Chapter 1: Dreamscape

A round moon, like a silver plate, hung high in the sky. Pale moonlight seeped through layers of dark clouds, falling upon the dilapidated roof and piercing into the room, as if draping the earth in a layer of silver gauze. It felt like falling into a dream—ethereal, elusive, and utterly unreal...

"Hehe, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Inside the ruined house, a man with a fat, greasy face extended a pair of large, filth-covered hands, slowly approaching the woman huddled in terror before him.

Lust blazed in the man's eyes, as if he wanted to swallow the woman whole. He licked his lips, swallowed hard, and his lecherous gaze roamed over the girl's chest...

Bathed in the moonlight, the girl watched in horror as the man slowly closed in. Her exquisite body trembled uncontrollably. An evil grin spread across the man's face as he advanced with a sleazy leer, his movements swift and without a hint of hesitation.

"Don't, don't come over..." At this moment, besides fear, the girl's exquisite face seemed to have no capacity left to fear anything else!

The girl sobbed in terror, eyes wide as she stared fixedly at the approaching man, her pupils filled with nothing but dread.

"Please, don't come over, don't—!" The girl's near-begging voice was hoarse, nearly unable to make a sound.

Under the moonlight, the girl's face turned even paler. She curled into a ball, pressed tightly against the dark corner, eyes wide with fear as she watched the obese figure draw nearer, shaking her head desperately.

Seeing the girl weeping like pear blossoms in the rain, the man's eyes flared with sudden intensity! He lunged forward even more impatiently.

At this, the girl's face was full of horror, but even more so, filled to the brim with utter despair...

The man was dressed in rags, his body emanating a stench of sweat. He looked to be around the age of the girl's father. Right now, he resembled a predator eyeing its prey, his face flushed with excitement as he stared dead at the girl he had cornered.

Though the girl's face still held childish innocence, her fully developed figure had long since made the man salivate.

Seeing her like this now seemed to ignite the deepest, most buried desires in the man's heart. His face layered with fat, revealing slightly yellowed teeth, he chuckled lewdly, staring at the woman and swallowing hard.

"You—don't come over." The girl's trembling lips quivered violently. She hugged her own body tightly, looking at the reeking, alcohol-soaked man before her, her face pale with fright.

She seemed to already smell the stench on him, as if she were drowning.

"Her—! Her, go find her!" The girl, panicked to the point of incoherence, pointed at the other girl lying unconscious on the ground beside her, trembling as she spoke to the hungry man before her.

As if trying to divert the man's attention?

The man did pause. He followed the girl's finger to look at the frail, unconscious little girl.

Then he looked back at the girl before him, his gaze roaming over her for a moment, clicking his tongue and shaking his head!

Clearly two girls of the same age, yet their development was completely different!

Eat this one first, keep that one for later. He calculated his little scheme in his heart.

The man's beady eyes rolled around. A moment later, he seemed to have figured it out. Pleased with his own cleverness?

Smelling the unique maiden scent belonging to the girl at his nose, the man's eyes were already blazing with fire...

He immediately stopped looking at the unconscious girl. Monkey-anxious, he stepped forward and yanked the girl—who already possessed a woman's allure—into his arms, roughly trying to kiss her vermilion lips.

The foul stench filled her nostrils. The girl seemed to suddenly forget her fear, biting down with all her might in a frenzy.

The man cried out in pain, springing up with a "teng" sound. He touched his lip, now bleeding from the bite, and his face instantly darkened.

"Pah! Raised you for sixteen years and you don't know how to repay me!" The man saw the girl react so violently, let out a drunken burp, spat a mouthful of saliva, and cursed hatefully.

Seeing the girl's terrified look, he not only didn't stop, but lunged forward and seized her.

"Slap—!" A crisp sound rang out as he backhanded the girl's delicate face. The girl was instantly dazed, her already bitten, swollen red lips oozing threads of blood.

The man's other hand didn't stop. "Rip—" With a tear, he ripped open the collar of the girl's shirt.

Not a shred of tenderness or pity. His movements were crude and violent.

Instantly—the girl's already tattered clothing lost another layer of coverage. The snow-white skin of her shoulder was instantly exposed before the man's rolling, thieving eyes.

Those large hands impatiently reached for the girl's softness.

He couldn't help but swallow again. Ignoring the girl's struggles, the man pounced, pinning her heavily beneath him...

............

"Min'er, Min'er, what's wrong with you?" Feeling a distant voice seemingly calling her? Then her body was shaken vigorously. A moment later, Xiao Min slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the person awake, the woman danced with joy. "My Min'er is awake, my Min'er is awake!" Her excited manner made this middle-aged woman look just like a little girl.

Xiao Min smiled at the woman. These past few days, she owed her life to this woman; otherwise, she would have either starved to death or been eaten by wild beasts in the mountains.

Unable to distinguish reality from illusion, the dream just now had been too real, making her break into a cold sweat for the woman in the dream. She didn't understand why these past few days, her dreams were all that same scene...

"Oh, Min'er is awake, Min'er is awake!" Just then, a middle-aged woman jumped up in excitement. Looking at the awakened Xiao Min, she clapped her hands and ran out of the room.

Watching the woman's retreating back, Xiao Min's heart was full of doubts.

She sized up the room again. An antique layout, all pure wood, exquisite decor that wasn't absolutely luxurious but exuded a scholarly atmosphere.

She shook her head, looking at the current scene, unable to help falling into deep thought...

Xiao Min was a female traffic police officer in City A, and the "One Flower" of the bureau. Her looks were, if not country-toppling, at least a one-in-ten-thousand beauty.

Last year, during a mission, her photo was unintentionally posted online, earning her the title of "City's Most Beautiful Police Flower"!

She only remembered that recently, the district had transferred in a new Bureau Chief. From the first day he saw her, his eyes felt different. Later, taking advantage of an empty office, he tried to take advantage of her, even hinting openly and covertly that she should become his underground lover!