On the first day of being locked here, he thought about escaping, but he didn't succeed. After being caught and brought back, he was treated even more brutally. Every corner of the villa had surveillance cameras, monitoring twenty-four hours a day, and there were people stationed outside every room, watching closely. Even suicide was impossible, and once rescued, the consequences were simply...
More than a person could bear.
Life was worse than death, yet watching oneself... was the most painful.
Luo Xiao gasped heavily, the redness in his eyes emerging layer by layer. He stuck his fingers down his throat, trying to vomit something out. He wanted to tell himself that once he vomited, it wouldn't be dirty anymore. As long as he threw up, it wouldn't be filthy anymore...
Yes, vomiting would make it clean, vomiting would make it all forgotten...
