Qingcheng calmly put on the clothes one by one, not looking at or caring about the man's fingerprints on her body. She buttoned the last button on her lapel and got up to lie down. The pain between her legs made her feel uncomfortable.
She immediately fell to the ground, and the messy black hair on her shoulders instantly fell on her chest, covering her face.
Sitting on the cold ground, her shoulders were trembling. She didn't know whether she was laughing or crying. In the quiet room, only the sound like a low whisper in the dark night came... It was shallow, but it could touch the hearts of anyone who passed by.
Create a ripple!
Qingcheng didn't sit on the ground for a long time. She no longer had the strength to cry. After a brief venting, she wiped her tears with her sleeves and wiped all the moisture from her face. She grabbed the bed and stood up slowly, walking with difficulty towards the copper basin.
As she walked towards the place, the depth and depth of her feet revealed the cruel treatment she received last night, and also clearly portrayed her low-hearted fragility and unbearability.
The person reflected in the clear water still has an outstanding appearance, and her pale face does not diminish her beauty at all, but instead adds a frail and morbid beauty.
Now, the scars on her body can be covered up with these gorgeous clothes, and the wounds on her heart can also be covered up with her indifference. However, the wounds on her body can be healed, but the wounds on her heart can never be healed.
!
After Qingcheng simply freshened up, she opened the door and stepped out of the room. The sky was clear outside and the sun was eye-catching, but such brilliance could not shine even an inch into her heart.
She looked at the bright and clear sky, with the floating clouds floating freely, and the few orioles on the treetops singing. She didn't know what they were singing, but she just listened to the crisp chirping, as if they were singing the beauty of this world!