Even Su Xingyue didn't realize that upon encountering such an environment again, the fear buried deep within her heart would suddenly... all come rushing out.
Despite the fact that nearly twelve years had passed.
Yet, it lingered like a nightmare that couldn't be shaken off!
Su Xingyue collapsed weakly to the ground, hugging her knees and burying her face in them.
Her brain suddenly became incapable of thought.
The helpless cries of the little girl locked in the dark room at eight years old echoed continuously in her ears...
Her body stiffened with cold, Su Xingyue felt her limbs had numbed to the point of losing all sensation.
If things continued like this, she really would die...
But she couldn't die yet!
She hadn't fulfilled her mother's dream.
She bit her lip tightly, until she bit through her lip and her mouth was filled with the taste of blood, yet she didn't loosen her teeth.
Because only pain could help her keep going, keep her conscious.