What would happen on my birthday...?
In the following two weeks, Shen Yulin did not appear again. I continued my routine of going between home and work, occasionally going out for meals with Zhang Yun, Shiqing, and Wen Ting; most of the time, I was alone at home. Soon, tomorrow would be my birthday. Shen Yulin had said to give him that day. But as it approached midnight, he still hadn't shown up. My phone rang at that moment. "Stars, I'm at Nightshade; are you coming to hang out?" The music blared on the other end as Zhang Yun excitedly shouted. I pulled the phone away from my ear and rubbed it gently. "Who are you with?" "I'm with Haifeng; Shiqing and the others are here too. Are you coming?" I glanced at the time; the clock was nearing twelve, but there was still no word from Shen Yulin. I then agreed to go with Zhang Yun.
After changing clothes, I took a taxi to Nightshade Bar. As soon as I entered, dynamic music and flashing lights surrounded me. I saw Zhang Yun dancing joyfully in the dance floor while Haifeng laughed and clapped beside her. I found a corner in a booth to sit down and sipped on some juice. However, my mind couldn't fully focus on being there; I chatted aimlessly with Shiqing and Wen Ting while glancing at my phone every few minutes, hoping for a message from Shen Yulin.
As time passed, my mood grew increasingly gloomy. I drank more as well when a waiter approached with several bottles of alcohol. "Hello ladies, these drinks are from some handsome guys over there." We exchanged glances. "No thanks; we have enough drinks already; please return them." The waiter looked troubled but took the drinks back anyway. We turned around to see four sleazy men at a nearby booth raising their glasses toward us; Shiqing rolled her eyes at them in annoyance. "Unbelievable." "Just ignore them," we thought it would be fine if we didn’t engage with them.
However, the four men approached our booth. "Ladies, let's drink together! The more people, the more fun!" said one man with dyed white hair and a nose ring. When we didn't respond, they sat down around us, trapping us inside the booth. "Hey! What are you doing? We don’t know you; get lost!" Wen Ting shouted angrily. Suddenly, one of the men grabbed her and leaned in as if to kiss her; Wen Ting's face turned pale with fear. I quickly stood up between them and pushed his hand away: "You dare act like this in someone else's bar? Be careful or we'll call the police!"
"Call the police? Go ahead! Hahaha..." The man beside Wen Ting suddenly burst into laughter as he leered at her from head to toe while reaching out again to grab her.
I heard gasps behind me; Shiqing was being held by one man while another poured an entire bottle of alcohol into her mouth. Alarmed, I reached out to save her but suddenly felt restrained by the white-haired man who wrapped his arms around me and pinned my hands down. Anger surged through me as I kicked him desperately, but he seemed unfazed and grinned lewdly as he pressed me back onto the booth's sofa while I struggled in fear.
The three girls were controlled by four men in a dimly lit corner of the bar where no one noticed us amidst loud music. The more I struggled, the weaker I became due to exhaustion from fighting back and drinking alcohol. Seeing my resistance fading, the white-haired man held me down with one hand while slowly caressing my thigh with his other hand, gradually moving under my skirt. "Baby girl, I'll make you feel really good," he said as his fingers explored deeper.
I felt goosebumps all over as panic set in; trying to tighten my legs only resulted in him forcing them apart with his own leg. Terrified, I screamed with all my might for help: "Help!" The white-haired man warned me fiercely: "Shut up! Or you'll regret it!" Then he slapped me hard across the face.
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