The sound of bodies colliding, accompanied by the sound of waves, was like a symphony.
The color of fish belly is gradually turning white in the east, and the sunrise at the seaside is always exceptionally pure.
With new hope, rising slowly.
Ou Ya lay stiffly on the flat car mat, her body sore as if it had been torn in half, and her naked body was covered with shocking marks.
His hands were tied behind his back with a belt. After a whole night, his wrists were completely swollen.
She stared at the roof of the car with dull eyes, and the tears in the corners of her eyes had solidified.
Seeing the sunlight shining on the car window, Zi Tong turned slightly and turned to look at the sea level.
Following her movements, the man on her body also moved slightly, but did not wake up.
After a whole night of plundering and the influence of alcohol, Di Yating fell into a deep sleep.
He even stayed in her body and did not leave.
Facing the dazzling sunlight, Ouya squinted her eyes slightly, and finally realized that everything that happened last night was really not a dream...
Looking at his perfect side face, Ou Ya's eyes slowly filled with a layer of mist.
Gritting his teeth, he moved his body and left his side.
She moved to the car door and bit open the belt binding her hands with her teeth.
Every movement would tug at the sore body, and there was even more tearing pain underneath.
Ou Ya was completely numb and was just doing her actions mechanically.
With his hands free, he slowly picked up his clothes from the side and put them back on.
Something seemed to flow out between her legs, but she didn't react at all.
Unlock the door from the driver's seat, open the door and get out of the car.
She didn't even look back at the sleeping man...
The sun shines on the golden beach, reflecting dazzling light, and it is another sunny day.
For Ou Ya, there is no darker day than this.
She was the only figure walking along the long coastline.
Her shoes had long since disappeared, and her bare feet were fine on the beach, but when she walked on the road, her skin was quickly scratched by the rough stones.
Visible red blood can be seen in every footprint.
Ou Ya felt nothing, and just walked numbly in the direction of the Ou family's ancestral home.
She wants to go home...
I don't know how long she walked, until her feet lost all feeling, and Ou Ya finally saw her ancestral home right in front of her.
And... Manji standing in front of the Ou family's ancestral house.
Ou Ya's dull eyes remained unchanged, and she just moved forward mechanically.
"Xiaoya, you're finally back. Where were you last night? I came to pick you up early in the morning, but the housekeeper didn't realize you weren't there..." Manji's words suddenly stopped.
Seeing Ou Ya's messy clothes, his eyes darkened, "What happened?"
Ou Ya didn't speak, didn't even raise her eyelids, she just lowered her head and wanted to go in.
"Xiaoya..."
Manji reached out and grabbed her wrist. As soon as he touched her, Ou Ya took a breath.
Manji was startled and rolled up her cuffs. The shape of a belt could even be seen on her red and swollen wrists. The edges were slightly torn and bleeding.
"How could this happen?" Manji narrowed his eyes, and the anger all over his body exploded in an instant, and his chest felt as if he had been hit hard, causing pain.
"...Mangji, don't ask anything. Can you let me take a shower first? I feel so dirty." Ouya's lips moved, and her dull eyes just stared at the door of Ou's house.
