My eyelids are very heavy, and my temples have intermittent stabbing pain.

Yi Yan slowly opened his eyes, as if a thousand pounds of weight were on his eyelids.

The last memory stopped at the stabbing pain coming from the instep.

Then comes now.

It was pitch black, I couldn't see my fingers, and there was hard ground beneath me.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Yi Yan suddenly regained his consciousness and sat up suddenly.

She looked around quickly and couldn't tell where she was.

When his hand touched the straw next to him, Yi Yan realized that he had just slept on a layer of straw.

She suddenly remembered the dirty clothes that had rolled on the ground during the fight in the alley. Yi Yan frowned slightly and wanted to take off her coat.

He stretched out his hand and was stunned. The clothes he was wearing were obviously not hers.

Yi Yan knew very well who changed her clothes.

His head was still a little dull, and his body and limbs seemed to be falling apart from the fight. Yi Yan leaned his back against the wall.

It should be night now, so she was attacked in the morning.

After Yi Yan kicked the syringe away from the man in the morning, he didn't expect that there was another needle left on him, so he was unprepared throughout the whole process and was taken advantage of.

Yi Yan shook his left foot.

There was no rest after the foot injury. Her injured foot did not get better at all and became even more painful.

Yi Yan frowned and clicked his tongue.

She was not at all worried about the current situation.

She knew very well that what the man injected into her was not drugs, and if Yingsha wanted her to take drugs, he would not use it in such a simple test.

It must be a drug with a high concentration, so that Yi Yan still has the sequelae of headache.

There was no sound outside the house, and compared to the darkness when I woke up, there was now a little light.

It's daybreak.

It is now approaching the end of spring, and the sun is getting earlier and earlier.

When the daylight came out a little, Yi Yan could see clearly what clothes he was wearing.

Wide sleeves of burlap, embroidered with dark fine patterns.

Yi Yan's eyes were cold. She was not unfamiliar with this kind of clothing. To be precise, she had been familiar with it since she was a child.

This is the costume worn by Yi Yan's tribe when he was a child, and people under Yingsha still wear it.

Yi Yan wanted to take off her clothes.

But the dirty clothes he was wearing had already been taken off and he didn't know where they were placed. Yi Yan couldn't take them off even if he wanted to.

She simply stopped thinking about it, leaned her head against the wall, closed her eyes and took a nap.

Maybe the medicine had strong side effects. When Yi Yan opened his eyes again, it was already bright. There were still a few birds chirping outside. If he came in through the window, there should be a forest behind him.

His mind was much clearer than when he woke up in the early morning. Only now did Yi Yan have his mind to think about things.

Yingsha asked someone to catch her and help her change into clothes. Yi Yan didn't know what her purpose was.

But she won't be as scared as before.

Now she only has herself, there is no Yi Meng or Yi Meng around her, no one is important to her, she doesn't care what Yingsha wants to do to her.

As long as you don't attack the people around you.

What Yingsha is best at is seizing Yi Yan's weakness and torturing and playing with it.

Yi Yan himself is not a sentimental and soft person, and there are only a few important people, but Yingsha is most happy to hurt the few people like Yi Yan.

But now there is no worry anymore, only himself is left. After all, Su An is not here, and Yi Yan's fear of Yingsha has completely disappeared.

She hasn't eaten since yesterday morning and is a little hungry.

She supported the wall with her hands, jumped up from the ground with her left foot, and walked towards the door.

The house is old, but still clean. There is nothing in it, except for a layer of straw on the ground for people to sleep on.

She leaned against the wall to support herself and knocked on the door.

I didn’t expect anyone to respond: “What’s the matter?”

Yi Yan asked the man outside: "How many of you are there?"

The man answered the question inappropriately: "What's the matter?"

Okay, there should be more than one person looking at her. If it were alone, the other person wouldn't answer her like this at all.

Yi Yan asked: "You guys stayed out all night?"

"yes."

"Why don't you say anything?"

"..."

"If I knew someone was there, I would have asked you to get the food," Yi Yan said, "I'm hungry and want to eat."

The people outside didn't answer her, probably because they were discussing.

Yi Yan raised his knuckles and knocked on the door.

"I know, send it over right away." The person outside said.

However, a few minutes later, the person came back without any food.

Instead, he opened the door. Yi Yan had already sat down on the straw on the other side of the wall. Outside the room were two men wearing burlap and short sleeves.

"Come out," they said.

Yi Yan sat on the straw without moving and asked directly: "Where is the food?"

"Take you over to eat."

Yi Yan leaned against the wall lazily: "My leg is injured and I can't walk. If I don't go, bring me the food."

The two men at the door looked at each other, and the shorter one said: "No."

The taller one was a little impatient and knocked on the door: "I want to eat it."

This fierce look on her face did not deter Yi Yan at all. She folded her hands and looked at them: "I won't go."

The irritable man stared at her for several seconds, his eyes seeming to cut her into pieces.

The short man noticed his emotion and reached out to pull down his sleeve.

When the atmosphere was tense, a voice came from behind the two men.

The man's voice was ruthless, with a hint of joking.

"Can't walk? How about I carry it on my back?"

Yi Yan was stunned and looked past them towards the outside of the house.

The two men quickly retreated to both sides, and Qian Yu stepped in from the door.

He still looks vaguely the same as when we first saw him, with deep and hard features and a ruthless temperament.

Qian Yu, dressed in black, stood in front of the door, with a crooked smile on his lips: "Long time no see."

Yi Yan sat on the straw unmoved and looked at him with cool eyes.

Qian Yu clicked his tongue, and the scoundrel laughed and said, "It's just a friend, but why don't you give me face?"

"Who said we were friends with you?"

Qian Yu: "You really don't give me face." Qian Yu's temperament became even more naughty after his disguise faded away.

He said: "It's really what you said. Do you remember that I asked you if we were friends, and you said yes."

"Oh," Yi Yan said, "then you think I farted."

At that time, the friendship was based on the fact that the two of them could chat and Qian Yu was an ordinary person. But that is not the case now.

Qian Yu smiled: "Okay, if it's not, then it's not."

"What?" he said, "Why don't you go to eat?"

Yi Yan: "Didn't I tell you? You can't leave."

Qian Yu curled his lips: "I'll carry you."

Yi Yan gave him a cold look.

"You have to eat," Qian Yu said with a smile on his lips for some reason, but Yi Yan could hear the unkindness in his words, "So you can make up your own mind.

You go out by yourself, I will carry you, you choose one of the two."

Qian Yu was definitely not joking. If he said this, he would definitely dare to do it.
To be continued...