Song Song had been under soft detention by Xiao Jinghuai for three days. During these three days, she suffered from back pain during the day and night, her throat was constantly hoarse, and her body was covered in old and new wounds...
Every day when she took a shower, she would stand in front of the mirror and look at those marks, feeling a sense of shame in her heart. She didn't know when these days would end, only hoping it would be soon, and sooner.
For these three days, she had become like his pet, locked up by him here, and every day he would come to feed her, followed by endless demands, seeming like another form of punishment.
Song Song hugged her knees and sat in the corner of the sofa, her eyes dazed. She thought if such days continued, even if she was more cheerful, she would eventually go insane.
Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
It shouldn't be Xiao Jinghuai; he has a key, it couldn't be him...
Has someone else come?
