The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Su Qianqian's whole body was wet.
Her clothes were stuck to her body, and her long hair was sticking to her back. Her snow-white face was blue from the cold, but she still refused to admit defeat and looked at him stubbornly.
There seemed to be a cluster of fire burning in her big and bright eyes. No... maybe it wasn't her that was burning, but maybe Ye.
Otherwise, why did his heart feel as painful as being burned?
Being regarded as hurt by another person can actually make him feel so painful. Even Lance didn't expect it.
He wanted to reach out and touch her to block her eyes from looking at him, but he actually felt that... he could no longer bear the resentment and disgust towards him in her eyes.
A strange yet familiar feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart. Under the dark sky, another small white flower seemed to be floating in front of his eyes. A smiling face flashed past his eyes. That face was similar to the Su in front of him.
The shallow overlap made him unable to distinguish between reality and dream for a moment.
The forest, the bamboo house, and the woman in front of me...
The dream that had always been misty and misty seemed to become much clearer all of a sudden. His heart beat violently and he felt painful like a cramp.
Lance's expression changed, and the dream-like hallucination suddenly dissipated.
He raised his eyes, stared at Su Qianqian, and said word by word: "Five years ago. We met, right?"
"No." Su Qianqian replied without hesitation.
"Bamboo house, mountain, pool..." Every time he said a word, Su Qianqian's face turned a little paler. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said, "Tattoo."
"..." Su Qianqian swayed and couldn't help but take a step back, but her arm was suddenly held by Lance's outstretched hand.
"You...do you still have the tattoo on your back?" The man's face was strange, filled with surprise and hesitation, but the hand holding her wrist did not relax.
He didn't think of all the past memories, some things just vaguely appeared in his mind, but that was enough for him to tell her to scare her.
Judging from the look on her face, the things in his memories all existed. In other words, they had happened before.
The wrist he held was pitifully thin and trembling slightly in his palm, like a cornered little animal, which made him feel affection for no reason.
He pulled the wet woman closer to his arms, not caring about the rain on her body. Her body was shaking more violently than her wrists, like flowers blowing in the strong wind. It seemed that if he exerted force, she would be
Broken.
"Let... let go!" Su Qianqian's lips were purple, tattoo, that tattoo!
That night of humiliation, that night of torture...
How could she forget?
She remembers it more clearly than anyone else!
"Let me take a look." The man said sweetly in her ear, "See if it's still there. Let me confirm..."
Did you remember it?
Why now?
Why?!
She felt Lance's fingers reach to the back of her neck, pinch a piece of fabric on her back, and then - pull hard!
"hiss--!"
The sound of tearing cloth was muffled by the sound of rain, but to Su Qianqian's ears it was no less than thunder!
He... actually tore her clothes to pieces right here!
"Lance, are you a human! Are you a human!" she screamed, feeling rain dripping on her naked back, and she felt the piece of fabric on her chest drooping, and she panicked.
He was protecting his chest, his eyes were already red!