Sometimes I really want to become a cloud. When the wind blows, I can travel around and escape from the places that hurt me.
There is his shadow in every corner of my memory. He is a demon who took me from the world to "heaven" and then threw me into hell. Every moment my body was torn apart, my mind was extremely clear, because I knew this was not the end of torture, but the beginning. So I want to enjoy this kind of torture, imprint it in my heart, and engrave it in my mind.
Hello, my name is Xiao Xiaole, let me share my story.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
