Outside the story, “W-what are you going to do?”
Yu Zhu asked, her voice unsteady.
“Heh. What could I possibly do with Miss Yu’s flat-chested body?”
“Miss Yu, you talk too much. Why don’t you take a rest?”
She knew the road ahead was a bottomless abyss, yet her expression remained calm.
To save the person dearest to her, she swallowed all her resentment
and endured humiliation after humiliation, locked up like a prisoner, her limbs bound.
Her hair was a mess, her clothes were torn, and her eyes slowly began to glaze over...
Just as she was about to collapse, the iron cage, always dark, filthy, and reeking of putrid decay, was suddenly yanked open from outside with a click...
As that familiar, delicate scent drew closer, she pressed her lips together.
Tears glistened at the corners of her eyes. Before she could make out the face of the person who had come, she fell to the ground like a bamboo stalk snapped in two, landing with a dull thud...
The wind that misses you blows into my heart