The Escaped Convict Has Been Torn Apart, Mr. Yan Will Show Mercy

[Forced imprisonment and forced love + extreme sadistic torture + crazy criticism + chasing wife in the crematorium + robbery by force] He once thought that he had finally found a home; he once thought that he had just captured an obedient pet. The one who loves but cannot get it, gambles all his sincerity, and only gets the sentence "you are just a plaything"; the one who loves without knowing it, enjoys the pleasure of possession, but does not know that he is creating an abyss with his own hands. He thought he was just raising an ordinary canary, but he never thought that in this endless imprisonment and humiliation, he had already moved his sincerity. However, each humiliation resulted in a more determined escape, and each recapture resulted in an even colder fear. The anklets and collars can lock the body, but they can't stop a heart from slowly extinguishing in despair. He deprived him of the hope of living little by little, and it wasn't until the man was lying in the bloody bathtub that he suddenly realized that what he had destroyed with his own hands was the only salvation in this life. The abyss is so deep that no echo can be heard. Dare I ask how noble your love is? Even though I was covered in scars and mud, I couldn't reach even a single inch. When the prosperity disappeared and the power became empty, he realized that the person he had injured all over his body had long been the whole meaning of his life.