"Tick!"
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
"What the hell is going on!" The woman woke up, but her hands were hung up and her whole body was tied. In this position, she could sit on the rusty water pipe in the dilapidated basement, and it was the water droplets on the water pipe that woke her up from her confusion.
Clatter! Clatter! Clatter! There were footsteps from far away in the basement, as if someone was approaching.
"Who!?" The woman was scared.
The woman's eyes widened, and the voice got closer and closer. She turned her head in the direction where the footsteps came from, and a figure gradually emerged. The figure of that person was very familiar. He was wearing a dark blue shirt and light blue trousers. He was tall and seemed to be holding something in his hand.
"Xiaoguang?" The woman questioned.
The figure slowly walked in front of the woman. Although the light in the basement was very dark, he immediately recognized the familiar face, and Xiaoguang standing in front of her was holding a fruit knife in his hand.
"Hey, what are you doing!?" The woman yelled in horror at the man in front of her who didn't seem to recognize her.
But the man ignored the woman, stretched out the fruit knife in front of the woman's eyes, and gestured as if he wanted to cut her face.
"Stop joking! I'm Lingxiang!" The woman closed her eyes in fear and tried to break free from the rope tied to her body. "Hey, you hurt me."