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However, Tang Shi's shouting could not restore the man's pace of leaving. Bo Ye left like this. Tang Shi stared at the protective fence outside the window, feeling as if he had been sent to prison again.

Those dark days returned to her mind when she was least prepared, and all the humiliation in the prison made her fall into great fear again.

Tang Shi curled up on the ground and didn't even have the strength to run to the bed. She just lay on the ground and hugged herself, her face pale, her sweat slid down, and she muttered like hysteria, "Open the door and let me go out.

" It’s not that I’m the prisoner, it’s not that I let me out.”

Tang Shi’s tears stayed uncontrollably, her eyes with great horror, as if she was suffering from something, she shouted helplessly, calling for help in the air over and over again, “Don’t shut down for help. I didn’t kill, it’s not that I saved my life.”

Her world has fallen into a nightmare again. There is a habit that has penetrated into her bones. Even if you have forgotten, the body remembers it for you, so it is conditioned, so instinctive. She hugged herself, her fingers pressed so hard that the knuckles were bluish white.

But Tang Shi didn't know that this room was soundproofed. No matter how hoarsely she shouted for help countless times, no one would come to redeem her.

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

When "Help" Tang Shi was unable to retreat, she grabbed her chest and took a deep breath. She was about to suffocate. Depression would destroy her life. She seemed to have hallucinations and saw her brother smiling at her. Tang Shi's eyes were hollow, "Brother, I really didn't kill anyone."

Bo Ye opened the door of the room the next night. He thought Tang Shi would obediently converge after closing such a day, but he didn't expect the picture of opening the door to enter, so shocking.

Tang Shi was lying on the floor with her left hand pinching a piece of broken bedside lamp fragments, because she pinched too hard, the fragments had been embedded in the flesh of her palm, and there was a dazzling new scar on her right wrist!

Blood, I don’t know when it’s been shed all over the place

At that moment, Bo Ye’s soul seemed to be severely hammered. His chest and heart shook violently, and the man’s fingertips were trembling. Then he shouted, "Tang Poem!"

He rushed forward and lifted Tang Poem from the ground. The blood was fresh and it hadn't dried yet, so he dyed him like this. The man was holding Tang Shi, with red eyes, and rushed out of the house like crazy, calling the nanny at the door, "Quick! Call 120!"

Tang Weiye He came out of the house when he heard the movement, but before he could see what was going on, he saw his so-called father holding his mother and rushing out of the house. He wanted to follow, but was stopped by the nanny.