The door to the utility room opened, revealing an unpleasant smell of musty dust.

This smell made the terrible memories of Anxin's childhood dusty immediately come to mind.

Familiar scenes came to mind that made her collapse.

The narrow and enclosed space, the fists of the "uncles", the hideous smiles on their faces.

Fear and despair were like thorns, piercing her soul for a while.

Anxin's muscles all over his body collapsed, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and the two hands that were tied together stretched out desperately, grabbing the hem of a certain man in black's clothes.

She fell to the ground and knelt in a very painful position, because her mouth was stuffed and she couldn't make a sound.

So they whimpered and pleaded.

He slammed his head on the ground and begged them over and over again.

Don't, don't lock me up!

But those black-clothed people have been following Young Master Qianyu for a long time, and they have seen a lot of cold-blooded and cruel punishments, and they have already practiced cold-faced and ruthless.

"It's annoying."

Machine-like cold words came from under the cold metal mask.

Several people stuffed her directly into the utility room and locked the door.

"Woo-"

An An was thrown to the ground, like a fish that was about to die.

The windows were dark, and the air was so thin that she could hardly breathe.

The claustrophobia that had not been seen for a long time began to flare up in an instant, and Anxin crawled forward on the ground with two bound legs until he reached the door.

With great difficulty, he stretched out his tightly tied hands, and his fingers grasped the door until his nails broke, and tears dried up in his scarlet eyes.

The door is very well insulated, and even if someone hears it, they won't come to her rescue.

This is the order of the little brother!

Anxin cried tiredly, and finally cowered in the dark, gasping for breath.

She is now like a little ~pet~ creature on the verge of death, and her consciousness is beginning to drift.

Vague hallucinations began to appear in front of my eyes.

"You dead girl, dare to talk back to me, see how I clean you up!"

Auntie's vicious voice rang out in the darkness.

Then there were a few "uncles" with hideous and terrifying smiles.

She shuddered, closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly hallucinated a proud but gentle smile.

"Don't be afraid, little rabbit, come with me! I'll take you out. ”

It was a handsome face, with a pair of amber eyes, a noble and clean air.

"Little brother, little brother." Her voice was stuck in her throat.

Memories like water hit my heart.

When he was eleven years old, he took her with him to hide from the enemy in the cellar, and he took her hand and told her not to be afraid.

He used one clever method after another to solve the crisis for her and save her from that hellish circus.

But as soon as the picture turned, Qi Zixiao's face gradually became angry, and he viciously pushed her away in the dark.

"Peace of mind, you dare to lie to me!"

"Lock her up!"

No, I didn't lie to you. Little brother, I didn't!

Anxin's fingertips gradually stiffened, and the gentle little brother turned into a demon in an instant, and his smile was evil and cold.

She felt like her bones were going to be crushed.

The shadows in the hallucination spread out like sand, and Anxin huddled in the corner, his cheek pressed against the cold ground.

His eyes were struggling to open, trying to find the last ray of light, but he found nothing.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, her heartbeat fell like a meteor~, and the last bit of will finally collapsed.

The darkness in the utility room was like a ferocious beast, swallowing up what little warmth she had.

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