However, Tang Shi's shouting could not save the man from 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.

That dark day came back to her mind when she was most unprepared. Everything that was humiliated in prison made her fall into great fear again.

Tang Shi curled up on the ground, not even the strength to run to the bed. She just lay on the ground and hugged herself, her face pale, and the sweat of beans slid down, muttering like hysteria, "Open the door... Open the door... Let me go..."

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

Tang Shi couldn't help but stay with tears. She had a great fear in her eyes, as if she was suffering from some torture. She shouted helplessly, asking for help over and over in the air, "Help... don't lock me up... I didn't kill anyone... It's not me... Help..."

Her world was once again in a nightmare, and she had a habit that had penetrated into her bones. Even if you had forgotten it, your body remembered it for you, so it was conditioned reflex, so it was instinctive. She hugged herself and her fingers were forced until her knuckles were blue and white.

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

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

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

Bo Ye opened the room door the next night. He thought Tang Shi would be restrained if he closed it one day, but he didn't expect that the picture of opening the door and entering was so shocking.

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

Blood, I don't know when it has flowed all over the place...

At that moment, Bo Ye's soul seemed to be hit hard by someone. His chest and heart shaking violently. The man's fingertips were trembling, and then he shouted, "Tang Shi!"

He rushed forward and picked up Tang Shi from the ground. The blood was fresh and had not even been dried yet. He dyed his whole body like this. The man hugged Tang Shi, his eyes turned red, and rushed out of the room like crazy, shouting at the nanny at the door, "Hurry! Call 120!"

Tang Wei came out of the house when he heard the movement, but before he could see his so-called father rushing out of the house with his mother in his arms. He wanted to follow him, but was stopped by the nanny.

"Has something happened to my mom?"

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

The little boy looked to the ground and dripping blood spread straight to the gate along the direction Bo Ye ran out.

At that moment, a clear hatred appeared in Tang Wei's eyes...

The nanny was startled by Tang Wei. The moment he looked up, his eyes scared the nanny and his spine became cold.
Chapter completed!