to hold something surging within, yet he suppressed it.“At first, it was hate.” Closing her eyes, Xiang Wan recalled those days in prison, a mournful laugh escaping her lips. “Every time they insulte..."Am I wrong It's none of your business, you bitch!" Lin Tiantian's face was twisted in pain, she still stubbornly retorted, "Xiang Wan, you slut! You wretched, despicable piece of trash. If you have the guts, kill me!"

Xiang Wan's hand suddenly exerted more strength. She turned her head and said to Zhou Miao, "Where's your scissors Lend me yours for a bit."

"Luowan, calm down!" Zhou Miao broke out in a cold sweat at the mention of the word "knife". She couldn't even agree, terrified that someone might get hurt in their dormitory tonight.

When she spoke, Lin Tianting was still howling beside her, "You can't kill me, Xiang Wan! You're a coward, a bastard, a slut! You **ing bitch!"

"Did you eat **" Xiang Wan held a towel and tied Lin Tiantian's hands behind her back.

She berated Lin Tiantian on the ground, walking to her bedside in a mix of Zhou Miao's astonishment, fear, confusion, and anxiety. She picked up a shoe and stuffed it into Lin Tiantian's mouth.

The dorm was suddenly much quieter, but Lin Tiantian's whimpers could still be heard.the suspicious animosity from the corner of her lips, straightened up, his voice tinged with a husky tenderness when things got emotional, "Don't ever say you're leaving me again.""There's a hurdle in...