The room was dimly lit because the curtains blocked out the light.
Outside, the rain was pattering, the sound rapid and unsettling.
Ji Huaishen ripped off his tie with one hand, his face cold, and scoffed, "Now, let's prove it?"
After saying that, he leaned forward, his fierce aura emanating from him, almost suffocating people.
Mu Xiaocheng was completely stunned.
She had never seen Ji Huaishen like this before.
Like emotionless thugs, all that remained was a cold and ruthless ferocity.
prove?
The proof he needs is...
The darkness prevented Mu Xiaocheng from thinking; she only felt the man pressing down on her, his breath heavy and disordered.
She stretched out her foot and tried to kick him, but Ji Huaishen held her leg down, and for a moment, she couldn't move.
She couldn't beat him.
She had always known this.
The rain outside continued to fall. Ji Huai buried his head in her neck and shoulders, biting her collarbone hard.
Mu Xiaocheng winced in pain.
She resisted, but Ji Huaishen seemed to have gone mad, ravaging her lips and then moving downwards.
"Ji Huaishen, no."
"don't want……"
The man ignored her, his actions becoming increasingly brutal, as if he wanted to crush her.
She really panicked.
Her voice trembled, and the darkness of the room, coupled with his violent nature, almost suffocated her.
She clutched his clothes tightly, her eyes gradually becoming empty and lifeless.
Same weather.
The same dark room.
The mother's ferocious face was exceptionally clear.
The shouts and beatings came crashing down like a tidal wave, each one more intense than the last, leaving her defenseless.
That rainy night, her mother dragged her along, wanting her to die with her.
She, too, felt helpless and fearful, just like she does now.
She kept saying, "No, Mommy, no..."
The woman fell to her death, lying on the ground covered in blood, looking both wretched and terrifying.
The past scenes, like awls, pierced her heart again and again, leaving her nowhere to hide.
So, it turns out that Mom and Ji Huaishen are the same.
The same horror, the same... I don't love her.
Tears began to flow uncontrollably.
Mu Xiaocheng sobbed, her eyes seemingly unfocused, empty and lifeless, her whole body ice-cold.
She let the man on top of her do whatever he wanted.
The madman's words echoed in her mind: "Little Orange, how about we die together? We'll be free when we die, and our family can be reunited."
Shall we die together?
It doesn't matter anymore.
Anyway, we're in hell now.
She closed her eyes, and hot tears streamed down her face.
I could feel her tears and the strangeness in the person beneath me.
Ji Huaishen's body jolted suddenly. In the dim light, he could see the tear tracks on her face.
And her closed eyes.
His body stiffened, his heart tightened, and he awkwardly rolled out of bed and turned on the light.
The girl on the bed lay there motionless, like a rag doll.
Her face was frighteningly white, covered in tear stains, and her clothes and hair were disheveled, as if they were about to shatter at any moment.
Sensing the bright light, Mu Xiaocheng slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ji Huaishen standing by the bed.
His lips were pale, and he looked somewhat disheveled, having long lost his former air of nobility.
He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice hoarse beyond words: "I..."
Mu Xiaocheng slowly got up, put on her clothes by herself, and didn't look at him again.
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