Remembering

Li Zhe looked at the restless Meng Yu and wanted to go forward to comfort him, but Meng Yu dodged. Meng Yu's hands trembled as he pulled out the needle in his hand and wanted to rush out barefooted.

Li Zhe quickly bypassed the bed and grabbed Meng Yu, who had already walked to the door and pulled him back.

Meng Yu, who was suddenly restrained and unable to move, suddenly had sporadic images flash in his mind. The flashing camera, the vulgar words that were wantonly mocking him, the hands that tore his clothes, the dirty semen, the ugly genitals, and the pain from being penetrated in his lower body slowly fused...

A young man who looked like him was being held down by someone. Under the ridicule and vulgar words of the surrounding crowd, he was being insulted and violated.