Xu Siyu can't believe it, "Diers?"
This man ... looks a lot like Diers.
But is he Diers?
She's certain this guy Diers could never have such an expression in his eyes.
Let alone this pitiful look of being abandoned, cast in her direction.
Xu Siyu dully stood on the spot, looking at the man before her, momentarily stunned.
The man with the purple eyes glanced back at her, then continued vigorously scrubbing his body to the brink of madness.
He seemed to have been washing for a long time, his skin rubbed raw in places, small beads of blood seeping from numerous places. Heated water from the showerhead cascaded down, washing the soap and blood mixture down the drain.
The accumulated puddles of blood on the floor were a shocking sight. Xu Siyu abruptly jerked back her head, trying to stop the man's actions, "Enough! Stop it already!"
The man continued his actions, replying to Xu Siyu with a single word, "Dirty ..."
