Just now, in that red trash can, she and the other person met each other's eyes. The pink girl's limbs were twisted into strange arcs. Judging from the arc, Song Shixin could be sure that her hands and feet must have been broken.
But she was not dead yet. She was stuffed in that red trash can with her mouth sealed with thick tape. If Song Shixin hadn't passed by and heard a faint stammering sound, she would never have been discovered.
At first she thought it was a mouse, but after listening carefully she felt something was wrong, so she opened the lid...
Thinking back to those light blue eyes soaked with tears, Song Shixin felt numb all over.
What should she do?
She didn't understand. Wasn't she on vacation? Why did this happen? Was this normal?
As she thought about it, she thought of the waiter who helped the pink girl into the room. Song Shixin couldn't see his face at that time.
Could all this be done by the other party?
If that's the case, then would such a person, who is still on the boat among so many waiters, attack the next person?
"You look so bad. Are you really that disgusting?" Yingying asked worriedly as she looked at her increasingly pale face.
Song Shixin came back to his senses and seeing her worried expression, he couldn't help but reach out and hug her.
Yingying was startled by her hug, then frowned: "Wow! You haven't even washed your hands before you hug me!"
Having said that, she still patted Song Shixin's back: "Will it be better if you go back and rest?"
Song Shixin nodded.
After sending Song Shixin to the door, Yingying pretended to be disgusted and pushed her into the house, saying that she smelled bad and that she, who was being held in her arms, also smelled bad, and that she had to take a shower quickly.
After she left, Song Shixin was the only one left in the room.
She stood blankly behind the door for a while, then hurriedly found the suitcase and took out a flip phone from it.
Before boarding the ship, Jill told her that if she really missed them, she could use this phone to call them, as she had saved their numbers.
Song Shixin pressed the buttons to find the phone number, dialed it randomly, and waited nervously for the call to be answered.
She repeated the words several times in her mind to ensure that she could convey her meaning accurately, but after a long silence, the phone was hung up.
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