Looking back, it was sheer agony.
The house did indeed have good sound insulation, yet my hearing exceeded that of ordinary people.
Others indulged in comfort inside, while I knelt by the doorway, writing a self-critique...
A full thirty-thousand-word self-critique, along with other content, was truly an experience filled with snot and tears.
After a whole night of torture, I've even forgotten how many times I was determined to bash my head against the wall to end the inhumane torment from Xu Fan.
"Grandpa, I did everything you asked of me, please let me off..."
With a mournful face and begging eyes, he looked over to Xu Fan, fearful that the torment would continue. If that were to happen, he truly might rather be dead.
