"Of course I'm afraid!"
Lin Xiaoyu nodded.
"If you're afraid, why are you still so concerned about my phone call with my mother?" Lu liye asked.
"Ah?"
Lin Xiaoyu did not understand what he meant at first.
When she turned around, she was stunned.
"Ah ..."
She was so frightened that she let out a shrill cry and the next moment, she threw herself into Lu liye's arms. Lu liye, I'm scared!! I'm afraid-"
Her voice was obviously sobbing, and her body was trembling.
Her two small hands clutched Lu liye's t-shirt tightly out of fear. Even though she had pulled his collar up to his chest, she did not notice it and had no intention of letting go.
Guess what she saw when she turned around just now.
A bed!
It was a wooden bed with a white gauze curtain. The White gauze was stained with blood, and there were a few big words written in blood: Give me back my life!
It was! shocking sight!
