The clothes were already stained with blood, there were iron chains on his heels and hands, his palms ached, and there was a red mole on his palms that gradually disappeared with the man's breathing.
Wake up and see a strange room, and the chain on your hand is gone? Are the injuries on your body gone? The surrounding environment was gone, replaced by a square house with an apple on the table. You could also hear the sounds of animals at the door. Even the man who whipped himself with a whip every day and night was no longer there. When he opened the door, he saw a group of people surrounding a stone-like thing, looking at it and laughing. One of them, a woman in her thirties, didn't even raise her head. She looked at the brick and said: Liu Ye washed the dishes.
Intention: I didn't want to fall in love, but I met you.