"Not only was he hopeless, but he was arrested. Once he was locked up, he was trapped for 35 years."
35 years. It was easy to say as it was only a number.
However, the person in question had the thought of committing suicide a few times. 35 years was not something that could be summarized in just three words.
"During those 35 years, the man lived a life worse than death. His dignity was trampled on completely! His humanity was destroyed! His soul was torn apart! But he was still alive! He lived for only one purpose. He wanted to see the woman he loved and ask her personally, 'Why do you want to hurt me so much!'"
Chi Baoguang could not help but take a deep breath.
But soon, he regained his composure and was that calm and gentle man again.
Chi Baoguang gently pinched Fang Pingjue's shoulder with his long and thick fingers.
Beads of sweat appeared on Fang Pingjue's forehead.
The story was not finished, and he continued.