Xiaoji was naked and sitting on the cold floor tiles.
There were still traces of sex on her exposed skin.
The ground was covered with nut shells, tissues and used facial masks scattered from the trash can that had been knocked over during the argument.
She just sat on the floor tiles, her long hair sticking to her face and body, mixed with the filthy juice on the ground that smelled of rancid fruit.
Jiang Yunong's voice came from the balcony.
The jealousy finally made Xiaoji unbearable. The humiliation of half a year came to mind.
She rushed to the balcony in a frenzy, grabbed her cell phone, threw it to the ground, and stamped it with her feet. The glass shards standing on the phone body pricked her feet with blood. Xiaoji, however, paid no attention. She picked up the shattered remains of the phone with her hands that were shaking violently from anger and excessive force. She opened her mouth wide and bit it hard.
She wants this phone to break! She must make it impossible for her to answer that vile woman's call again!
"You're crazy." Nong said with a soft tone, as if he didn't care at all about what was happening in front of him.
Xiaoji stopped biting the phone and looked up at her. Her lips were broken and bleeding. She licked the blood on her lips as if tasting delicious food, and her voice was as light as a feather:
"I'm crazy. I just think that everything is thanks to you."