When the gate opened a crack, her long hair was grabbed fiercely.
Hou Chaosi heard footsteps outside the corridor and cried and shouted: "Help, it's on fire, it's... uh-huh."
Hou Chaosi was covered with his mouth, and the whole person dragged back, finally opening a crack door and being closed again.
This is the corner room, and no one will come at all.
When Hou Chaosi listened to the door close, the footsteps faded away, and the whole person fell into deep despair.
It was almost, almost she could run out.
Almost, people walking outside heard her shouting.
Clearly hope is just around the corner, within reach, but despair comes too fast, and instantly drowns her.
Hou Chaosi was covered with his mouth, and the man pulled out the belts of two bathrobes in the room, one strangled Hou Chaosi's mouth and the other tied her hand.
Hou Chaosi was desperate to think about death, and tears kept slipping from the corner of her eye.
A man's hand is torn when he gets started.
Tear it.