Chapter Thirty: Hysteria and Stormy Weather

  Shao Qi didn't say a word. His mother's greatest wish was that he would be fine, of course, she hoped even more that he would be safe and sound.

  For him, she can be reckless at all times! But what about him?

  The people around you, who is not innocent?

  Perhaps it's because he has lived too innocently and purely in these years that he really can't bring himself to do things that would hurt others for his own sake.

  Moreover, how could this person possibly just be hurt?

  What he gives people is always almost destructive endless torture.

  So he's not wrong, it can only be like this!

  Shao Qi didn't say a word and resignedly stopped dodging, obediently choosing to accept his fate.

  He thought to himself: anyway, he hadn't taken a bath for many days, and his whole body was covered in mud.

  Besides, I'm not some delicate flower either, so just grin and bear it like a dog bite!

  Who hasn't had a bad time being attacked by livestock?

  But it's just a beast after all, Shao Qi, you can do it!

  Her eyes flashed slightly, and she seemed to have regained her usual calm demeanor.

  Shao Hua smiled coldly, he liked clever people.

  "Uggghhh..."

  Shao Qi's body shook violently for a moment, and he bit his teeth to conceal the extremely faint cry that squeezed out of his throat.

  Even if he is a high-achieving student with excellent moral character, intelligence, physical strength and appearance, he cannot express this feeling of being bullied.

  Even if I had been beaten half to death in a fight before, I had never reached such pain.

  Cold sweat dripped incessantly from his smooth forehead, Shao Qi's face was almost distorted, he could only grit his teeth and lower his head.

  A handsome face with sweat and silent stubbornness, clear eyes staring at the dark wall.

  His life seemed to have become as cold and dark as the wall, emitting a dull grey colour. He tried his best to pull his consciousness away from the pain to a distant place almost reaching the sky.

  But just as he was about to forget this humiliation, it suddenly came back like a kite on a string.

  He really felt a sharp pain, as if every cell in his body was being cut apart.

  What a wonderful imagination, what a fearless spirit plan, what is just a self-consolation that has been bitten enough.

  Shao Qi felt utterly ridiculous.

  What he most wanted to do at this moment was, just like in the TV series, to make a heroic flip and kick Shao Hua down with one foot, then pick up the stool beside him and smash his head fiercely.

  But imagining a vent is useless, no matter what it's for, as long as he has brain cells, he knows he can't do this.

  No, it's because he doesn't dare to, and moreover, he really doesn't have that capability!

  Even if he fights, his strength is not bad, and his movements are quite agile.

  But he really isn't as good as him in any aspect.

  After all, he was really crawling in the dark, between life and death, licking blood from his knife, while he was just a mediocre person who had been through some fights and had slightly better recovery abilities.

  As if in an earthquake, the rocks collided violently, and he was as if swaying precariously, barely clinging to life, for how long, no one knew.

  ……

  "I'll give you a few more days, think it over carefully yourself." Leaving behind a light kiss, Shao Hua seemed to be in an extremely good mood as he walked away by himself.

  Maybe he has already gone out and made some calls through connections, even if he has left, no one will come to disturb for the time being.

  Maybe he doesn't even need to do these things, his subordinates just need a glance from him and everything is done.

  Her legs were trembling slightly, Shao Qi's cool gaze was calm and peaceful, as if a dying person had quietly slipped into the water, without any emotion, without any color.

  He endured the discomfort, almost stubbornly, in a cathartic manner, even when he fell powerlessly to the ground.

  It was unknown how long it had been, he almost forgot whether it was day or night when he finally walked out of the dark room that no longer had a lock.

  Almost stumbling and staggering.

  There waiting for him was still that policeman, the one who had brought him out.

  It was as if he felt the man's gaze had a hint of unusual color, as if he was walking on thin ice, and yet it seemed like he saw something dirty and didn't care.

  His mother came again, bringing a lot of delicious food. He knew his mother still wanted to persuade him and he believed that if he could be safe, his mother would definitely do everything she could.

  So he can be the same too, right?

  Even though Shao Hua had left, those seemingly diligent "bodyguards" of the people did not have a single person come in to disturb.

  They don't actually follow prisoners everywhere like in TV dramas to prevent them from committing suicide.

  Will he commit suicide?

  Of course not! Life is precious!

  Shao Qi was not afraid of death, but he would never commit suicide.

  Just like those lawless elements wandering in the dark world, they clearly know that they may die at any time, but they will never commit suicide actively.

  It's good to be alive, even if it's just for one more second.

  Shao Qi still stayed in that narrow, damp space, although the humiliating experience had passed, but the aftermath of the rough treatment could not disappear suddenly like time.

  But after what happened, I became even more clear-headed. Shao Hua's appearance wasn't sudden; no matter what his purpose was, he wouldn't truly kill himself, at least not now.

  He knew that his life was about to change again, and he didn't want to think about those other things because they were both distant and would only add to his troubles. Now all he had to do was wait.

  He simply overestimated his physical abilities.

  After that, Shao Qi had been lying on the rusty steel bed for several days and nights, and the pain not only did not subside, but his body slowly became itchy.

  His body moved slightly, and then came the agonizing pain like being cut by a knife, he knew he must have been infected.

  Alas, he also had no way out, no medicine, no cleaning supplies, and he bravely told others that his place was infected.

  Because he's a big man, like a woman being taken advantage of, and hasn't cleaned up in time...