In a dark, damp room, a woman curled up in the far corner of the room with her hands and knees folded, trying to reduce her presence.

When he was first locked in, Xia Youran had already checked it, there were almost no items in the room, the only window where he could escape was tightly sealed with barbed wire, and even the so-called curtain was just a piece of cloth nailed to it.

The smell of mold and moisture mixed with moisture filled the air, adding a touch of gloomy and terrifying atmosphere to the whole house.

The woman tightly wrapped her mouth and nose with the fabric on her body, for fear that the breath in the room would pollute her chest.

She tried to find some light in this room, and there was barely any light in this room except for the sunlight that was revealed by the nailed dead curtains, which cast a little spot of glitter on the floor after passing through the curtains.

Xia leisurely stared at a corner of the room, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes on the floor was heard outside the door, and the sound echoed in the hallway.

This sudden sound disrupted Xia Youran's thinking, she stared at the door with wide eyes, her whole body trembled like a sieve, and the sound of leather shoes falling on the floor seemed to be like an omen before the arrival of demons.

With the sound of the door lock being turned, the iron door creaked open, and she looked at the door in panic, there was no light in the room, so that Xia Youran could barely see the expression on the face of the tall man at the door.

But as if aware of the danger, she subconsciously shrank into the corner of the wall until her back was against the wall filled with moisture.

Shen Mochen almost determined the woman's location at a glance, his fingers pressed the knuckles, making the phalanges rub directly and make a sound, and then he approached her step by step, and the sound of leather shoes continued to sound in the room.

"You should be scared now, Xia Youran," the man stood still in front of her, grabbed the fabric on Xia Youran's chest with his hand and lifted it up vigorously.

"Please let me go, Shen, Shen, Shen Mochen......" Xia Youran was so frightened by the man's actions that she could barely speak, and she clenched the man's hand that grabbed the fabric on her chest with both hands.

But apparently the man was unmoved, and even the man grabbed her unexpected hand harder.

"Spare you? What are you kidding, do you remember what I told you before? The man's hand grabbing the fabric on her chest continued to lift it up, making Xia Youran's feet almost dangling in the air, and she could only barely touch the floor under her feet by tapping her toes.

At this moment, the floor was like a safe zone, and the feeling of powerlessness hanging in the air only added to the fear in her heart.

"I remember......" Xia Youran was about to cry out in pain, the fabric on her neck rubbed against the Ruan flesh on her neck, she didn't have to think about it to know that it must have become red and swollen.

"Remember? Of course I know who your accomplice is behind the scenes, don't think that you can continue to fight against me now that you have a strong backstage, woman, you can't play with me, I have a thousand ways to bury you in hell. ”

When Shen Mochen said this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked up a fearless smile, and his whole eyes widened, but the same person only accounted for one-third of the white eyeballs.

It's like a devil in hell who wants to eat her alive.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, I don't dare, I'm just ......" Tears kept overflowing from the corners of Xia Youran's eyes, dripping down her cheeks and falling onto the man's fingers, and the makeup on her entire face was cried by her, and the tears that flowed out of the corners of her eyes were black.

As soon as the tears dripped up, the man seemed to be burned, and reflexively retracted his hand, Xia Youran lost the support of the strength of that arm, and spread it directly to the ground, only letting out a sad empty sound.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation, people like you, if you don't give a little hardship, you may never be able to remember," Shen Mochen stretched out his hand to hook the woman's chin, "It may be that my previous punishment was too light to make you remember." ”

This sentence seems to awaken the memories buried in the hearts of women, those unbearable and depraved uncomfortable memories,

Xia Youran's eyes widened in panic, staring at the man with an unchanged face.

"What you cherish the most and are most proud of should be this face." The man gently leaned his face closer, his fingers tapping rhythmically against her cheek.

"Then guess what, without this face, what else are you going to use to seduce men?" The man's hand pinching her chin suddenly increased its strength and clasped it to her bones, as if to crush her jawbone.

Xia Youran screamed in pain, but he didn't dare to resist the man, so he could only twist his head slightly, and said no, no, no

But all these men turned a blind eye, and with a wave of his hand, several people stepped forward.

Everyone has a bright knife in their hand.

"Oh, by the way, I'll tell you the good news, the child and Su Xiyan have been saved, and now they are resting, it's a pity that it didn't achieve the results you expected." Shen Mochen turned around gently, and the leather shoes made a crisp sound when they landed.

Xia Youran's eyes widened in surprise, and then he turned his head to the other side, staring blankly at the dark corner.

"But I can't bear to let you die, don't worry, although it hurts, it's not fatal." Then he glanced at the men, who were like killers sent on a mission, walking towards her step by step.

Even if the woman shook her arms and shook her head, and let out a cry of begging for mercy, it was to no avail, and those sharp knife edges cut her body one by one, leaving scratches on her skin one by one.

She screamed, she cried, she begged for mercy, but obviously the man didn't have any idea of stopping, he just watched all this with a smile in his eyes, the dark side of his face made it almost impossible to see his expression, and what was clearly visible was the curvature of the corner of Shen Mochen's mouth.

Xia Youran's tears crossed her cheeks, and the liquid on her body could no longer tell whether it was blood or tears, only a red piece could be seen fainting on the skirt, like a blooming peony flower.

On the hospital bed, the white incandescent lamp shone on Su Xiyan's face flickering, and there was no trace of warmth to wake her up.

Su Xiyan slowly opened her eyes, her thick curly eyelashes flickered up and down, and then slowly fell, but they suddenly opened in a second or two.

She sat up straight, her hands groping frantically in her lower abdomen, but after feeling the familiar protrusion, she slowly lay down as if deflated.

With a grim smile on his face.

Su Xiyan looked out the window, there was a green outside, there was an arbor tree growing very strong, and a few branches and leaves stretched in through the window, adding a touch of vitality to the interior.

She smiled, the corners of her eyes slightly hooked upward, and there seemed to be a hint of warmth in her eyes.

Then the woman saw that among the green leaves, there seemed to be a few white flowers, which were quietly blooming in the green bushes.

She subconsciously raised her head and sniffed the smell in the air, noticing that there was a hint of indescribable floral fragrance in the air, which was not too strong and refreshing.

She pulled out the needle in her hand, lifted the futon covering her body, and walked to the window with her shoes on, Su Xiyan who had just recovered obviously still had some symptoms of anemia, her feet were still a little soft, and she needed to hold on to the wall to move forward reluctantly.

But at this moment, even though she was weak, she still insisted on moving forward, and the whole person seemed to be bewitched, wanting to take a closer look at the flower bones that were quietly opening.

The off-white flowers stand quietly among the green leaves, and they are also dotted with a little early morning dewdrops, making the petals look even more delicate.

Su Xiyan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch it gently, and the drop of water stuck to his hand, and at that moment, the woman felt that her hands seemed to be covered with the fragrance of flowers, which made the whole person feel happy.

She looked up at the sky, and through the branches covered with green leaves, she could see the sun's rays in the stars.

Then she turned around and saw a package lying quietly on the small table next to the bed, and the woman couldn't help but wonder, and then walked forward, and when she got the package, she opened it directly.

There was a letter inside, as well as a medical record sheet.

Su Xiyan took a closer look and found that the name on it was too familiar, and it was similar to the man's name

Shen Moyun.

So who is this man, what does it have to do with Shen Shen Mochen, or what does this man have to do with me, and why did this letter come to me specially.

Su Xiyan was silent and did not speak, but quietly opened the envelope, carefully examined the contents inside, and when she finished reading the last line in the envelope, she was immediately stunned, and the thin page of paper also slipped out between her fingers in the gap of the woman's surprise.

Su Xiyan's hands trembled, she hugged her head in disbelief, a strong feeling of lack of oxygen seemed to come to her heart again, she felt her head dizzy, and hurriedly lay down on the bed, Su Xiyan's fingers grabbed her skin tightly, opened her mouth wide to let more air flow into her lungs, and tried to calm her mood.

But these were useless, Su Xiyan still collapsed so much that she wanted to cry, and while she felt that her eyes were sour, she also found that her cheeks had been wet with tears, and her whole body was already trembling with anger.

After that, Su Xiyan hurriedly raised the phone from the bedside and skillfully dialed the man's phone number.

"Shen Mochen, I think I need your explanation very much now." But as soon as the words were spoken, Su Xiyan fainted directly because of his anger and lack of timely food after recovery.

When he woke up again, Su Xiyan's eyes were hazy, and even the incandescent lamp above his head became hazy, but he could vaguely see the man guarding his bedside.

Shen Mochen had already rushed to her bed, holding her arm tightly with both hands.

The warm temperature kept coming from the part where the palms intersected, but Su Xiyan still felt that the temperature on her body was cold.

With the feeling of powerlessness that she had just woken up, she gently broke free from the man's confinement, and then turned her head sideways and did not look at him.

Shen Mochen only felt that everything that happened was very inexplicable, and the woman who kept calling her name before the accident was so cold after waking up.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her forearm again, and with the other hand picked up Su Xiyan's chin, forcing the woman to turn her head to look at him.

"What's the matter, are you okay, is it because you woke up and were angry to find that I wasn't with you?" The man's voice was almost reverent, and there was an overzealous loyalty in his tone.

He looked at the woman's red eyes and the teeth clenching her lower lip.

But now Su Xiyan couldn't listen to anything, and her mind was full of the last sentence of the letter:

You promised.

What did the man promise?