There is a new handyman in the detention center who is responsible for delivering meals to the people here and cleaning.
After work, she especially likes to stay in a certain room and pay attention to the people in that room, because the people in this room seem to be different from others. Every time she passes by, she sees that person sitting quietly on the bed, looking at the sky outside through the small window, and his physical condition seems to be very bad - he didn't eat today, and he took back the meal he sent yesterday.
"Why do you squat here every day?"
Finally, someone in the room spoke to her, and she had always thought it was a boy.
She was a little nervous instead.
"That person came to see you again today. Is she your sister? She is so beautiful. Why don't you meet her?"
The person in the room seemed uncomfortable. He hugged her and squeezed into the corner of the bed, but then she raised her head and turned her face. It was the first time she saw that person's face. It couldn't be said to be pretty, but the expression on the blood-stained face made her unable to take her eyes away.
"..." She watched the man open his mouth to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood poured out.
She watched the man fall and panicked. Just as she was about to stand up and call someone, she found someone breaking in from the door - was that beautiful person her sister? Seeing that the people inside seemed to be in really bad condition, my colleagues quickly opened the door.
The good-looking man was the first one to rush to her side, but he was dragging her and shaking her crazily while shouting heartbreakingly: Don't even think about running away from me...
She should be... Not her sister.