She cried out again and again, almost ruining her voice,
The events of that night clung to her like a sickness, tormenting her to the brink of death.
The torrential rain poured down, lightning and thunder above, everything seemed to intensify Gu Yao's pain at this moment, mercilessly pushing her towards the edge of death.
Gu Yao's emotions were breaking down more and more; if she had a sharp object in her hand, she would plunge it into her heart without hesitation to end all this pain, just like before.
Unable to endure this suffering, Gu Yao suddenly smashed her head hard against the wall.
A dull thud sounded, making one's scalp tingle, imagining the force she used.
Gu Yao felt for a moment that her body and soul were separating.
And with this collision, she seemed unable to stop, as if possessed.
She appeared to feel no pain, repeatedly crashing her head into the wall, each hit with all her might, desperately wishing to batter herself to death right there.
