She saw the iron chain hanging from the foot of the bed, and saw that there was only one bed in the empty room, all the furniture had been removed, and she stayed on that bed for two years.
Words cannot describe her heartache.
Her sister was humiliated by that man.
The man, who had been sitting on the chair and did not speak, got up from the chair, went to the bedside and bent over to wrap the bandage she had bought from the drugstore around his bleeding arm. There was no light in the room, and there was a big shadow in the vision. He let Downing sit there and cry without saying a word.
Donning sat on the bed with her legs in her arms and cried for a while before she looked up at him and said, "tell me, what else has happened to her?" As like as two peas in the face,
stood in front of her and looked at her eyes. The same face with her, and the sad look of sadness, was in agreement with her long appearance.
He looked at her for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, sat back in his chair, and poured hemostatic powder on his wound.
In midsummer, he only wore a thin I-shaped vest.
The moonlight shines on the floor from the window, and the air is filled with a faint bitter taste.
It's the smell produced by the fusion of hemostatic powder and blood.
His body was covered with burn marks, which had not subsided so far.
Tang Ning got no response. She got up from the bed and went to him with red eyes and asked, "Tang Yi, why don't you talk? Say it! Tell me how much she has suffered
The man drooped his eyes and tied the bandage without expression, completely ignoring her.
In a fit of anger, Downing snatched the bandage from his hand and threw it on the ground.
"You told me to see it!" She asked him in a voice of crying, "you told me to see it! I saw it, and then? Why don't you tell me? She's my sister. I've protected her for so long! She suffered because of me, why can't I know? Why don't you say that? What are you trying to hide? " She stretched out her hand and took Tang Yi's shoulder, gritted her teeth and asked him, "tell me, what did Xiao Fengting do to her? Say it! Tell me about it
Tang looked up as like as two peas, and Downing's face was covered with tears. Those eyes that were exactly like Tang were filled with tears of sadness. He slowly raised his hand and stroked Downing's eyes, and he thought, what should he say?
She should be told, not two years, but more than two years
Even these eyes are Tang Qing's.
Downing won't take it.
Looking at the dark face in her eyes, Tang Ning continued to ask whether the pain should flow out of her face.
Maybe Tang Qing really suffered a lot.
It was more terrifying and unacceptable than she had seen or imagined.
So Tang Yicai didn't dare to tell her.
He is not unwilling to say, he is not afraid to say.
Downing looked at him with a red eyed smile: "is it terrible? So afraid that I can't even say it? "
Tang Yi frowned and called her softly: "a Ning..."
Downing looked at him, raised his hand and wiped his tears hard. Then he turned and walked over, opened the drawer, took out the pistol inside, put it in his pocket, and turned to walk outside the door.