Memories flooded in like a tide, and An Ruo remembered everything that had happened that day in the hotel.
If only she hadn't gone to the hotel that day.
The man's kiss descended once again, his scorching hands caressed her waist, kneading forcefully...
An Ruo painfully closed her eyes, letting the man ravage her body as she sequestered herself in a closed space, indifferent to everything outside, for only in this way could she lessen the hurt inside.
Time and again, from the bed to the floor, from the floor to the bathroom, and then back to the bed.
An Ruo couldn't count how many times she had passed out; her mind was a complete blank, feeling only that the whole world was in chaos, everything had drifted far from her, becoming insignificant.
Something was very wrong with Tang Yuchen tonight, ceaselessly tormenting her, and as An Ruo fainted for the last time, she saw his dark, profound eyes and the coldness in them, untouched by any desire.
