In one of the most remote bathrooms on the campus, it was pitch black, and the cold wind of the air conditioner continued to spread to the outside and inside.

Ji Shan gritted his teeth and tried several times, but whether it was the door, the window, or the small skylight at the top of the door, they were all closed tightly.

The toilets near the bus stop are only designed for those who take the school bus, and as night falls, the school bus has stopped, and no one will come at all, let alone the three big characters "under maintenance" on the door.

Ji Shan was shivering by the cold wind of the air conditioner, she took off her coat and wrapped it around her waist to protect her lower abdomen. But immediately after, the cold wind pierced through the thin wet shirt like a needle piercing the skin.

"Rustle—" The wind outside made a noise as it blew the leaves outside. In the pitch black environment, this sound is heart-wrenching.

Ji Shanxin's mouth tightened, she squatted in the corner, her hands covered her ears, and her white teeth bit her lip hard. She tried to widen her eyes, telling herself over and over again that she was not afraid, that it was fine.

But consciousness flies, and the memories of the once terrifying are like beasts that open the gates, surging towards her.

"You little slut, why don't you die with your bitch mother!What are you crying about!Get in, get in!" At that time, Gu Min humiliated her with bad language and locked her in the dark basement.

"Good baby, let my uncle touch it. Little baby, why is your skin so tender and smooth......" And that disgusting man......

Ji Shan's eyes were blank, he only stared ahead in a daze, and shrank and hid in the corner.

It was getting darker and darker, and gradually, the campus fell silent, and even the street lamp not far away went out. This bathroom has completely become the most terrifying basement in Ji Shan's memory.

Her willpower collapsed in the darkness, and she covered her head with her clothes in a panic, closed her eyes and blocked her ears, sometimes shouting, "Don't come!" and sometimes begging, "Help me, help me......"

……

Zhou Jingchuan had been waiting for Ji Shan in the living room, but half an hour later, Wen Chuyang called and said that there was a meeting that he needed to run personally.

Leave the next sentence, "The young lady comes back and lets her eat first." And he departed.

By the time he got home again, it was half past ten in the evening.

He took off his coat and handed it to Aunt Zhao, and then pinched his nose bone tiredly.

"When did the young lady return?" he asked.

Aunt Zhao was stunned for a moment, and her eyes widened in surprise, "Young lady, I didn't come back." ”

Zhou Jingchuan paused, his brows furrowed, and his voice was as cold as snow that could not be melted in winter, "Why didn't you tell me if you didn't come back!" After that, he called Ji Shan, and what he heard was a cold female voice of customer service, "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off." ”

Zhou Jingchuan understands the routine of Linda, the latest class in the day should be over at nine o'clock, and he didn't come back at half past ten, and his mobile phone was turned off.

When he landed, his face turned cold.

He picked up his coat, strode back to the garage, picked up the car, and headed in the general direction.

On the way, he called up the surveillance of Linda Day, and found that the surveillance video was lost after Ji Shan went to the bathroom.

……

Zhou Jingchuan rushed to the bathroom, and in the silent corridor, the whimpering pleas for help were particularly piercing.

He narrowed his eyes, stared dangerously at the 'Under Maintenance' sign, and kicked the door open with a cold face. When the door opened, Zhou Jingchuan turned on the lights.

At a glance, he saw a man in the corner, huddled with his head covered.

Zhou Jingchuan stepped forward, took off the clammy and cold coat, quickly took off the coat, and wrapped Ji Shan. After that, he bowed down and hugged Ji Shan.

Ji Shan's body was still shaking, cold sweat was dripping down his hair, his palm-sized face was full of panic and fear, and his lips were bitten with a little blood.

Raising his head, those godless eyes fell on Zhou Jingchuan's face, and he said softly, "Shanshan is not a bad child, he will do a lot of work, don't beat me, don't drive me away, okay?"

Zhou Jingchuan's heart has hardened for so many years, and it hurts a little.