But Tang Shi's shouting could not stop the man from leaving, and Bo Ye just left. Tang Shi stared blankly at the protective fence outside the window, feeling as if he was being sent to prison again.

Those days of darkness came back to her mind when she was least prepared. The humiliation in prison made her fall into great fear again.

Tang Shi curled up on the ground, not even having the strength to run to the bed. She just lay on the ground hugging herself, her face pale, sweat dripping down her face, and she murmured as if she was hysterical, "Open the door... open the door... let go."

I am going out……"

"It's not me...the prisoner is not me...let me out..."

Tang Shi's tears could not be controlled. There was great fear in her eyes, as if she was being tortured. She shouted helplessly, asking for help over and over again into the air, "Help... don't lock me up... I didn't kill anyone..."

…It’s not me…Help…”

Her world once again fell into a nightmare. There is a habit that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Even if you have forgotten, your body will remember it for you, so it is a conditioned reflex and an instinctive reaction. She hugged herself and pressed her fingers so hard that her knuckles turned blue-white.

But Tang Shi didn't know that this room was soundproof. No matter how hoarse she screamed for help countless times, no one would come to save her.

At the end of this darkness, no one was waiting for her.

"Help..." When Tang Shi had no choice but to retreat, she grabbed her chest and took a deep breath. She was about to suffocate. Depression was about to destroy her life. She seemed to be hallucinating and saw her brother doing something to her.

Smiling, Tang Shi's eyes were empty, "Brother... I really didn't kill anyone..."

Bo Ye only opened the door to the room on the second night. He thought that Tang Shi would calm down after being closed for such a day, but he didn't expect that the scene when he opened the door and went in would be so shocking.

Tang Shi was lying on the floor, holding a broken bedside lamp fragment in her left hand. Because she squeezed it too hard, the fragment had become embedded in the flesh of her palm, and there was a dazzling new scar on her right wrist!

Blood, I don’t know when, has flowed all over the ground...

At that moment, Bo Ye's soul seemed to have been hit hard. His heart was shaking violently in his chest, and the man's fingertips were trembling. Then he shouted, "Tang poetry!"

He rushed forward and picked up Tang Shi from the ground. The blood was fresh and had not dried yet, so it stained him all over. The man hugged Tang Shi, his eyes were red, and he rushed out of the house like crazy, calling for someone at the door.

Nanny, "Quick! Call 120!"

Tang Wei came out of the house when he heard the noise, but before he could see clearly what happened, he saw his so-called father rushing out of the house holding his mother. He wanted to follow, but was stopped by the nanny.

"Did something happen to my mother?"

"Don't worry, young master, Young Master Bo has already followed." The nanny could only hold him back to prevent him from seeing that scene.

The little boy looked at the ground and saw drops of blood spreading straight to the door in the direction that Bo Ye ran out.

At that moment, Tang Wei's eyes showed clear hatred...

The nanny was startled by Tang Wei. The moment he raised his head, his look sent chills down her spine.
Chapter completed!