Chapter 102: The Way of Others, and the Healing of Others
In the cold, damp dungeon, the only light came from the breathable skylight overhead.
The skylight is not large, and the grid is used as a partition, so that the sunlight casts only a little light, and even lighting is difficult.
But this little light is more than enough for someone who has been in the dark for a long time.
An Yiqing no longer knew how long she had been in this empty, dark space, she only knew that in this place, no matter what she said, no one answered her.
All of this is constantly challenging her bottom line, and she is like a marionette, being manipulated forward.
Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore.
She wants to give it a shot!
"Bang dang." There was a sound of the door opening, and a bright light came in from the outside.
An Yiqing had a cold face, walking unhurriedly, her high heels rubbing on the ground and making a sound, and the light also illuminated the entire basement at this moment.
The basement looked more like an abandoned dance studio, surrounded by mirrors on all sides, including the ceiling and floor, which stretched the space infinitely, making it more empty, and An Yifei was cowering in the corner, looking down at herself in the mirror.
She was still wearing the white pajamas she wore when she left the An family, and her hair was a little messy, but the whole person was quite passable, not too downcast, but there was a trace of dead despair in those eyes.
An Yiqing moved a chair and sat down in front of her, looking at her condescendingly: "Say, you know everything." ”
In her previous life, when she was trapped in the dungeon of An Yifei's family, she was not treated so well, it was a real dungeon, an iron fence trapped her freedom, countless rats, cockroaches were her only companions in those ten years, she now looks back, she doesn't know how she survived those long ten years!
And she's just been here for a few days, who is putting on this pitiful look!
An Yifei raised her head after hearing the sound, her face was so pale that there was no blood: "If you want to know, let me out first." ”
An Yiqing sneered, didn't say anything, turned around and left.
Let her out?
She hasn't let her taste all the hardships she has suffered, how can she be willing to let her go!
"Don't go!" When An Yifei saw her leave, she yelled anxiously, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you." ”
An Yiqing turned around and looked at her with a smile: "You don't have the right to choose, either I said, I'll make you live here more comfortably, or you can live your captivity well." ”
The word imprisonment obviously pierced An Yifei's heart, her pupils shrank, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, but she said, "I'll tell you when you come here." ”
An Yiqing didn't move: "I don't have that much patience, I'll give you another chance, and I'll leave without saying anything." ”
"When I was a child, I once went to my father's study to play with the computer, and there was an encrypted folder named Tang Wanwan." Her voice was a little hoarse, "I opened it and looked at it, and it was all pictures of that woman." ”
"When I first watched it, I thought it was my mother." She hooked the corners of her lips sarcastically, "It's ironic, my mother never knew in her life that she was just a stand-in in the eyes of others." ”
As she spoke, she suddenly calmed down, patted herself and stood up, approaching An Yiqing quietly.
An Yiqing was still immersed in her words, and didn't notice her approaching quietly, and by the time she reacted, it was too late.
A bright light flashed before her eyes.
An Yiqing's stomach suddenly felt a tingling pain!