Sincerity Is Just Next to Misery (4)
Editor: Millman97
There was no soul behind her words; it was like she had lost her spirit, and she was merely repeating those words on rote.
Su Zhinian was rattled. After a few seconds, he heard her begin again.
"Please, please don't do this, please…"
Su Zhinian shivered violently, and he woke up from his drunken stupor almost instantly. The great anger that resided in his eyes gradually and silently dispersed, until there was barely a trace left.
It was then that her thoughts drifted into his mind. They were dripping with fear, resistance, helplessness, and despair. Is he going to rape me like he did five years ago?
'Is he going to rape me like he did five years ago?'
This sentence was like a sharp knife that pierced deeply into Su Zhinian's very core. It twisted around, mutilating his heart.
His eyes turned dark, and his pupils rapidly contracted. As if shocked, he suddenly jumped off her body and stumbled back several steps before he stopped.