Officer Jiang, Please Stop Hitting Me.

Jiang Mu thought he had handled everything cleanly. Just for fun, it's too troublesome and I don't want to play anymore. After she said this to Ji Zhaozhao, she watched the young face change from stunned to blank, then turned and walked into the elevator. She thought closing that door would keep everything out. She was wrong. For a whole week, that skin felt like it had been burned by something. She couldn't wash it off after taking a shower, and she was so tired from working overtime that she couldn't bear it down even when she fell asleep. She tossed and turned at three o'clock in the morning, and finally put her hand under the hem of her clothes in the dark night. She closed her eyes and imagined that it was Ji Zhaozhao's hand, a little bigger than hers, with distinct knuckles and rough fingertips. She bit her pillow and completed a rout that only she knew about. Intention: Positive and happy life