"Back then, I thought I was really going to die. I lost so much blood, those insect eggs hatched, and the insects drank my blood. There were other girls too, all struggling in heart-wrenching pain. At first, I was so scared, but gradually, I wasn't anymore. I was dying, and I couldn't do anything to that old bastard, but I could still curse him, and when my throat was ruined, I could still glare at him with my eyes..."
"Stop talking!" Jin Zijin lowered his head, covered her lips with his, and stifled the words in her mouth.
Regrettably, he got away!
Suddenly, he felt that it was better he had escaped. If he had died that day, he wouldn't be able to taste a fate worse than death. As long as he was alive, there was still a chance.
His lips gently nibbled and turned, gradually soothing the waves of palpitations she was feeling.
It took a while before he let go of her.
Resting his forehead against hers, he whispered, "I came too late, do you blame me?"
