"Don't do this, I beg you... Don't... Don't!!!" A shrill scream sounded, and another deep mark scratched by a sickle was added to Gu Qi's scarred back. The man's deep laughter lingered in her ears, and the heels of her genuine leather shoes fell happily on the floor, and the beat made a mocking sound in front of her rushing blood... She has been imprisoned here for unknown years, and Gu Qi has never been able to escape from this small, dark room... Despair entangled her heart, gradually tearing her mind apart, and defeating the hope of life - at this time, for her, even death was a gift from God...