Chapter 49: A Private Diary

Diao Ranran walked into the house with vain steps, Aunt Bao really hadn't slept yet, and when she came back, she naturally had a distressed nagging, and then she brought out a bowl of soup, which has been warm in the casserole, and now it is neither cold nor hot, the temperature is just right.

"Hurry up and drink the soup, go upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. By the way, I saw it in the mailbox, and I don't know how many days it was delivered. ”

Aunt Bao said as she took a courier envelope from the desk and handed it to Diao Ranran, unable to help but shake her head. If she hadn't gone to clean up the garden at home today and opened the mailbox to take a look, I'm afraid that no one would have found it until the contents were rotten.

Diao Ranran put down the spoon and reached out to take it with a curious expression.

Under normal circumstances, if she is shopping online, or filling in member information, including the mailing address, she will leave the address of the company, which is very convenient to send to the front desk, and will never leave the address at home.

The printout slip on the envelope was clearly printed with a few lead words: Miss Diao Ranran received it, but there was no information about the sender.

She turned it over and saw that there was nothing unusual, so she put it aside first, did not take it apart in a hurry, but picked up the bowl and drank the soup cleanly, and then gave Aunt Bao a goodnight kiss, thanked her, and then picked up her things and went upstairs.

After taking a shower, Diao Ranran sat in front of the dresser and put on the mask, and when he saw the envelope on the table, he remembered that he hadn't seen what was inside, so he simply took it and carefully tore it open.

The envelope was fluttering in her hand, it might be some kind of document, she carefully pulled it out so as not to tear it, and found that it was only a few thin sheets of paper inside.

Diao Ranran didn't believe in evil, and shook again to make sure that there was nothing else in it, so he concentrated on seeing what was written on the paper.

The handwriting on it was messy, and the paper was crumpled to the touch, as if it had been flooded and then dried in the sun.

She frowned, struggling to make out what it was written on itβ€”"They weren't humans, they were beasts......

"I handcuffed my two hands to the railing at the head of the bed, and as soon as I exerted my strength, my wrists were worn out, and all the blood rubbed against the sheets......"

"It hurts, the body seems to be torn apart, one of them is in front and one is in the back, one comes in, one goes out, over and over again, and they cooperate very tacitly......"

"I swear, I will take revenge on ......"

Each of these words was written very hard, and in some places, even the tip of the ballpoint pen had cut through the page, which is enough to show that the person writing was very emotional at that time. There are also some words that have become very light in color, and there are traces of water around them, Diao Ranran was stunned, guessing that someone was shedding tears while writing.

It's like, a girl has been wronged, and she can't tell her family and friends, so she has to pour into the pen and secretly write a private diary!

She snapped, tore off the mask that hadn't dried yet, and clutched it tightly in her hand. Diao Ranran couldn't help but look back at the entire bedroom, a chill suddenly rose from the tail vertebrae, and a great fear also appeared in his heart.

Who wrote this? Why do you want to send it to her?

Lowering her head, holding back her panic, she quickly looked at the paper in her hand a few more times.

The "me" in this should be a girl, she probably suffered a terrible sexual assault, under extreme pain, she recorded the suffering she had suffered in writing, between the lines, full of her anger and sadness.

is also a woman, Diao Ranran can hardly bear to look at it anymore, but she has to look more carefully, wanting to get more information from the details.

It's just a few pages in a diary, and most of each sheet is blank, adding up to only a hundred words, and the clues that can be unearthed are very limited.

"Smack!"

Diao Ranran jerked the paper back on the dresser, not wanting to look at it again.